Okay okay okay. chill! gawd.
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When we arrived at his house, he said, “Don’t worry, She’s not here, she went to visit her parents for a few weeks. So you don’t have to worry.” I parked my motorcycle in his garage next to his car. “Um, dad. I need to tell you something.” I said, I had decided to tell him that I was in a band, taking after him and singing my heart out. “Yes? What is it?” he said with a smile still on his face. “Well, I am in a band, and I sing, like you do.” He smiled, he seemed like he was glowing. “Really! That’s great! Can you do everything like me? Wow! This is awesome!” I was so relived that he liked me singing. “Yes, I can match you perfectly. I practice in my room, they cant tell that I’m singing because I have my music on all the time and you cant tell that I’m singing because I match your voice.” I said; he seemed ecstatic. “This is great! Well! You know what this means?” he asked. I shook my head ‘no’. “This means that I’m taking you to the studio tomorrow. We shall see how good you are compared to your old man.” He laughed. “So you are gonna have to rest your voice tonight, you’ll need it!” and he was off.
I couldn’t believe my luck. My dad had found me and taken me in. He is pleased that I am singing, and I couldn’t be happier. Chester was on the phone now, with my mom or Rob I guess. “No, she is fine. Yes, she is here. I don’t think you should talk to her. Yes, she is going to stay with me till she wants to go home. Send Vi over with her clothes. No, she won’t change her mind. Thanks. Bye.” He turned around and said to me, “That was your mum. She’s worried sick, but don’t worry! I got her calmed down. Vi is coming over tonight with some of your clothes.” He walked to the calendar, “Hey! Your birthday is coming up right? Next week! I know just the thing to get you for your birthday! Plus you’ll be getting it tomorrow after you sing for me.” He grinned a somewhat mischievous smile, but I liked it.
He walked upstairs with me trailing behind him. He showed me where my old room was, but he redecorated it for me. It now had posters galore, posters of Linkin Park, pictures of Him and me when I was little. It was painted black, and red. “Your mum told me your room over there was like this, so I figured that you could have it that way here too.” I was in shock. He had made me a perfect room. “Thanks dad!” is all I could say. My room had everything. Everything I’d ever want. An awesome stereo system, all the cds I could possibly want. My dad even put a plaque up saying ‘Number One Daughter’. I have had that since I was 9, and I wasn’t about to take it down. It was already 4am, and I was tired. “Good night dad, and thanks for everything.” I said to him. He smiled at me again, “No problem kiddo. You are always welcome here!” he gave me a hug, kissed my forehead, and said good night.
I slept soundly. Apparently Vi came over at 5am to drop off my stuff. I fell sleep to my fathers voice on ‘One Step Closer’ on repeat. I dreamt like I never did before. All was well for me. For once, I didn’t have to worry about anything. When I got up, Chester was up already. He looked up at me in my Linkin Park shirt and smiled. “You don’t like that band do you?” he asked innocently. I laughed. “Naw, I think they suck.” I said while laughing. “Do you have any Pizza?” I asked. “Of course I do! The microwave is over there,” he said pointing to the microwave. I got some Pepperoni Pizza and nuked it. I ate quietly then asked, “So what is this that I am getting for my birthday?” he grinned. “You’ll just have to wait and see.” I sighed. I wasn’t going to get anything out of him. He told me to go upstairs and get ready for the studio.
I ran upstairs and looked at the suitcase that Vi had brought earlier for me. Yes! He had packed my red and black cargo pants and my black Tank Top. I couldn’t wear anything tight or else I might not be able to sing correctly. I ran back downstairs to find my father ready to leave. I stopped. He sighed. “Don’t worry, Rob wont be there for a few days. That mother of yours has him on House Arrest. The others will be there but not Rob.” He said with a smile. I continued to the garage. He told me not to ride my Bike, that I should ride with him. I obeyed again.
At the studio, he told me to wait in a room. He left me there, and I saw the x-box was set up in there. At once, loads of memories came flooding back to me of when I was younger and I would sit here waiting on my father to be done. Now, I didn’t know why I was waiting. Chester came back and I walked by Mike and the others, they all said, “Good luck Fox!” and was acting like cheerleaders. I couldn’t help but laugh. Chester looked back at them and said, “Yo Mike, start the recording of One Step Closer for little foxxy here. She is going to sing for ya’ll.”
Mike switched a few things and said, “Ready when you are Chaz. Good luck Fox.” Chester and me put on the headphones and stood facing each other. My father nodded to me, I gave him the Thumbs up, and then he nodded to Mike. I heard the song ringing in my ears. I started to sing with him. I matched him perfectly on every part of the song; all of it. When I was done, everyone gave me a big hug and then Chester said to the guys, “Next week is Fox’s birthday, so tonight we are giving her a great 16th birthday present! Guys, meet me there in an hour.” They all nodded and left. This sucked. They all knew what I was getting but me. For an hour, Chester took me to Hot Topic to get new clothes. Man, that was awesome by its self.
After the hour was up, we ended up at a tattoo parlor. “Tonight Fox, you’re getting your first tattoo. That’s your birthday present.” He said as we were walking up to the door. “Really? Sweet.” Is the only thing I could say. I have wanted a tattoo for almost two years now. When we walked in, Chester said hi to the band, and took me to the tattoo artist. “Well Fox, I’ve heard a lot about you. What do you want tonight?” he asked. I looked at my dad, and said, “A tribal Dragon with blue flames. It’s going on my Shoulder to my arm.” Chester smiled. “Alright. Just give me a few to draw It. Oh, and the name’s Dean,” said Dean. “Nice to meet you.” I said. After a few hours at the tattoo parlor, I had my first tattoo. The whole band but Rob was there. I guess it was important to them to be there for my support or something.
“Thanks dad! Thanks guys! This is the best thing I have ever gotten!” I said. “Well, it’s a good thing that you don’t play the drums or else you wouldn’t be able to play for weeks.” Said Mike. We all laughed. “Say! Why don’t we go get some ice cream? I’m in the mood for ice cream. Anyone else?” said my dad. We all agreed to get ice cream.