Chapter 6
A Beautiful Friendship
What am I suppose to do now? He thinks I have a home that I actually live in. I can't just say "Hey just take me back where you found me, my homes in an alley way. No big deal." He'll most definitely think I'm psycho or something. Homeless. That is exactly my situation right now. But where do I stay? I don't have any money to rent a place, let alone a room. I already gave them a story and I need to stick by it.
Walking out the door and down the steps, the night air was a lot more chillier than earlier on in the day. God I hope I didn't time travel to winter.... The sky was already spilled with indigo ink with sprinkles of salt as the sidewalks were litted with street lamps. That image of the scene made me want to paint out its beauty with some watercolors. I'm not much of painter, but when seeing something like that that gives me a feeling that I can't shake, I'll try anything to capture its pleasentness. The urge to paint was suddenly overcomed with the writhing anxiety in my stomach wanting me to upchuck my dinner. It didn't help much when I was walking next to John down the street.
Side by side we walked to the nearest bus stop waiting for the vehicle's arrival. We sat on the with silence accompanying us, him taking out a smoke while I was too focused on him noticing my jittery leg.
"So, what'd think of me friends?" John asked giving me a smirk.
"Well, Paul's a flirty one, and George's a bit quiet for me to say anything, and same goes with Pete except, he doesn't look like the shy type. Either way, that seem like a cool bunch."
"Yeah, Pete's like that I guess...And me? What do you think of me?" John asked with an innocent smile and batting lashes. I couldn't help but chuckle at how his .
"You, with looks, like an ass, but in person, a smart ass."
"Gee, thanks. You don't have te be honest but then again isn't that what birds like? Being honest and all." He still had that smirk on his face.
"I guess...I mean, little lies couldn't hurt all that much but you did ask me and I answered."
"I suppose so...." he said as silenced followed its way back to us. Making things awkward once more. I blame this anxiety that I'm getting for the lack of conversing that is going on. Hello darkness my old friend....'
"So, uh, who are those people in yer shirt? Are they from some comic book or somethin'?"
"What?" I looked down on my shirt and realized what I was wearing. My black cotton Ramones shirt that had their "Road to Run" album on it. I guess I can tell him who they are, its not like he's gonna check them out our anything. I mean, he can't. He'll just have to take my word for it.
"Oh, uh, just a band back where I use to live. They're not big or anything. Small just like you guys but they have a very nice fan base. I'm into a lot of small bands. They're not bad, just not noticed." I said to John. Spilling some lies from my mouth making sure that I was believable. Seems that's what I've been doing now. Kinda reminds me of someone...Shouldn't think about her much, she's no longer a problem.
"Well if that's what yer into...but did ye like our band? We're not goin te be small fry fer long."
"I really like you guys. Honestly. You got the sound, the talet, and even the energy. You guys just really need to be exposed. Record companies would love to have you." There was a small smile on Johns lips as he looked foward and took a drag from his cigarette. Although it was hard to imagine, John was as excited as some school girl with her crush. As he blew out the smoke from his mouth he responded with a good to hear.
The red transportation of my doom soon pulled up in front of us as I started to tense up. We get on and talked allowing us to get to know more about each other. I eased up again trying to figure out what to do.
We were dropped off at the first bus stop from earlier today. "I see that this is the beginning of a bee-u-tee-full friendship my dear Robin. If ye have nothin te do tomorrow, me and the lads can show ye around town. A free tour." John said animatedly as we walked up until we stood in front of the diner we had our tea at to which I smiled at his offer.
"Sure, that'd be great actually!" I made sure to let the happiness emit from my voice.
"Gear! So, where do ye live?" Should have known that was coming...
To save myself from being "discovered" as a crazed person, another quick lie flew out of my mouth before I knew it. "Umm, actually, I...still don't know my address all that well." I chuckled, trying to make myself sound believable. "I haven't taken the time to memorize it by heart yet but, uh, we can totally meet back here around 11 maybe?" My shoulders raised as I gave John a goofy-looking look on my face.
"Whatever suits ye. I better get goin or I'm gonna have te here a lecture by the time I get back home. I'll see ye tomorrow Robin." We gave each other our goodbyes and went our separate ways. I kept walking straight ahead until John was out of sight. I turned to my left and walked to the corner of the alley. My california king bed of trash was all snug and set up and I only gave a sigh. As I made myself comfortable, I tugged at my jacket trying to contain as much warmth as I can in this chilled night air, still wishing I haven't arrived during the winter months. I put in my ear buds and ironically "So Cold" by Breaking Benjamin was playing.
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