Disclaimer: I do not own Gorillaz. And yes, it has been confirmed our darling Stuart Pot has at least 5 kids running around Eastbourne...
Summary: One of 2D's children is tired getting bullied at school about her hair. So she decides to embark on a trip to Essex but finds not all is what she'd expected.
Blue: Chapter one
Rebecca Pot shifted uncomfortably in her school uniform while staring up at the heavy wood school doors as the wind threatened to blow her skirt up and display her knickers to the world. Her siblings, well technically half siblings, had already gone inside. She had been the one that had been running late and hadn't been able to walk to school with them. As a result she had grabbed a beanie and threw her hair up underneath and covered her eyebrows with the edge. Being the second youngest of the Pot children, she was often the one who got called the crybaby of the family and too concerned with her appearance. The others proudly displayed their blue hair and didn't give a damn.
Half of her fifteen year old brain told her to suck it up and go inside while the other half told her to run to her grandpa's fairgrounds and hide out in the fun house again. She couldn't afford to miss another day of school, both her mother and Frank made it clear. Oh Frank. Her stepfather never really treated her nicely. She knew it was because of he bright blue hair that plagued her and her siblings. Oh how she had attempted to dye it black once while she was in Essex with the assistance of Noodle, but it ended up turning a darker shade of purple, much to the dismay of her mother and utter bewilderment of her father and disgust of Frank. Her other half siblings from Frank never got that look. Jen and Tiffany were his perfect angels. She was merely the result of a drunken one night stand with a ditzy lead singer of an internationally acclaimed band along with her four siblings.
Yes, that had been the latest ridicule she had faced when her classmates found out exactly how the Pot children had come to exist. That and their hair. Strangely enough, none of her other siblings got too terribly teased about their hair. Occasionally they would, but it was a few people in her class that were particularly vicious towards her. It was like they had giant sensors that picked up on the fact that she hated her hair, her boobs and her situation and there was nothing she could do about it.
Nope, Cecilia got picked on for being a ditz and a klutz and Chelsea never really got picked on. More like idolized by the boys in school for her looks, but with that also came the vicious rumors from the other jealous girls. She miserably thought about how guys called Chelsea hot while she got called top heavy. Oh the downsides of having large boobs.
Lucas never got picked on. Period. Nope, he had made it loud and clear he wasn't going to take it by taking Uncle Murdoc's advice and gave a royal beat down to the boys that were giving him trouble. Uncle Murdoc had told her to use her wit against them, but she could never think of anything to say and when she did, a teacher always seemed to be around. Her younger brother James had transferred another school and they never really saw him too much anymore. That and not reaching the cutoff date for their year. He had been at their school and her tormentors had tormented him first, then Lucas and turned on her as soon as Lucas beat them up. She had been fine with her appearance until they had started in on her.
She walked up the steps to the school and reached out her hand to the huge pewter door handle. Back to the name calling, having her belongings stolen, having her hair pulled and the headmaster commenting on how she should really try to not create such a ruckus along with her siblings. It had been the second she got into chorus, everything would be better. She could sing her little heart out and no one cared what she looked like. But lately, one of her biggest tormentors had switched into chorus and had started in about how horrible her voice was in addition to being a blue haired freak. She subconsciously pulled her beanie cap lower around her ears.
She felt at home in the huge, newly rebuilt Kong studios. Whether it was listening to Dad play his melodica, watching Uncle Russel disembowel a raccoon or a visit from Uncle Muds or even visiting Noodle in the dojo in town. But unfortunately, they always stayed two days and their father only got them every other month. The rest of the time, he came to them in Eastbourne where they would all have dinner at their grandparents house.
A thought struck her. Fuck Eastbourne. Hello Essex! She grinned what her grandmother called the infamous Pot grin. After all, she had enough saved up to go on a trip to Essex. Things sucked here, why not go visit Dad? With that, she withdrew her shaking hand from the cold handle, turned on her heel and took off back towards home to pack a bag and take her savings.
"Becca! OI! Becca!" She heard a voice behind her. She turned and looked. She saw Hubert running behind her, wheezing and out of breath, his heavy breathing taking the form of fog in the cold air. He doubled over, his blazer jacket in hand, glasses sliding down his nose, shivering only in his cotton shirt.
"What?"
"Where you going? I saw you through the front door in the way to the loo." He wheezed.
"Not to school." Why on earth did she have to run into Hubert? He was friends with all the Pot clan. Unfortunately, he was rather annoying and would probably mouth off to Lucas who would then call his mum who would call Dad and bitch about him seeing his other children over her child and he would call her mum and it wouldn't end well for her with Frank.
"Well where are you going then?"
"None of your business."
"I want to come with you."
"No!"
"Why not?"
"Because I'm going away somewhere."
"Where?"
"None of your business!"
"Well, I'm up for an adventure!" He answered defiantly as he adjusted his glasses.
She glanced around. He wasn't going to shut up unless she took him, but she could be charged with kidnapping.
"You can't come with me and you cannot say anything to Lucas or Chelsea or even Lia!"
"Promise!"
"I'm going to Essex."
"Why are you going to Essex?"
"I'm going to visit my Dad."
"I don't think your brothers and sisters wouldn't like that too much. Besides I want to go."
"What about your parents?"
"They're out of town for the week and weekend. I can catch the train back before they get home. Now, wait til school's out to go."
"No! I'm leaving this afternoon while Mum and Frank are at work! Why do you want to go anyways?"
"Eastbourne bores me terribly." He sighed. "I want a proper adventure that doesn't involve breaking into your grandfather's fairground with people."
"You were part of that?" Rebecca snarled. A few weeks prior, a group of people had broken into the fairgrounds and graffitied quite a few rides.
"Er, no. I was invited though." He stuttered quickly.
She turned and started to walk away from him and he quickly snatched the beanie from her head, causing her hair to whip around in the wind. She fought to get the hair out of her mouth while flailing at Hubert for her hat back.
"Give it!" She jumped as he held it high above her head. The last thing she needed was to draw attention to herself with her hair.
"No. Take me with you and I will." He grinned amusedly as she tried furiously to get it back.
"Fine!" She finally gave in, almost on the verge of tears from frustration. He was delaying her and increasing her chances of getting caught with every second he wasted.
He promptly dropped the grey hat into her hand. She threw her hair back up into the hat and tugged it back down over her neck and eyebrows.
"Meet me at the station as soon as you can. If you don't make it before the next train, you're shit out of luck!" She turned and ran off as fast as she could. Yes, freedom was so close, she could almost taste it. 'Nope, wait, that was a hair.' she thought as she fished in her mouth to pull it out.