POD owns Outkast not me...
"Yea, I'm an outkast but don't count me out." I think was the first thing I said to the ducks right before my very first team meeting with them, taking their precious Banksie's spot.
I'm an outkast
"Yea, I'm an outkast but don't count me out." I think was the first thing I said to the ducks right before my very first team meeting with them, taking their precious Banksie's spot.
I'm an outkast
But don't count me out
I was thinking about them on my way home. I stood in the airport terminal scanning the crowd for my older brother, knowing it would be the last time I thought about the ducks this summer. I had more important things to do. I spotted the group of about nine.
"Whas up my underground dwellaz?" I asked as we piled into the gigantic rusty van.
"Nothin but, roamin beneath the cellars." My brother Jerome replied.
"Got any new?" I asked seriously. Jerome nodded.
"A Hindu couple in there mid-teens. There land lord kicked them out because he said they were to middle eastern to live with him." Dakota said. Me and Jerome live by ourselves with about 4 extra rooms and a cellar or basement. So we started taking in our friends and then some of the less fortunate. Me and Jerome share a room, are friend occupy the other four. The Fire twins Donte and Datwon, share one room, Davis Northern and Kojo Hail take up another, our resident Latino's TJ McClain and Alejondro Quintez have the next and however The Hester Brothers have there own place. The extra rooms in both houses including the cellars are given to the homeless of L.A. We can't tell any one though. The government failed us with this system; if we ain't living how they tell us then they can take me away from Jerome because it's considered child endangerment. So we've made our home a hideaway place, its safe, for all. We rode home in silence and pulled up at our house. Dakota and Mycheal Hester went to their house next to ours and we went into ours. When we entered we saw all the people we had taken in scattered around the house. There were 9 homeless people all together. Antoinette Lee and her 9 year old Daughter Esi Lee, Ahyoko and Ky Yinn with their two children Charlotte their 10 year old girl and Lanni their 7 yr old son, and Jacob Ryan a really cool black man. Sitting at the table were two that I didn't recognize.
"Um, hi I'm Russ Tyler, Jerome's little brother." I said. The Indian man extended his hand.
"I'm Hasheem Fareed and she's Ysabel Fareed." He said in spars English.
"Why are you here?" I asked stupidly. Hasheem's eyes grew angry.
"They raise a nation of hate, Erase a man for his faith. They feed us lies" He says gesturing between him and his wife. The couple looked no older then 16. "They dress my King in false disguise." He paused then stares at my brother.
"Behind those eyes, soul of a savior I recognize. No compromise, while the world becomes corrupt with santinistic power." He said. I picked up my luggage and took my stuff to my room followed by Jerome.
"Man, I think that guys a few players short of a hockey team." I say. He nods slightly.
"The woman is calmer and more reassuring of his sanity." Jerome replied as he helped me put my things away. "He's just a bit angry wouldn't you be if they kicked you off the hockey team for being black?" I nodded slightly.
"Tonight we break the surface for lives" Alejandro said dramatically falling onto my bed.
"Hey, your rooms down the hall." I say throwing a balled up pair of socks at him. TJ rolled his eyes as he stood leaning against the door frame.
"It's true thought, tonight We coming up." Jerome said. 'Coming up' is basically having everyone claim there bedding area and reevaluate room we had. Just then we heard the door swing open and a few screams. TJ, Alex, Jerome and I rushed down stairs. Aron Lee was hugging Esi and Antoinette happily then he looked up at us.
"We got the house, they even said we could move in tonight." Aron said with a smile.
"Congrats, Ron." I said with a smirk. He glanced at me I guess he hadn't realized I had come home.
"How's it goin Rusty?" He asked matching my smile. We all congratulated them and Jerome gave them 100 dollars he had managed to scrounge up. It was about 10 o'clock when we finally got everyone to the spot (except the Lee family) and took our rooming survey.
"We have 4 empty cots in the basement." TJ announced as we walked outside to meet the Hester's.
"Yo, Dakota, Mycheal!" Alex yelled impatiently as he through a rock at the door. The rock bounced off the wood door and the two came out.
Underground dwellaz, roaming beneath the cellars
I was thinking about them on my way home. I stood in the airport terminal scanning the crowd for my older brother, knowing it would be the last time I thought about the ducks this summer. I had more important things to do. I spotted the group of about nine.
"Whas up my underground dwellaz?" I asked as we piled into the gigantic rusty van.
"Nothin but, roamin beneath the cellars." My brother Jerome replied.
"Got any new?" I asked seriously. Jerome nodded.
"A Hindu couple in there mid-teens. There land lord kicked them out because he said they were to middle eastern to live with him." Dakota said. Me and Jerome live by ourselves with about 4 extra rooms and a cellar or basement. So we started taking in our friends and then some of the less fortunate. Me and Jerome share a room, are friend occupy the other four. The Fire twins Donte and Datwon, share one room, Davis Northern and Kojo Hail take up another, our resident Latino's TJ McClain and Alejondro Quintez have the next and however The Hester Brothers have there own place. The extra rooms in both houses including the cellars are given to the homeless of L.A. We can't tell any one though. The government failed us with this system; if we ain't living how they tell us then they can take me away from Jerome because it's considered child endangerment. So we've made our home a hideaway place, its safe, for all. We rode home in silence and pulled up at our house. Dakota and Mycheal Hester went to their house next to ours and we went into ours. When we entered we saw all the people we had taken in scattered around the house. There were 9 homeless people all together. Antoinette Lee and her 9 year old Daughter Esi Lee, Ahyoko and Ky Yinn with their two children Charlotte their 10 year old girl and Lanni their 7 yr old son, and Jacob Ryan a really cool black man. Sitting at the table were two that I didn't recognize.
"Um, hi I'm Russ Tyler, Jerome's little brother." I said. The Indian man extended his hand.
"I'm Hasheem Fareed and she's Ysabel Fareed." He said in spars English.
"Why are you here?" I asked stupidly. Hasheem's eyes grew angry.
"They raise a nation of hate, Erase a man for his faith. They feed us lies" He says gesturing between him and his wife. The couple looked no older then 16. "They dress my King in false disguise." He paused then stares at my brother.
"Behind those eyes, soul of a savior I recognize. No compromise, while the world becomes corrupt with santinistic power." He said. I picked up my luggage and took my stuff to my room followed by Jerome.
"Man, I think that guys a few players short of a hockey team." I say. He nods slightly.
"The woman is calmer and more reassuring of his sanity." Jerome replied as he helped me put my things away. "He's just a bit angry wouldn't you be if they kicked you off the hockey team for being black?" I nodded slightly.
"Tonight we break the surface for lives" Alejandro said dramatically falling onto my bed.
"Hey, your rooms down the hall." I say throwing a balled up pair of socks at him. TJ rolled his eyes as he stood leaning against the door frame.
"It's true thought, tonight We coming up." Jerome said. 'Coming up' is basically having everyone claim there bedding area and reevaluate room we had. Just then we heard the door swing open and a few screams. TJ, Alex, Jerome and I rushed down stairs. Aron Lee was hugging Esi and Antoinette happily then he looked up at us.
"We got the house, they even said we could move in tonight." Aron said with a smile.
"Congrats, Ron." I said with a smirk. He glanced at me I guess he hadn't realized I had come home.
"How's it goin Rusty?" He asked matching my smile. We all congratulated them and Jerome gave them 100 dollars he had managed to scrounge up. It was about 10 o'clock when we finally got everyone to the spot (except the Lee family) and took our rooming survey.
"We have 4 empty cots in the basement." TJ announced as we walked outside to meet the Hester's.
"Yo, Dakota, Mycheal!" Alex yelled impatiently as he through a rock at the door. The rock bounced off the wood door and the two came out.
Underground dwellaz, roaming beneath the cellars
Failed us with this system, ain't living how they tell us
Hideaway place, it's safe, they raise a nation of hate
Erase a man for his faith
They feed us lies, dress up my King in false disguise
Behind those eyes, soul of a savior I recognize
No compromise, while the whole world becomes corrupt
Tonight we break the surface for lives, We coming up
After about an hour and 30 minutes the Dakota and Mycheal had there three spots filled and we had to of ours.
"After about another 30 minutes we should head back." Jerome advised as he led us left onto the main road. I saw a tall, but very young girl standing there leaning over something.
"Excuse me!" Jerome called to her as we approached. She looked at us with classic dear in the headlights look. The girl had messy brown hair and huge brown eyes leaning over a small boy with brownish blond hair. They were both slightly tanned but it was obvious they were Caucasian or White which ever you prefer.
"How old are you?" I asked softly and slowly.
"Eight." She said softly and scared.
"And how old is he?" TJ asked.
"Four." She said getting slightly braver.
"No worry's nothings gonna happen to ya." Alex said.
"brother take my hand" she whispered to the half asleep boy in front of her.
"She's weirded out. Let's separate ourselves, Ya know step back." I whispered to Jerome and he nodded and whispered to the group to do so.
"Don't you want to leave this place behind?" Datwon said kneeling in front of her. She nodded.
"Then come with us, we can take you to a place were you get a bed and food and a home. Two other kids live there." Donte said. She smiled. She must have just realized they were twins. The little boy woke up and rubbed his eyes with his dirty hands.
"What about Matt?" She asked wrapping her free arm around the boys chest and pulling him closer to her.
"He can come to." Jerome said gently. She stood slowly as did the boy.
"Do you want to come with us?" I asked she nodded. I smiled.
"Whats your name." I asked.
"Natalie Johansen." She said slightly suspicious still. As we walked I hung back as did the two kids. Natalie kept glancing over her shoulder.
"Wanna make leaving easier?" I asked. She nodded.
"Then don't ever look back." I whispered. We walked to the house and set-up places for our newest members and let them eat and take showers.
Brother take my hand
After about an hour and 30 minutes the Dakota and Mycheal had there three spots filled and we had to of ours.
"After about another 30 minutes we should head back." Jerome advised as he led us left onto the main road. I saw a tall, but very young girl standing there leaning over something.
"Excuse me!" Jerome called to her as we approached. She looked at us with classic dear in the headlights look. The girl had messy brown hair and huge brown eyes leaning over a small boy with brownish blond hair. They were both slightly tanned but it was obvious they were Caucasian or White which ever you prefer.
"How old are you?" I asked softly and slowly.
"Eight." She said softly and scared.
"And how old is he?" TJ asked.
"Four." She said getting slightly braver.
"No worry's nothings gonna happen to ya." Alex said.
"brother take my hand" she whispered to the half asleep boy in front of her.
"She's weirded out. Let's separate ourselves, Ya know step back." I whispered to Jerome and he nodded and whispered to the group to do so.
"Don't you want to leave this place behind?" Datwon said kneeling in front of her. She nodded.
"Then come with us, we can take you to a place were you get a bed and food and a home. Two other kids live there." Donte said. She smiled. She must have just realized they were twins. The little boy woke up and rubbed his eyes with his dirty hands.
"What about Matt?" She asked wrapping her free arm around the boys chest and pulling him closer to her.
"He can come to." Jerome said gently. She stood slowly as did the boy.
"Do you want to come with us?" I asked she nodded. I smiled.
"Whats your name." I asked.
"Natalie Johansen." She said slightly suspicious still. As we walked I hung back as did the two kids. Natalie kept glancing over her shoulder.
"Wanna make leaving easier?" I asked. She nodded.
"Then don't ever look back." I whispered. We walked to the house and set-up places for our newest members and let them eat and take showers.
Brother take my hand
Lets separate ourselves
Leave behind this place
Don't ever look back
A couple of weeks later, there was a knock at the door. I and Jerome looked nervously at each other. All the people who lived there and the Hester brothers knew they could walk right on in. The only person who didn't just walk right in was the social services chic but even she calls ahead.
"Just a minute!" Jerome called as he quickly but quietly ushered everyone into the basement. I went up stairs to my room and through on my head phones pretending to read a hockey magazine, to fake the look of innocence.
"Hey, its just Aron, Toni and Esi!" Jerome shout and everyone comes out from there spaces. I walked down the stairs.
"Dude, it's a door, an unlocked one at that, just open and pull and your in." I said picking up Esi and hugging the girl. She had grown on me like a little sister.
"We got a small house but its big for us with a normal sized cellar but we'd be more then happy to help house the fellow strays." Aron said in a half joking half serious way. That night we had a small celebration and have Aron and Antoinette say what the others called the oath. It was written along time ago by Aimee Morgans, the very first person we put up in this dump. She was a talented writer on the brink of being big, but didn't have enough cash to support herself. She still keeps in touch and even sends us donations. Jerome stood and gestured for Toni and Aron to stand.
"Of course you know to repeat after me and the other members." By members he meant himself, me, the Hesters, the fire twins, Alex, TJ, Davis and Kojo.
"We protect every disgraced man and his family in his time of peril for they are the true survivors of the wasteland." We started the oath and then they repeated
"They must be looking for a home of their own, however cut short by situation. With no place to run and no place to hide." We said taking a pause for them to repeat before continuing. "and now my friend its time for you to stand on your own, we form a Militia, coalition, not of this world but more heavenly." I almost had to laugh at that part. I don't know what that red-head was on when she wrote this; then again Aimee was a sunshine and rainbows person.
"We are a resistance, we are the alliance. We freedom fighters, its honor we defend. We follow truth and never your trends." We finished. Every one went back to the actual celebrating.
"What is that?" Natalie asked in happy amusement. She does kind of remind me of Aimee.
"Its an oath, our secret code." I told her. She smiled.
"Can you teach it to me?" She asked hopefully. I nodded and did so. Natalie quickly learned memorizing the lovely words.
Disgraced man, survivors of the wasteland,
A couple of weeks later, there was a knock at the door. I and Jerome looked nervously at each other. All the people who lived there and the Hester brothers knew they could walk right on in. The only person who didn't just walk right in was the social services chic but even she calls ahead.
"Just a minute!" Jerome called as he quickly but quietly ushered everyone into the basement. I went up stairs to my room and through on my head phones pretending to read a hockey magazine, to fake the look of innocence.
"Hey, its just Aron, Toni and Esi!" Jerome shout and everyone comes out from there spaces. I walked down the stairs.
"Dude, it's a door, an unlocked one at that, just open and pull and your in." I said picking up Esi and hugging the girl. She had grown on me like a little sister.
"We got a small house but its big for us with a normal sized cellar but we'd be more then happy to help house the fellow strays." Aron said in a half joking half serious way. That night we had a small celebration and have Aron and Antoinette say what the others called the oath. It was written along time ago by Aimee Morgans, the very first person we put up in this dump. She was a talented writer on the brink of being big, but didn't have enough cash to support herself. She still keeps in touch and even sends us donations. Jerome stood and gestured for Toni and Aron to stand.
"Of course you know to repeat after me and the other members." By members he meant himself, me, the Hesters, the fire twins, Alex, TJ, Davis and Kojo.
"We protect every disgraced man and his family in his time of peril for they are the true survivors of the wasteland." We started the oath and then they repeated
"They must be looking for a home of their own, however cut short by situation. With no place to run and no place to hide." We said taking a pause for them to repeat before continuing. "and now my friend its time for you to stand on your own, we form a Militia, coalition, not of this world but more heavenly." I almost had to laugh at that part. I don't know what that red-head was on when she wrote this; then again Aimee was a sunshine and rainbows person.
"We are a resistance, we are the alliance. We freedom fighters, its honor we defend. We follow truth and never your trends." We finished. Every one went back to the actual celebrating.
"What is that?" Natalie asked in happy amusement. She does kind of remind me of Aimee.
"Its an oath, our secret code." I told her. She smiled.
"Can you teach it to me?" She asked hopefully. I nodded and did so. Natalie quickly learned memorizing the lovely words.
Disgraced man, survivors of the wasteland,
Looking for a home of his own
No place to run, no place to hide
It's time for you to stand on your own
Militia, coalition, not of this world Resistance, we the alliance
We freedom fighters, its honor we defend
We follow truth and never your trends
I came home during the spring break from the college I attended along with the ducks. When I opened the door, eighteen year old Natalie greeted me.
"I got a house for me and Matthew!" She said happily. "Best of all I wanna help house people." She said in what seemed like one breathe. I leaned back and smiled.
"Good goin Nate." I said with a smirk as I leaned back to take a good look at her. She is so different from the street toughened little eight year old who said brother take my hand, even though now he's fourteen and she's eighteen she still is a bit protective. The girl who let us separate before leaving this place and not ever looking back. The next day she proudly recited the Oath by heart. She smiled and winked at me with a little glitter in her eye.
"Our secret code..." My younger voice squeaked inside my head. Naw, she's still the insecure little girl, in a grown up body.
Brother take my hand
I came home during the spring break from the college I attended along with the ducks. When I opened the door, eighteen year old Natalie greeted me.
"I got a house for me and Matthew!" She said happily. "Best of all I wanna help house people." She said in what seemed like one breathe. I leaned back and smiled.
"Good goin Nate." I said with a smirk as I leaned back to take a good look at her. She is so different from the street toughened little eight year old who said brother take my hand, even though now he's fourteen and she's eighteen she still is a bit protective. The girl who let us separate before leaving this place and not ever looking back. The next day she proudly recited the Oath by heart. She smiled and winked at me with a little glitter in her eye.
"Our secret code..." My younger voice squeaked inside my head. Naw, she's still the insecure little girl, in a grown up body.
Brother take my hand
Let separate ourselves
Leave behind this place
Don't ever look back
I drove Matt to his first Basket ball practice. When he got there I could tell he felt a little out of place, this team had been together half a season but one of the team mates moved so he filled the guys spot.
"So you Matt..." One of the only two girls on the team said. He nodded. Then he did something I least expected.
"I'm an outkast but, don't count me out." I leaned against the fence awaiting there reaction.
I'm an outkast
I drove Matt to his first Basket ball practice. When he got there I could tell he felt a little out of place, this team had been together half a season but one of the team mates moved so he filled the guys spot.
"So you Matt..." One of the only two girls on the team said. He nodded. Then he did something I least expected.
"I'm an outkast but, don't count me out." I leaned against the fence awaiting there reaction.
I'm an outkast
But don't count me out
About this time Nate came jogging up in sweats. I was braced for there reaction.
"Hmm... At least brace your self like a man." Natalie said with a sly smile as she playfully hit me on the chest.
Brace yourself like a man
A/N: I can honestly say I never until now saw Russ like that. Shows what you can do when ya wing it :-P
About this time Nate came jogging up in sweats. I was braced for there reaction.
"Hmm... At least brace your self like a man." Natalie said with a sly smile as she playfully hit me on the chest.
Brace yourself like a man
A/N: I can honestly say I never until now saw Russ like that. Shows what you can do when ya wing it :-P