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Title: Scene Change - Prologue: Joel
Rating: It's still the prologue - PG13 i guess
Summary: I suck at these. Benji & Joel fall in love. Duh.
Dislaimer: Don't own, don't know. Untrue.
Notes; For the fantastic fanficers or whatever you want to be called
Hope you enjoy it :D
First Part: Prologue: Benji
“JOEL. GET UP MY DARLING!! ITS YOUR BIRTHDAY!!” I groan.
Wait - what?
It’s my birthday? IT’S MY BRITHDAY!
I’m 17. SEVENTEEN Aww yeah!
I jump out of bed, and check myself out in the mirror. My faux hawk (wanted to try something different) is mashed onto my forehead. So attractive.
I hurriedly grab my clothes for the day, which I previously laid out the night before - don’t judge, at least I got style fools - and put em on.
Next I push up my tresses with a comb and a bit of gelly gel. I stand back to look at the total effect.
I must say I do look quite dashing - White V-neck, tight black jeans and new converse. A slightly well dressed Joel with a great ‘do. Have to look great on this occasion, right? Maybe some good looking older boy will happen to pass by and I can tell him it’s my birthday. Then maybe he’ll wanna give me a gift….
Wow, you’re really becoming a homo now aren’t you Joel?
Shut up brain, stop being so goddamn stereotypical. I’m still bi - boys, girls, they all arouse me.
Denial. Fuck you.
I’m arguing with my brain. I must be on internal crack.
OK, anyways. Time check - I’m anal about the time: 7:42
I have to leave in 15 minutes to catch the bus. DAMN.
I book it down the stairs, Indiana Jones style - NO WAIT - James Bond Style.
Hell yes.
I start humming the theme music but I stop dead in my tracks when I see my granddad. He NEVER visits.
The man is ALWAYS busy at some conference. He started his business, Marcom Fibre Optics from nothing, installing security cameras and some shit, and is a freakin millionaire. Talk about good lineage. But he’s always ‘Out to lunch’ which means he’s somewhere fabulous like Fiji or Tokyo.
Ok why am I standing at the edge of the stairs like a moron?
‘G-Pa!! Its been forever!” I run up to him to give him the polite grandparent hug, but screw it - it turns into an all out bear hug.
“Yes it has son. Happy Birthday my little Joel.”
I give him a look. “Grandpa, you realize I’m 17 today?” Holy lord, I’m so old!
“ I can register to vote, I can drive a car, Apply to universities and, and, and…..And in one year I’m graduating and I can legally perform gay sex!” Wow, did I actually just say that to my Grandpa.
“Well son, I didn’t want to know about that,” he chuckles. He chuckles. Relief.
“Oh Joel! You’re getting so big!” I turn as my mom engulfs me into a ginormous hug.
“Uhh, thanks mom.” If she was in the room seconds earlier, I’d have some essplainin to do. I haven’t told my mom I like both sexes yet.
We hug it out for what seems like eternity. Don’t get me wrong, she’s honestly the love of my life, but she treats me like I’m a 4 year old dependant child.
Once when she dropped me off at hockey practice, she told me to ‘not let the pucks hit me too hard’. Sigh.
Anyways, Time Check - I look at the big clock in my living room - 7: 51.
“Ohhhhh….Mom, Gramps, I have to get to school! Sorry!” I start to march to the door, when my Mom moves to block the way.
“No ya don’t son. Here put this on.” My grandpa tosses to me a piece of what appears to be black fabric. A blindfold?
“Kay…,” obediently I wrap it around my eyes, securing it tightly. “Now what?”
I feel hands on my shoulders, and the door opening.
“Just follow me, my boy”
“Ok, what is this blinder for?”
“You’ll see son.”
“But where are we going?”
“Joel.”
“Sorry, I’m just really excited”
“Well it’s supposed to be a surprise, sweetie” Obviously, mom.
“Alright were here,” Gramps says to me.
“We’re here? We’ve walked like, a millisecond out the door.” Ok, now I’m really curious.
“Ok, blindfold off” I take it off & my jaw slams to the floor.
It’s THE car. The car from the showroom. My dream car! A 69’ Cadillac Calais.
Holy shit, Holy Shit, HOLY SHIT.
“Mine?” is my intelligent response.
“Yes, Joel. She’s all yours.” He plucks some keys out of his pocket and tosses them to me.
I catch them, then everything starts to fade………
“Joel? Sweetheart!?” I wake up in my moms arms. “Are you alright?”
“I’M FANTASTIC!” I startle my mom and she accidentally drops me onto the pavement as she ungrips my body from hers.
I can't believe i fainted. I can't belive i have a car. I HAVE A CAR!
“MOM, I HAVE A CAR! A FUCKING CADILLAC!”
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You Like? Ahaha I didn't realize how ADD i made joel & sorry, but i just had to add that anal thing in there.
Rating: It's still the prologue - PG13 i guess
Summary: I suck at these. Benji & Joel fall in love. Duh.
Dislaimer: Don't own, don't know. Untrue.
Notes; For the fantastic fanficers or whatever you want to be called
Hope you enjoy it :D
First Part: Prologue: Benji
“JOEL. GET UP MY DARLING!! ITS YOUR BIRTHDAY!!” I groan.
Wait - what?
It’s my birthday? IT’S MY BRITHDAY!
I’m 17. SEVENTEEN Aww yeah!
I jump out of bed, and check myself out in the mirror. My faux hawk (wanted to try something different) is mashed onto my forehead. So attractive.
I hurriedly grab my clothes for the day, which I previously laid out the night before - don’t judge, at least I got style fools - and put em on.
Next I push up my tresses with a comb and a bit of gelly gel. I stand back to look at the total effect.
I must say I do look quite dashing - White V-neck, tight black jeans and new converse. A slightly well dressed Joel with a great ‘do. Have to look great on this occasion, right? Maybe some good looking older boy will happen to pass by and I can tell him it’s my birthday. Then maybe he’ll wanna give me a gift….
Wow, you’re really becoming a homo now aren’t you Joel?
Shut up brain, stop being so goddamn stereotypical. I’m still bi - boys, girls, they all arouse me.
Denial. Fuck you.
I’m arguing with my brain. I must be on internal crack.
OK, anyways. Time check - I’m anal about the time: 7:42
I have to leave in 15 minutes to catch the bus. DAMN.
I book it down the stairs, Indiana Jones style - NO WAIT - James Bond Style.
Hell yes.
I start humming the theme music but I stop dead in my tracks when I see my granddad. He NEVER visits.
The man is ALWAYS busy at some conference. He started his business, Marcom Fibre Optics from nothing, installing security cameras and some shit, and is a freakin millionaire. Talk about good lineage. But he’s always ‘Out to lunch’ which means he’s somewhere fabulous like Fiji or Tokyo.
Ok why am I standing at the edge of the stairs like a moron?
‘G-Pa!! Its been forever!” I run up to him to give him the polite grandparent hug, but screw it - it turns into an all out bear hug.
“Yes it has son. Happy Birthday my little Joel.”
I give him a look. “Grandpa, you realize I’m 17 today?” Holy lord, I’m so old!
“ I can register to vote, I can drive a car, Apply to universities and, and, and…..And in one year I’m graduating and I can legally perform gay sex!” Wow, did I actually just say that to my Grandpa.
“Well son, I didn’t want to know about that,” he chuckles. He chuckles. Relief.
“Oh Joel! You’re getting so big!” I turn as my mom engulfs me into a ginormous hug.
“Uhh, thanks mom.” If she was in the room seconds earlier, I’d have some essplainin to do. I haven’t told my mom I like both sexes yet.
We hug it out for what seems like eternity. Don’t get me wrong, she’s honestly the love of my life, but she treats me like I’m a 4 year old dependant child.
Once when she dropped me off at hockey practice, she told me to ‘not let the pucks hit me too hard’. Sigh.
Anyways, Time Check - I look at the big clock in my living room - 7: 51.
“Ohhhhh….Mom, Gramps, I have to get to school! Sorry!” I start to march to the door, when my Mom moves to block the way.
“No ya don’t son. Here put this on.” My grandpa tosses to me a piece of what appears to be black fabric. A blindfold?
“Kay…,” obediently I wrap it around my eyes, securing it tightly. “Now what?”
I feel hands on my shoulders, and the door opening.
“Just follow me, my boy”
“Ok, what is this blinder for?”
“You’ll see son.”
“But where are we going?”
“Joel.”
“Sorry, I’m just really excited”
“Well it’s supposed to be a surprise, sweetie” Obviously, mom.
“Alright were here,” Gramps says to me.
“We’re here? We’ve walked like, a millisecond out the door.” Ok, now I’m really curious.
“Ok, blindfold off” I take it off & my jaw slams to the floor.
It’s THE car. The car from the showroom. My dream car! A 69’ Cadillac Calais.
Holy shit, Holy Shit, HOLY SHIT.
“Mine?” is my intelligent response.
“Yes, Joel. She’s all yours.” He plucks some keys out of his pocket and tosses them to me.
I catch them, then everything starts to fade………
“Joel? Sweetheart!?” I wake up in my moms arms. “Are you alright?”
“I’M FANTASTIC!” I startle my mom and she accidentally drops me onto the pavement as she ungrips my body from hers.
I can't believe i fainted. I can't belive i have a car. I HAVE A CAR!
“MOM, I HAVE A CAR! A FUCKING CADILLAC!”
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You Like? Ahaha I didn't realize how ADD i made joel & sorry, but i just had to add that anal thing in there.