"150 miles to go" announced the gps. Great, at least 3 more hours. "Cheer up chicka "nudged my sister Nashita with her eyes straight ahead. "We'll make it before nightfall "
This whole idea of growing up and moving still hasn't made sense in my coconut. We have been driving for hours or even days to make it to L.A. I want to be a photographer, or maybe even a graphic designer. Nashita wants to be a club owner; she already has a job for renting out nightclubs for parties. I call her the party dealer. We decided we need to accomplish something in life, so we packed our bags and moved out of our little town of Yonkers, New York. Even though I'm only 20, I should not be worried about shit like this. I want to face the future, not the present; it will just become the past.
I flipped the radio on and sang along to the rest of the song playing "I'm just a holy fool, oh baby he's so cruel, but I'm still in love with Judas baby "Nashita could only chuckle at my Car sing along. "You make no sense. You're still in love with yourself. Talk about a big head Juju." I smacked her in the back of the head. "Dumbass! Yes my name is Judas. Why would I be in love with myself?"
I drifted to sleep for the rest of the drive. I just need a rest from staring at the highway. I awoke when Nashita tapped me on the shoulder. "Juju wake up, we're here "she said softly. She was carrying boxes to the steps of the house when I decided to get out the car. I grabbed my bag of clothes and my cameras and headed inside. This is my regenesis.
It was around 6 pm in which our doorbell rang. I opened it by flashing my camera is the person's face. The guy widened his eyes and blinked at the sight of the flash. "Sorry for that, I'm Judas "I said shaking his hand. " Well hi Judas. I'm Matt Flyzik. I live up the street, welcome to the neighborhood. I'm here to see Nashita." he said shyly with his hands in his pockets. I let him in and I continued my drawing on the couch. He spoke up to break the awkward silence in the room. " So Judas, What do you do? " "Oh I'm a photographer and a graphic designer for t-shirts and logos" Just as the silence controlled the room again, Nashita walked in.
"You must be Matt" she said sweetly. She never speaks that sweet to me! "Stellar on L.A is booked. Your party is set. But your photographer canceled." My head shot up. "If you need a photographer, I'm free. I come cheap too "I suggested. Matt shook his head. "Ok Judas, you got the job. Friday at 8 pm. Just like that, I booked my first paying, L.A job. Dirty Work release party, pose for my camera. You can take a dirty picture.
Hey, stop. You don't need this. Put it down, please put it down. Come here. Don't be scared, I won't hurt you. Look at me, I'm safe and I'm warm. Can I hold you? Thanks. You're gonna be alright. You can sleep now if you want, I'll keep my arms around you. Put your head on my shoulder, it's okay. You're okay. I'll never let them hurt you, I promise.