"I've always dreamed that at the age of 18 I'll move to Elstow in the United Kingdom, Aka the city of rock and roll, to become a musician. Go to Rock and Roll Park and find a band, or make one I don't care. I always told my parents this, my friends this. So I never really made any friends back in the US so when I did move I wouldn't miss anyone. I did have some friends that really would miss me though. They even came with me to the airport and said there goodbyes. My parents came as well and said their goodbyes. When they were done I entered the plane with my guitar in hand.
So that's the context of this story. And I know what your asking, why write a book about this Codie? Oh by the way, my name's Codie Riedo. A fox from a small town called Algona, Iowa. Okay anyways, why write a book about this Codie? Well the reason is because I want to record this. Me becoming a musician just like Angus Scattergood, and also that new, dog, guy everyone keeps talking about. Well anyways, I'm just going to record every day in this book like a teenage girl's diary. Okay, see you next time I write!"
I close my book and stow it in my backpack. I look outside the plane window, we were circling the city getting ready to land. The plane shudders and shakes as it makes straightens out and makes it descent. The plane touches down on the asphalt leaving skid marks. The engine's blast in reverse to slow down the beast and eventually we slow down to a taxing pace. I smile and put my earbuds on.
(Space Junk by Wang Chung is played)
The plane docks to the airport and everybody exits the vessel. I grab my guitar and follow them. I push out of the door and into the airport while silently drumming my fingers to the beat of the music.
After getting my luggage I finally get out of the airport. The new sights and smells were gorgeous! The cars that went by and the signs and posters that were everywhere. It was just like I imagined. I didn't know what to do first, go to my apartment to get some sleep and deal with the jet lag or go to Rock and Roll Park? I thought about it for a complete second. Rock and Roll Park. I start to run over there, music blaring in my ears. About there! I see the sta- shopping cart!
Bang! I crash into the cart at high speed almost knocking it over. My earbuds fly off and go into a open drain. "Crap." I say. I look around hoping nobody saw, seeing no one I quickly put the shopping cart back and awkwardly go back to where I was going. I go up the steps to Rock and Roll Park to be greeted by music. I walk through the park listening to every song a band is playing.
"...Woooooooah o' woah sweet child o' miiiiiiine..."
"...Never going to give you up..."
"...It's the final countdown!..."
"...Take me down to Paradise City where the grass is gr..."
"...It's the eye of the tiger!..."
"..."
"Never made it as a wise man.. I couldn't cut it as a..."
Wait, what was that last one? "I tried living as a blind ma-" No not that one. "...". An empty lot? I've never heard of such thing. I look over to the lot just to see a band getting ready to perform. Oh... never mind. I walk through the park, no band in need of a guitar player.
The next day, no one.
The day after that, no one.
The day after the day after that, no one.
The day after the day after the day after that, no one.
The day after the day after the day after the day after that:
"Not much to say.. Umm I haven't found a band yet. I'm gonna try one more time but I'm thinking of starting my own band now. I don't even know anybody! How am I supposed to make a band!"
I grit my teeth and throw the journal away. "God, who would know finding a freaking band to join would be so hard? Ugh!" I sat there on my couch, calming myself down by strumming my guitar lightly until it all just washed away and I was playing a song. Snap! A string broke. I curse under my breath. I groan and reach for my box with spare parts.
I pull out the string in my guitar and start to put the new one in. Listening to the trams go past I realize I hear another guitar strumming.
"Oh I am searching... trying to find my luck... because I'm just sitting here... on a city street. Trying to make a penny or two... Oo Oo..." I quickly crawl to the window. Under it was a vixen playing a guitar and singing her song. It was actually pretty good, I got distracted from listening to it that I knocked a plant pot that was on the ledge over, luckily I caught it before it got out of my reach only having a couple of pieces of dirt float down.
I sigh with relief, and then it slips out of my hand. Spiraling down and smashing against the concrete, "Holy Sugared Honey Iced Tea!" She quickly looks up to where the source was and laughs lightly, "Ha-umm... This.. this isn't the potted plant I ordered."
I blush from embarrassment. "I am... So sorry... Umm just wait a second," I go back into my room, hesitating for a second before quickly running out the door while I'm putting my jacket on. I quickly go down the stairs and round the corner. She was standing there waiting with her hands on her hips. I look down at the mess that's on the floor, "Ah crap..." I look up at her, "Umm hi. I'm Codie." I say, holding out my hand. She shakes it.
"I'm Crystal."
I look around awkwardly, "So umm... What can I do?"
"I don't know, all I know is that you nearly dropped a pot on my head."
"I know, I know.." I ponder for a second, I look behind her to see her guitar case, "Ah! Here wait a second." I run upstairs and grab my guitar after fixing it quickly. I run back downstairs.
"Your giving me your guitar?" She asks, seeing my guitar.
"No, I'm going to help you make money here," I say pointing where she was sitting.
"You-your going to help me do this?" She laughs.
"Seriously, I am."
She looks me over, "Okay, I won't take up a chance to make some money." She sits down where she was earlier.
I sit down beside her. "So what song we doing?" I ask.
"Just do what you feel like, we'll find something." And that's what we did. I tried some songs, she tried some songs, they didn't seem to work so we did some free style and it seemed to work. We played for what? Two or three hours?
I was lost in the song we were playing. "Hey!" I look up, there was a wolf coming down the sidewalk. Was he pointing at me?
"Tyler?" Crystal says, quickly getting up.
"Who's this?" He yells, pointing at me. I stand up. "Is this that Noah guy?"
"Me? M-"
"Yeah you!" He yells.
"Tyler leave him alone." Crystal begs.
"You can't tell me what to do!" He screams and shoves her to the wall, she lands on her guitar making a loud snap as it breaks.
"Dude!" I say reaching to pick Crystal up.
"Stay back!" He yells, pushing me onto the street. At this time a large crowd has started to form.
"Hey dude.. Calm down." I say fearfully. Cars racing past me.
"Are you telling me what to do? I own this town! You can't tell me what to do!" He shoves me one more time, I'm in hard traffic now. "You can't tell me what to do! I'll beat you down till you'll be begging for your momma! Do you want me t-"
Ring Ring Ring! The tram goes by, right between me him. As soon as it started it ende- Oh crap I'm in the air! I get thrown back to the sidewalk. I quickly get up, staring right at him. He starts to walk back towards me when a bus goes past, blocking him from me. Without thinking I grab Crystal's arm and help her get up as quickly as I can. "Where are we going?" She asks drowsily. I don't respond and quickly pick up our other guitars with my other hand.
"HEY! Where are you taking here!" Footsteps start thundering towards me.
"Hey get down!" "Put the weapon away!" "Get the heck down!" "He-" Bzzt! I sit Crystal down on the steps, putting the guitars near her. I turn around to the scene. It was like a scene from a movie, Tyler is tased on the ground. An officer is sitting on the ground with a broken piece of wood near him. One officer was putting his taser away. The last officer was running to put the cuffs on Tyler. More police cars were showing up, to help with the arrest and control the civilians.
Crystal was out of it, in a tired daze, so I put her on my small couch. The paramedics said she'll be fine and didn't take her to the hospital.
I talked to the police for about an hour. Names, what happened, who was involved, and that type of stuff. When I was done I was worn out. I walked into my apartment, threw my jacket on the table and flopped on my bed. Falling asleep almost instantly.
God, finally it's done! This was tiring but I got it done now. Okay context now: I saw the movie and was like huh. This is an interesting world, I'll make something out of this. So I've been working on this since the last chapter post. Okay, I just want to post this now so I'm gonna wrap this up. As always, this is ZacharyOCW, signing off!