Simon Project

629 W Oak Ave.

4:15 P.m i finished packing on stuff, to be honest, a nostalgic feeling invaded almost my hole body (except the tiny little pinky finger of my left foot) . I was about to graduate, and also, to leave my old dorm room. Suddenly i wasn't able to feel the summer brease against my face no more, so i decide to close the window and leaded my way up to the door, where all my luggage was.

The summer brease cool out my toes as soon as i got out of my dorm room, tiny dust motes where flying all over the hall, everything was weird, the complete hall was in silence, this wasn't normal, Jackson and her girlfriend used to argue all days and the hall was never in silence, cause the shouts of both.

Suddenly a girlish shout came out from Jackson's room (44) "So you don't want my but no more" the girl shouted "Oh, yeah babe, c'mon kiss me again" Jackson said. The girl suddenly opened the door and quickly came out facing towards the main door, she had a really upset face, i didn't know what happened inside "Get off my way, fucked up " she shouted to me, all I was able to do was raise my hand towards her and let my middle finger raise while the other ones fade. She wasn't able to see my act of generosity because she jogged as fast as a car on a highway, I bet if she was on run Olympics, she will win all kind of prizes. 

4:20 P.m. Time to go, I thought. Alan rapidly entered to the hall "C'mon buddy, we're on a rush!" he said, I quickly went inside my room and picked up my red wine backpack, then go outside, grabbed my insignificant stuff box and my leather jacket while he grabbed my guitar  "So do you already have your moms van?" I asked, while we move towards the main entrence " One month and it's mine, and yes, I have it. Move that skinny ass" Alan added, I high the speed up to 13 km\h . We got to the van, Alan placed the guitar against the white colored right door van, and took out a considerably small van key.

He opened the van's back trunk, i approached to the van's back trunk and decided where to place my box full of stuff while Alan grabbed the guitar, it was almost full, there was just a perfect place to place my box, it was on perfect fit, I placed the box on the edge of the trunk, and then push it in order to get it in the trunk then placed my leather jacket on top, Alan placed the guitar over a large rectangle box which was in the back part of the trunk. 

Alan closed the back trunk door, and i made my way up to the right door of the van, Alan jogged to the driver's door.

Alan opened the right door by one wireless button in his controller "Let's go buddy" He said, as soon as the right door opened i was able to see Simon and James " Hey there, Thomas" James said " Heeeey my buddy" Simon followed "Hey guys, how's everything going" i answered, i entered the van and made my way up to my seat, sat down on the right  fake leather seat next to Simon, my seat was on the left side of a considerable sized window. The window was dusty, the fake leather seat was deteriorated. Simon suddenly asked "¿Hey Thomas, do you know where are we going? " "Nope, i've just seen the house on pictures" he nodded " You're going to miss the dorms, don't you?" i saw what was beyond the dirty window  (The dorm's park) "Yes, i'm" suddenly Alan turned on the car's engine, and stared to move.

Before of almost 10 Minutes of travel, we stopped by Simon's department, " You can come over like at 9:30 p.m. i'll be ready" He opened the right van's door and jumped out. Alan turned on the van again and continue our way to the house. Simon entered to a 56 Feet tall brick made building and suddenly fade away into the lobby's main door. 

4:52 P.m. We arrived to the huge "nice" house, the house was light blue with white wooden planks, it had a large garage, on top of the garage's door, it was a basketball net hanging. Also it had a nice eucalyptus tree on the backyard. Next to the garage was the white huge main door. Alan opened the van's back trunk and threw the house keys to me, i didn't know wether to open the house or wether go to get my luggage, then a brilliant idea pop into my mind "Open the house Thomas". 

I approached to the house key crank, take out the key and proceed to open the main door. A cold breeze quickly hit my body, it was a humid cold California breeze. i lay my backpack against the main door marc. The main door was opened now, now the last thing on the list remaining was get my luggage. I jogged to the van's back trunk and grabbed my guitar, placed the guitar against the back trunk's edge and then picked up my cardboard box, Alan jogged to the house and said "Your room's up stairs, the one next to the bathroom, Thomas." "Okay"  i answered " Which's my place tho" James shouted "Next to Thoma's" Alan replied, James looked at me and said "Guess we're neighbours then" being James neighbour wasn't my goal in life, he's a full-time Fuck Boy   he'll bring a chic almost every day, and orgasms aren't quite nice sounds to hear 24/7 when you're in your room, just chilling, or studying, or masturbating, okay ignore the last thought i had. Conclusion, being neighbour  of a fuck boy isn't that good.

I placed my guitar on my back and replied "Yes, Fun hugh?" then pulled up my box from the van's back trunk and made my way up to my room. We where just renting the house, so the house was already with furniture inside, the typical house stuff, cupboards, chairs, drawers, all kind of kitchen tools and plates, glasses, forks, spoons, just one kettle, drawers, rugs, cloth made blue sofas, a last century tv and small portraits of landscapes.

Up stairs, the whether was warmer, the breeze started to fade while i went up. At the end of the stairs, there was a red and blue with red wine dots rug. The bathroom door was opened, my room had a wooden made white door, i rapidly climb the last stair and approached to my room, the door was closed "Hope's huge" i thought, i opened the door exited, it was my first considerably huge room. The room had a  medium window beneath, a wooden made bed, it was a dark alpine wood with wine red sheets. Next to the bed it was a also medium wooden made desk, the desk had a blue desk lamp, it was completely empty, not even dust motes. The dark metal garbage bin was next to the desk. Few centimeters away was a huge wardrobe placed inside the wall (the wardrobe was part of the wall) and passing the hole wardrobe it was the door.

I entered to the room and placed my box in middle of the room, proceed to jump onto bed just to test the cushion quality. The cushion was comfortable enough to just fell asleep in that moment, but suddenly a naughty thought pop in my mind "Need to get all out of the box" "Fuck" i whispered, I got out of bed and stretch a bit.