forever 27..

As Daniel awoke winced as the bright sun blinded him as his curtains were drawn back from the night before. He rolled slowly out of bed not wanting to get up. He keeled at the bed side, covering his face with both hands, his entire being ached. That was part of the job not sleeping, over doing it, and pushing through the pain.

    Every inch of him ached, even his eyes throbbed with pain. He spent the last week staying up all hours of the night practicing his guitar, writing new songs, making calls to record companies. His hands blistered as he played but Nothing seemed to be enough. They never returned his calls and when they did it was to laugh at him.

   "I'm taking the day off" he stated aloud. Standing up and walking into the bathroom. He stared at the off center crooked mirror for a long moment taking notice of his long black hair tangled and messy. He began to search for a brush but quickly realized he had no such luck. He cursed to himself knowing he was going to have to ask his mother for the brush.

   He walked to his door and opened it, "hey ma?" he called out he waited for a long moment and heard her roar back "WHAT DO YOU WANT?". He sighed and then spoke slowly "can I have a brush?" As The words left his lips he barely managed to duck out of the way as the brush was hurled at his head. As he hits the floor he heard glass shatter and then a loud crash on the floor.

   He turned to see the picture he took with Ozzy Osborne destroyed on the floor. He shook shattered glass from the frame and slid the picture out. Daniel stared at the photo he remembered it like it had just happened. It was his first concert, he was ten and his dad told him he would take him to his favorite band. He chuckled to himself "Dad always did like that crazy British man." referring to Ozzy.

    His dad went on and on about how great the tickets were for months on end. He told Daniel of the loud music the people he'd meet all the fun they'd have. The stands to buy shirts bracelets and other band related merchandise, And the nachos. His dad never stopped about the nachos. Daniel didn't even know what they were at the time but even that excited him. His dad was so excited and Daniel was too. It was his first concert so on the big day him and his dad got ready for the show.being as excited as he was, Daniel ran about the house like a crazy person trying to get ready making sure he didn't forget anything. He ran about for hours and hours even before it was time to get ready. 

   They drove for what seemed like hour's. Daniel watched all the other cars fly by. He watched the tall buildings fade off into the distance. After they arrived Daniel was in awe, there were so many people and everything was every bit as loud as his father said the hustle and bustle was almost to much for him to keep track of. After they got in they wandered about and watched several local bands that played out side on raised platforms. Then his dad took him to one stand, that forever changed him. the bright neon lights a green blue color that hurt his eyes to stare at. It was bright and hot and the smell wafted over.

   Daniel's mouth watered immediately "Dad?" pulling the side of his fathers shirt to get his attention. As he turned still keeping and eye on the line "what's up Daniel? his voice relaxed with hints of excitement. He asked curiously "what's that smell?" taking a few steps in line approaching the front and the smell only getting stronger as they stepped bit by bit to the shop

His dad looked down with a mild smirk "we are in line for Eddy's nachos" Daniel thought for a long minuet  "uncle eddy?" He replied mildly confused, his father smiled "yep he runs the stand" his uncle was a tall tall man standing at six eight at least. he was bald with a black goatee beard type thing and was covered in tattoos. He was a very intimidating man to say the least. They took one more step and were now at the front "NEXT" he heard his uncles extremely deep voice bellow.

   As he turned to almost shouted "James? James is that you?!" His dad chuckled warmly "yeah ed, it's me and Daniel's here too." His head just peaking over the counter he waived as he did two square paper bowls slid their way. James reaching for his wallet was interrupted by his uncles almost always loud voice "PUT that away. No bother of mine will pay for nachos here!" He chuckled "wow, really? Thanks ed" His father said happily.