Chapter 1: Arrivals (OC's POV)
I took the final step off of the airplane, and, taking in my surroundings, pulled out my iPod. I wasn't in the mood for Forever the Sickest Kids anymore, so I flipped through my music and finally decided on The Almost, and with Aaron Gillespie narrating, I headed to the baggage claim.
Before I go any farther, I should probably introduce myself. My name's Gavin, I'm 17 years old, and music is my life, especially pop punk. I have brown hair that's wavy and sort of long. I'm about 5 foot 11, and super freaking skinny. I wear glasses, and have pretty much my whole life. I wear skinny jeans and t-shirts most of the time, though I had a tank on at the moment, being August in southern California. I grew up in San Diego, actually down the street from Drake Parker.
Anyway, my cousin Robbie shot me a text and told me that they would be waiting for me near the baggage claim. I texted back that I got the message, and continued on my path.
Robbie's POV
I couldn't wait to see Gavin. Him going to Hollywood Arts will make my popularity skyrocket, not that that's the only thing that matters to me. He's really cool in the being popular sense, but we still have a lot in common, including a love of science fiction, and romantic comedies. I couldn't stop watching the walkway, hoping to see him before my parents. Then, finally, I caught a glimpse of him as he turned the corner on the floor above us. I lost track of him momentarily, and saw him again as he stepped on the escalator. A huge grin broke out on my face. I couldn't help it, I was so happy.
Gavin's POV:
I saw Robbie immediately. His hair helped, but what caught my eye was a similar looking, sans glasses, but better dressed puppet attached to his left hand. I stepped on the escalator and slowly floated down to the level he was on, and immediately headed to greet him. After greeting him and his parents, the puppet looked at me and said, "Aren't you gonna introduce me to the gank?"
I gave him a questioning look and asked Robbie hesitantly, "Gank?"
"I'll explain later," he said, and continued, saying, "Rex, this is Gavin. Gavin, this is Rex."
"Nice to meet you. . . Rex."
"Whatever, gank."
I lifted my eyebrow and looked at Robbie. He shrugged, and motioned outside.
"We may as well head out to the car. I drove here directly from school, so you can get a ride with me."
That was a relief. As nice as they were, I didn't exactly enjoy the notion of a car ride with his parents. My aunt and uncle were. . . odd to say the least.
Rex distracted me from my thoughts and said, "Hurry up, nerd. I get shotgun."