Chapter 1
Brady's POV
After I heard makayla in the woods I just couldn't take it. She thinks I need to grow up? Well that's exactly what I am going to do. I wrote my goodbye letter and placed it on my bed along with my ring. I took one of the balloons and headed off. I knew that I couldn't go back to aunt Nancy's and uncle Bill's. They would just have Masson come and get me. So I decided to head where ever the wind takes me. When I get there I will create a new identity. I will call myself Michel. Michel Musso. I look down from my balloon and see land. I start my decent and land on a white sand beach. I climb out of the basket and grab my stuff. I didn't pack much. Just my backpack with my laptop and my songs that I've written, a small duffel bag with some clothes, and my guitar. I grabbed all my stuff and ditched the balloon. Sadly I did not think to bring any money.
I find my way to a mall. Apparently I am in Miami. I sit down on the side of a fountain and pull out my guitar. I lay the case open in front of me. Then I start playing one of my song that I've written. I call it live like kings. I wrote it back on kinkow and performed it at the harvest festival when I got over that fight with boomer. I really miss those friends but...I'm not king Brady anymore. I'm michel musso. I start to sing with my music.
Life in the city is all we've known, A kinda jungles always been our home, And now all thats changed , it's getting really strange
Five thousand miles in a hot air balloon you get some rain but it ain't a monsoon it's just you and me chasing our destiny
Whatever may come whatever we find i got your back and you got mine
Live like kings that would rule couple of thrones yeah that be cool One things for sure we've always had fun liven the life under the sun
And Whatever crazy things this island brings Were Livin like kings
Water all around me 360 degrees you never know blowing in the breeze or swimming in the seas or liven in those trees
Brothers we've been and brothers will be The only thing that changed is that we´re royalty Live like kings that would rule couple of thrones yeah that be cool One things for sure we've always had fun livin the life under the sun
And Whatever crazy things this island brings Livin like kings.
I finish the song and hear people cheering. People start dropping money in my guitar case. "thank you." I get down on my knees and pick the money out of the case. I count up about $15. That should be enough for me to get something to eat. I am packing up my stuff when 4 kids around my age walk up to me. One of them is a small Latino girl with an apron that says pottery planet and a fake pot on her head. She has wavy brownish hair. Then there is a really tall red head with a lot of freckles. He is wearing striped pants and a t-shirt with a puppy on it. He is carrying a backpack that looked like a suit. Then there was another guy about the same height with blond hair but dressed in a white t-shirt purple hoodie and a black leather jacket. He is wearing jeans with holes in them and hightops. Then there is this small girl (not as small as the Latino girl) she has wavy brown hair just like makayla and was wearing a floral dress. They walk up to me.
"hey I'm Austin," said the blond boy. "and this is my friends dez," he pointed to the guy with red hair, "trish" he pointed to the little Latino "and ally" he pointed to the girl who reminds me of makayla. "we heard you play that song. Your really good."
"thanks" I said kinda shyly.
"what's your name?"
"michel. Michel musso."
"so Michel what are you doing playing here at the mall for money?"
"well...um...you see...I kinda don't have any money so I came here. But honestly I have no idea where I am. I just got here."
"well where are your parents?"
"my mom and dad are dead. Im out here all alone." I decided to leave out the part of having a brother or anything like that.
"aww... I'm so sorry." said ally. She sat next to me and put her arm around me in a comforting way.
"where are you gonna stay?" asked trish.
"I don't know yet. I'm probably just gonna keep moving."
"why don't you stay in sonic boom?! He could stay in the practice room, right ally?" asked dez.
"sure! Follow us and we'll show you to where you can stay."
"I don't want to be a bother to you guys."
"oh it's the least we can do." trish grabbed my wrist and pulled me into a music store. Wow she's strong. Austin and dez grab my stuff for me and carry it in. Trish drags me up the stairs and into a big room. I look around. This place is amazing!
"wow this place is amazing!" I said.
The guys set my stuff down and walk over to me.
"hey so that song you played out there was really great. What's it called?" asked the blond.
"livin like kings"
"you know I happen to be a singer. Ally writes my songs. Trish manages me and dez films my music videos. I am even being recorded by star records!"
"cool. Can you show me something?"
"sure. Ally let's do not a love song. Hit it!"
Ally starts a CD and stands back to watch.
You're always on my mind I think about you all the time Um, no Lets not talk about it Drama - we can live without it Catch a wave if we're bored There's a clock we'll ignore Find a way around it Hey girl, I can tell there's something Even when you say it's nothing When you're playing with your hair Like you just don't care It's a tell, you're bluffing Now please don't take this the wrong way I love the things you do It's how you do the things you love But it's not a love song Not a love song I love the way you get me But correct me if I'm wrong This is not a love song Not a love song I love that you buys the tickets (Uh-huh) And you don't make me watch your chick flick We've come so far, Being just the way we are If it's not broke, don't fix it I can't guess the meaning, When you don't say what you're feeling If you got a broken heart, You can punch me in the arm Now that's what you needed (That's just what you needed) Don't take this the wrong way (Nope) I love the things you do It's how you do the things you love But it's not a love song Not a love song I love the way you get me But correct me if I'm wrong This is not a love song Not a love song I don't speak girl (Like, hey girl!) I don't quite understand a manicure But you're the only friend I'd take a shower for (And I would really do that for you) And I would hold your bags when you go shopping What a guy (What a guy , what a guy , what a guy) What a guy I love the things you do It's how you do the things you love The way you say you'd put me through it I guess I always knew it (I always knew) I love the way you get me, But correct me if I'm wrong This is not a love song (Not a love song) Not a love song (I know it's not a love song) I love the things you do It's how you do the things you love But it's not a love song (No, definitely not a love song) Not a love song I love the way you get me But correct me if I'm wrong This is not a love song (It's not a love song) Not a love song This is not a love song (It's not a love song) Not a love song This is not a love song (It's not a love song) Not a love song
"so what did you think?"
"your really good."
"thanks well its getting dark. I have to lock up the store. Here are some blankets. Sorry there is no bed. You will have to sleep on the couch." said ally while getting blankets out of tue closet and handing them to me.
"no it's fine. So I guess I'll see you guys in the morning."
"yea, night Michel." they walk out of the room and I hear them lock up the store below. I change into my pjamas and lay down on the couch. I pull the covers over me while I try to fall asleep. But I can't. I just keep thinking about kinkow and boomer and all my other friends. I keep thinking of makayla and mason and lanny. Eventually I fall asleep but I dream about everything I left behind. Did I make the right choice leaving?
~the next morning~
I wake up and see Austin and ally siting at the piano bench talking, and dez making a Ginger bread house. I sit up and ally turns to me.
"good morning sleepy head."
"morning. I better get going."
"why you just got here."
"I just don't want to be a bother to you guys. Plus I don't want my...old friends to find me."
"why not?"
"well I ran away for a reason. I was living with my friends but I decided that I needed to be on my own so I packed my things and left."
"well you have to go back sometime. I bet there worried about you."
"I will go back eventually but not now."
"well you can stay here until you decide to go back. They won't find you here. And if they do we will be right here for you."
"fine I'll stay."
