Nat had woken up the next morning and was surprised to see Alex not in his bed. Having a shower and getting dressed he headed downstairs and found Alex in his boxers buried beneath a ton of empty can of lemon lime soda on the sofa. Nat hadn't told Alex they were kicking him out and he didn't want to be there when he found out. In fact Nat hadn't even told his dad, but he assumed both he and Juanita would be there. A few hours later and Nat had assumed right, Juanita had arrived and with a lot of nagging and coxing had convince Alex to get dressed. Alex look warn out and even his do-rag couldn't hide his untidy hair. Alex felt down and tired as the constant binge of lemon lime soda took it's toll.
Juanita turned the TV on to MTV and saw they were beginning a Press Conference with the Naked Brothers Band.
"Why are they holding a conference without you Alex?" Juanita asked directing Alex's attention to the TV.
'We are minutes away from a massive announcement from the Naked Brothers, here the come…" And the band walked in and took their seats Alex seat had been occupied by Cole causing interest in the crowd. The babble finally died down and Cooper began to speak. "The Naked Brothers Band would like to welcome Cole Hawkins who is rejoining the band… He will be replacing Alex Wolff on drums…" A large murmur rolled through the crowd as Cooper tried to continue.
"The cowards! Couldn't even tell you to your face." Juanita said angrily turning to look at Alex.
Alex look 100x worse then he did before as the words slowly sunk in. To add insult to injury the conference had finished and the media had seen fit to reply a sound bit.
"He will be replacing Alex Wolff on drums…"
After the tenth time, Juanita finally had enough sense to turn the TV off.
"Are you ok Alex?" she asked quietly.
"Alex?" Mr Wolff asked looking over at his son.
"Can you guy's just leave me alone for while?" Alex said slowly and quietly.
Both Juanita and Mr Wolff looked at each other, then slowly getting up head in to the dinning room.
Alex sunk down on the chair. After a few minutes he reached behind the sofa cushions and pulled out ten cans lemon lime soda. Alex then slowly and mournfully drank them until he finally submitted spilling the eighth can on the floor.