"You should come home and see him" I could hardly hear my mom say over the loud music in the background.
" I'll come soon"
"He doesn't have soon babe, he has now" I could hear the sadness in her voice as she tries to reason with me.
"Soon"
"Just come home baby I miss you....we all miss you"
"I miss you guys too"
"Well he is awake...so I got to go, unless you want to speak to him?" I could hear the hopefulness in her voice as she spoke.
"I mean I would love to, but I kinda have to study for important test" I lied
"Bye, I love you"
"Love you too"
I hang up the phone and put the half smoke fag back to my lips. I feel the cold midnight air and smell the burning tobacco.
I take a last drag and drop the cig on the floor and step on it.
Heading back to the party and letting the loud music take me away from the present.
Now
I get into a light pink mini van with a peace sign on its side.
"Where to?" The guy with overly grown greasy hair, and save a dolphins shirt.
I say there is a 70 percent chance that he is not a rapist.
"LA" I reply as I buckle up my seat belt.
He nods.
I take out my song book and I start to write.
I don't write a song.
I write something and nothing.
This was short but also a start...
This is kinda of more serious than the actual book but idk it's a start
I have an idea on what I want this book to be like so I'm going to go with it. -f
YOU ARE READING
And she leaves
FanfictionNomad Alex has been everywhere and also no where at the same time. She has plenty of stories to tell but are they worth telling ? This is what happens when a nomad meets a book store owner.
