Chapter 2 ~ That New Opportunity?

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Corbyn seems to like our new house

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Corbyn seems to like our new house. Its quite cozy and its very sunny at the moment. Corbyn was going to get me in the photo but that wasnt going to happen. Nuh ah. No way. So you can only see my knees. Im pretty excited to be here though. Its good to be in a whole new environment with new people. This place we got is actually not to bad. Its enough space for the both of us. 3 bedrooms, 1 bathroom, garage and a pool. The pool looks like it died.......many many years ago. I think we should redo it though. I like pools. But not as much as Corbyn likes chickens. Speaking of Corbyn I actually dont know where he went. I dont have time for this.

"CORBYN?! WHERE ARE YOU?!"

I walk around the corner and I see this:

"Corbyn, bro, what are you doing? Are you stuck?"

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"Corbyn, bro, what are you doing? Are you stuck?"

He turns his head towards me and pecks his head in the air like a chicken.

"THEY TOLD ME I COULD BE ANYTHING SO I CHOSE AN EGG!!!"

"I really think its time to get a new pet. Chickens just arent working out."

He pouts at me.

"YOU LEAVE CARLOS ALONE HE DID NOTHING TO YOU."

I just shake my head and walk off to go and unpack more boxes. From the distance I hear:

"IF YOU TOUCH CARLOS I WILL FIND YOU!"

"ARE YOU SURE ABOU......"

I try and finish my sentence. But I cant. I see feathers. A lot of feathers. Everywhere. Carlos flew at my face. To be honest I didnt even think he could fly.

"KARMAAAA!"

He is a bit childish at times. I mean most of the time, my bad.

"Come here Carlos. Its ok, I'll protect you."

I grab the broom to sweep up all the feathers. Man how is this chicken not bald? I sweep every feather up BY MYSELF and by that time Corbyn has gotten out of his egg and put Carlos back in his cage. 

"YOU WANT SOME CHIPOTLE????"

Its not like Im going to turn down food.

"AS LONG AS YOU PAY FOR IT!"

Hehe.

"YEAH WHAT EVER!"

"ALSO YOURE DRIVING!"

"WHAT EVER JUST HURRY UP!"

We get in the car and drive quite a long distance to get there. It is absolutely silent until we hear this on the radio:

"IM SO FANCY, YOU ALREADY KNOW"

Yeah. You know the one. Corbyn starts to lipsync to the song until the chorus. He sees a bunch of people walking beside us so he starts to turn it up.

"CORBYN STOP!" I yell at him but he cant hear me over the sound of the music. He starts singing really loudly to the song as we pass the people. I try to bury my face in my sweatshirt so they wouldnt notice me. We got well passed those people and Corbyn said:

"What did you say before?" 

"It doesnt matter jeez."

"Hmm. Ok."

We finally get to chipotle and Corbyn orders.

"What do you want?"

"Just a salad thanks."

"Ok, uhhh, I'll take a salad, a burrito, 2 crispy corn tacos and a kids meal thanks."

Ok wtf why did he get so much food.

"Corbyn why did you buy so much?"

"Oh its bouta be a feast and I thought because of what Carlos went through this morning he needed something too so thats why I bought the kids meal."

I roll my eyes at him and wait for our food. I hear Corbyn's phone go off. I see his screen flash on and it says 'ONE NEW EMAIL' so I tell him. He picks up his phone and quickly opens the message.

"OH YUSSS! ITS AN EMAIL FROM THIS BAND CALLED WHY DONT WE!!!"

"Wait what?"

"Oh I didnt tell you? Well they were looking for a new band member so I just said id be it and BOOM! I have to meet with them later........."

"Corbyn?"

"In L.A."

"Oh. So youre just gonna leave me here by myself?"

"Well yea. Sorry. Ill take Carlos."

"Nope!!! That demon....i mean chicken is staying here!"

"Well what ever you have to look after him. I promise Ill be home in about a week."

"Why that long?"

"ITS LOS ANGELES MAN GET REAL!"

"Oh ok. Thats fine."

"Good."

Our food finally comes and Its just a silent ride back home. I told you something big was waiting for Corbyn. But its good, right? 

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