Post by Zachary Binx on Jul 4, 2007 20:39:16 GMT -5
Zachary woke up a bit early today. Knowing that none of his friends would be awake at this time, he decided that he should get dressed, then maybe call Kazz to hang out or something. Pulling the covers off his body, he stretched and rubbed his eyes. Once he was fully awake, he stepped out of bed and walked to the closet, pulling out his favorite outfit.
After he was dressed, he went to do his hair and put on his fake face in the bathroom. All the hair spray he used nearly killed him, as he couldn't breath from the nasty fumes that filled the medium sized bathroom. He walked across the room to open some windows before he fainted, but slipped on the smooth floor on his way back to the mirror. "Fxcking socks," he said, a tad bit louder than he wanted to. Pulling himself up off the ground, he brushed the dirt from his white shirt and took off the socks, throwing them out of the bathroom.
He put a few final touches on his hair, put in more hair spray, then he was done. He walked over to his bed and grabbed his tie, putting it around his neck. All this took about an hour and a half and he thought Kazz might be up by that time. Picking up the telephone, he rang Kazz and told him that they were going to meet outside of the record shop in a few hours. He figured he'd give him some time to get ready.
In the mean time, Zachary headed to the kitchen and pulled open the ice box. Pulling out the ice cream, he grabbed a spoon and headed to the living room. Plopping down on the couch, he got a spoon full of chocolate ice cream and put it in his mouth, letting it melt on his tongue. Reaching for the remote, he turned on the tube and flipped through the channels until he came to some music videos.
By the time he was halfway through the ice cream and had watched about ten videos, the telephone rang. Knowing that it was Kazz, he picked it up. He talked to him for about two minutes, then put the ice cream away and turned off the tube. Kazz was ready, so he had to go.
Walking down the street, he could see the record shop up ahead, but no Kazz yet. Zachary lived closer to it then he did, so he was bound to get there before him. He stood outside, looking in at all the new records and cd's and things. When he saw a Horrors poster, he wanted to go inside so bad, but instead, he just starred at it, patiently waiting for Kazz.
After he was dressed, he went to do his hair and put on his fake face in the bathroom. All the hair spray he used nearly killed him, as he couldn't breath from the nasty fumes that filled the medium sized bathroom. He walked across the room to open some windows before he fainted, but slipped on the smooth floor on his way back to the mirror. "Fxcking socks," he said, a tad bit louder than he wanted to. Pulling himself up off the ground, he brushed the dirt from his white shirt and took off the socks, throwing them out of the bathroom.
He put a few final touches on his hair, put in more hair spray, then he was done. He walked over to his bed and grabbed his tie, putting it around his neck. All this took about an hour and a half and he thought Kazz might be up by that time. Picking up the telephone, he rang Kazz and told him that they were going to meet outside of the record shop in a few hours. He figured he'd give him some time to get ready.
In the mean time, Zachary headed to the kitchen and pulled open the ice box. Pulling out the ice cream, he grabbed a spoon and headed to the living room. Plopping down on the couch, he got a spoon full of chocolate ice cream and put it in his mouth, letting it melt on his tongue. Reaching for the remote, he turned on the tube and flipped through the channels until he came to some music videos.
By the time he was halfway through the ice cream and had watched about ten videos, the telephone rang. Knowing that it was Kazz, he picked it up. He talked to him for about two minutes, then put the ice cream away and turned off the tube. Kazz was ready, so he had to go.
Walking down the street, he could see the record shop up ahead, but no Kazz yet. Zachary lived closer to it then he did, so he was bound to get there before him. He stood outside, looking in at all the new records and cd's and things. When he saw a Horrors poster, he wanted to go inside so bad, but instead, he just starred at it, patiently waiting for Kazz.
