Alex's POV
The next day, Keith came in my room.
"Hey Alex. How are you?"
He said.
"Good. And, you Keith?"
"Wonderful. But, I want to ask you something buddy."
"Yeah?"
I said.
"Uh, so you don't really have any guitars, so I was thinking we could go to Meadow wood Music and get 1 or 2 for you."
"Really dad?"
"Appsalotly Alex!"
Keith said.
"Thanks."
"I guess I'll have 3,002 now."
Keith said.
"Ha, ha, that's funny Keith."
"You know it! So I guess get ready, and meet me down stairs."
"Uh, Keith I, don't have any clothes."
I said
"Right, sorry."
"Now what?"
I said again.
"Um, hang on."
He goes up stairs.
"Hey honey, um Alex needs clothes. Any ideas?"
"Buy some?"
She said with a smile.
"Well, that what we're doing, but he needs new clothes, like at the moment."
"Ok, um let me scour the house, I'm bound to find something."
"Pirate Keef!"
I said.
"Ey! Tha'd be the whole point mate!"
I smiled at him.
Keith looked up the steps to where Patti was and yelled:"Oh, and thanks for stating the obvious!"
Keith yelled upstairs
Then he mumbled:"Buy some."
I laughed as he went up stairs.
He came back down with a pair of black shorts, and a red shirt.
"Here bud."
He said handing me the clothes.
He told me there was a bathroom in my bedroom, so I went up showered, and got dressed.
(4 minuets later)
"You look good. And your rocking The Rolling Stones colors."
I smiled.
"Welcome bud. Let's go eat."
We finished eating, and got into Keith's truck.🏴
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Alex And The Rolling Stones
General FictionThis is the story of a four year old boy, (told from his point of view)-who doesn't understand love, or what it means to have a family, or even a friend. He learns that 'you can't always get what you want' , what a family is, and how bad, and or go...
