Post by El León Azul on Aug 3, 2017 6:07:05 GMT -5
The next morning, Honey wakes up and Alechs is all packed up. He laid her stuff out along with a bag.
Alechs: Morning my sunshine.
The clock reads 6:30AM.
Alechs: We got a drive ahead of us. Get packed up. We will get some food on the road.
Honey adjusts to the room lighting and rubs her eyes.
Honey: Is it, like going to be a long trip?
Honey says wondering about bathroom breaks and the sorts as she gets out of bed in her baggy shorts and long top she wore to bed.
Alechs: Yeah a few hours. Make sure to pee before we leave. Lots of desert.
He was excited.
Honey: And dessert too
Honey says Licking her lips at the thought of sharing a pie topped with whipped cream as a pit stop.
Honey: I call dibs on the bathroom.
Honey says running in and locking the door to get herself ready.
He laughs, he already used it. He tied up his sneakers and took his bag to his truck.
Honey spends a lot of time to perfect her hair with curlers, make up, perfume. She comes out looking natural but with a little highlight on her cheeks and lashes a little longer. Honey strolls in to get herself some clothes. A grey hoodie that she can seal up and some baggy gray sweatpants with some basic white trainers to stay out of sight like Alechs forewarned her.
Alechs got some music set in the truck as he had all of his stuff loaded up.
Alechs walks back inside and up to their room.
Alechs: All ready babe?
Honey nods and brings with her a whistle she puts around her neck.
Honey: Ready.
Honey says taking his hand and goes to the truck, getting help in and puts on her seat belt.
They pull out of the driveway as he puts some Machine Gun Kelly on the stereo. They head down the street towards the interstate for their drive.
Honey: So we get to see all the sights and stuff, like, um, your school and friends and Stuff?
Alechs: You do not want to see my school. It's a shitty place. And my homies, the ones in the hood. Sure.
They get on the highway as they head towards Los Angeles.
Alechs: Remember. Keep quiet and stick by my side there. Okay?
Honey: I have my hood to be, like, invisible. I made my hair curly so I can hide it and, like, it won't poke out and stuff.
Honey says showing some fashion smarts.
Honey: And I have my whistle, people will come to help if we get into trouble.
Alechs: Hand me the whistle.
Honey takes it off her and puts it in his hand.
He rolls down the window and throws it out onto the highway.
Alechs: No one is going to come help with a whistle blowing. Don't try to be smart, just listen to me and stick by me. Please.
He takes her hand.
Honey: Alechs! MY WHISTLE
Honey looks visibly heartbroken by the whistle going out the window.
Honey: I've had that since I started school, it's from Omaha!
Alechs: I will buy you a new one. It's just a whistle. And if you blew it, people would not take too kindly to us.
Honey: But that whistle is special...
She seems highly distraught he'd throw away one of her most precious possessions and shatter her trust.
He groans.
Alechs: Sorry. I thought it was just a whistle.
He looks and makes a U Turn, and heads back to where he tossed it out. He remembered there was a sign and stops. He gets out and looks around, finally finding it. He gets back into the truck.
Alechs: Here. But please, leave it in the truck.
Honey grabs it and uses her sleeve to rub off the dust and dirt to see her name engraved on the side and "Wonder" on the other.
Honey: Thank you, and I will. I don't want it to be stolen, or thrown away...
Alechs: I am sorry babe.
He doesn't know what to say as they head down the highway. Honey has herself a tiny nap until Alechs nudges her.
Alechs: Honey, wake up. Wake up...
Honey gets her eyes open but talks as if she's dreaming.
Honey: Alechs, no more cotton candy, you're going to explode...
Alechs: What are you talking about, Honey? We are just getting into LA.
The neighborhood begins to show some questionable buildings and places. There are people standing around in groups as she sees some tall apartment buildings that are quite faded.
Honey immediately tries to push down on the already locked car door to be extra safe.
Honey: this doesn't look like the pictures with Disneyland.
Alechs: This is where I grew up.
Honey sees a group of guys handing things to each other as Alechs pulls into the lot of one of the tall buildings.
Honey pulls up her hood and tightens the draw strings to completely cover up her hair. Next she grabs the door handle but waits for Alechs to open his first.
Alechs: What are the rules again?
He asks.
Honey: No talking and, like, stay behind you and no whistle.
Honey kisses her whistle and stores it in the glove compartment.
Alechs: Good.
He heads out of the truck as Honey quickly heads out and gets close next to him.
Alechs: This building? This is where I lived.
Honey would have liked to snap a photo but she kept her hands together in her hoodie front pocket as she stares at it.
Honey: And apartment?
Alechs: It is upstairs.
He reaches out for her hand as he begins to lead her towards the front door. There was a group of guys out front.
Honey sticks close behind Alechs to be shielded from view by his torso and tightens her draw strings so only her nose and eyes were visible to the world.
Alechs: Sup guys.
Man 1: Alechs!
Man 2: A. Sup brotha.
Alechs steps forwards and slaps hands with the two men. The third man says nothing.
Man 1: Who's the gringa?
Alechs: She's my girl.
Honey remembers the rules and says nothing, staying behind Alechs at all times.
Alechs: Step up here babe. This is Honey.
the three men check her out.
Honey takes her hands out of her pockets and holds her hands together in front of herself down by her waist looking at each guy wary.
Alechs: This is Paco.
He tilts his head to Man 1.
Alechs: Tony.
That is Man 2.
Alechs: And that is L-Dawg.
Man 3.
Honey: I have a friend called Tony too!
Honey squeals through the hoodies material as she looks at Tony.
Tony: She okay, mang?
Alechs: Yeah. She's cool. Her first time out the burbs.
The three men laugh.
Honey looks at them and does a loud laugh.
Honey: Alechs is my chico.
Honey says the first thing that comes to mind.
They chuckle.
Alechs: Yeah. I am showing her the old digs. She was curious.
Honey was very confused by his words. "Digs?" she ponders and nods to the curious comment.
Honey: very curious.
Alechs: Digs. My place. The apartment.
Honey: Oh, like the casa de cubbies.
Honey gets it now.
Tony: Casa de what? You know that ain't Spanish, gringa.
Honey: Yes it is, it's our house. It's a very very very fine house.
Honey partly sings.
Tony: No, it ain't chica.
The other two guys laugh.
Alechs laughs too.
Alechs: No, it's not really Spanish. More like Spanglish, babe.
Honey sees a lowrider drive into the parking lot.
Alechs sees it and keeps an eye out.
Honey: More friends?
Honey says resisting the urge to point at the low rider.
The three men nods to Alechs.
Tony: Head inside Alechs. We got this.
The three men go for their waistbands.
Alechs: Honey. Walk slowly inside of the building with me. Do not look back. Do not react. Walk.
Alechs: Morning my sunshine.
The clock reads 6:30AM.
Alechs: We got a drive ahead of us. Get packed up. We will get some food on the road.
Honey adjusts to the room lighting and rubs her eyes.
Honey: Is it, like going to be a long trip?
Honey says wondering about bathroom breaks and the sorts as she gets out of bed in her baggy shorts and long top she wore to bed.
Alechs: Yeah a few hours. Make sure to pee before we leave. Lots of desert.
He was excited.
Honey: And dessert too
Honey says Licking her lips at the thought of sharing a pie topped with whipped cream as a pit stop.
Honey: I call dibs on the bathroom.
Honey says running in and locking the door to get herself ready.
He laughs, he already used it. He tied up his sneakers and took his bag to his truck.
Honey spends a lot of time to perfect her hair with curlers, make up, perfume. She comes out looking natural but with a little highlight on her cheeks and lashes a little longer. Honey strolls in to get herself some clothes. A grey hoodie that she can seal up and some baggy gray sweatpants with some basic white trainers to stay out of sight like Alechs forewarned her.
Alechs got some music set in the truck as he had all of his stuff loaded up.
Alechs walks back inside and up to their room.
Alechs: All ready babe?
Honey nods and brings with her a whistle she puts around her neck.
Honey: Ready.
Honey says taking his hand and goes to the truck, getting help in and puts on her seat belt.
They pull out of the driveway as he puts some Machine Gun Kelly on the stereo. They head down the street towards the interstate for their drive.
Honey: So we get to see all the sights and stuff, like, um, your school and friends and Stuff?
Alechs: You do not want to see my school. It's a shitty place. And my homies, the ones in the hood. Sure.
They get on the highway as they head towards Los Angeles.
Alechs: Remember. Keep quiet and stick by my side there. Okay?
Honey: I have my hood to be, like, invisible. I made my hair curly so I can hide it and, like, it won't poke out and stuff.
Honey says showing some fashion smarts.
Honey: And I have my whistle, people will come to help if we get into trouble.
Alechs: Hand me the whistle.
Honey takes it off her and puts it in his hand.
He rolls down the window and throws it out onto the highway.
Alechs: No one is going to come help with a whistle blowing. Don't try to be smart, just listen to me and stick by me. Please.
He takes her hand.
Honey: Alechs! MY WHISTLE
Honey looks visibly heartbroken by the whistle going out the window.
Honey: I've had that since I started school, it's from Omaha!
Alechs: I will buy you a new one. It's just a whistle. And if you blew it, people would not take too kindly to us.
Honey: But that whistle is special...
She seems highly distraught he'd throw away one of her most precious possessions and shatter her trust.
He groans.
Alechs: Sorry. I thought it was just a whistle.
He looks and makes a U Turn, and heads back to where he tossed it out. He remembered there was a sign and stops. He gets out and looks around, finally finding it. He gets back into the truck.
Alechs: Here. But please, leave it in the truck.
Honey grabs it and uses her sleeve to rub off the dust and dirt to see her name engraved on the side and "Wonder" on the other.
Honey: Thank you, and I will. I don't want it to be stolen, or thrown away...
Alechs: I am sorry babe.
He doesn't know what to say as they head down the highway. Honey has herself a tiny nap until Alechs nudges her.
Alechs: Honey, wake up. Wake up...
Honey gets her eyes open but talks as if she's dreaming.
Honey: Alechs, no more cotton candy, you're going to explode...
Alechs: What are you talking about, Honey? We are just getting into LA.
The neighborhood begins to show some questionable buildings and places. There are people standing around in groups as she sees some tall apartment buildings that are quite faded.
Honey immediately tries to push down on the already locked car door to be extra safe.
Honey: this doesn't look like the pictures with Disneyland.
Alechs: This is where I grew up.
Honey sees a group of guys handing things to each other as Alechs pulls into the lot of one of the tall buildings.
Honey pulls up her hood and tightens the draw strings to completely cover up her hair. Next she grabs the door handle but waits for Alechs to open his first.
Alechs: What are the rules again?
He asks.
Honey: No talking and, like, stay behind you and no whistle.
Honey kisses her whistle and stores it in the glove compartment.
Alechs: Good.
He heads out of the truck as Honey quickly heads out and gets close next to him.
Alechs: This building? This is where I lived.
Honey would have liked to snap a photo but she kept her hands together in her hoodie front pocket as she stares at it.
Honey: And apartment?
Alechs: It is upstairs.
He reaches out for her hand as he begins to lead her towards the front door. There was a group of guys out front.
Honey sticks close behind Alechs to be shielded from view by his torso and tightens her draw strings so only her nose and eyes were visible to the world.
Alechs: Sup guys.
Man 1: Alechs!
Man 2: A. Sup brotha.
Alechs steps forwards and slaps hands with the two men. The third man says nothing.
Man 1: Who's the gringa?
Alechs: She's my girl.
Honey remembers the rules and says nothing, staying behind Alechs at all times.
Alechs: Step up here babe. This is Honey.
the three men check her out.
Honey takes her hands out of her pockets and holds her hands together in front of herself down by her waist looking at each guy wary.
Alechs: This is Paco.
He tilts his head to Man 1.
Alechs: Tony.
That is Man 2.
Alechs: And that is L-Dawg.
Man 3.
Honey: I have a friend called Tony too!
Honey squeals through the hoodies material as she looks at Tony.
Tony: She okay, mang?
Alechs: Yeah. She's cool. Her first time out the burbs.
The three men laugh.
Honey looks at them and does a loud laugh.
Honey: Alechs is my chico.
Honey says the first thing that comes to mind.
They chuckle.
Alechs: Yeah. I am showing her the old digs. She was curious.
Honey was very confused by his words. "Digs?" she ponders and nods to the curious comment.
Honey: very curious.
Alechs: Digs. My place. The apartment.
Honey: Oh, like the casa de cubbies.
Honey gets it now.
Tony: Casa de what? You know that ain't Spanish, gringa.
Honey: Yes it is, it's our house. It's a very very very fine house.
Honey partly sings.
Tony: No, it ain't chica.
The other two guys laugh.
Alechs laughs too.
Alechs: No, it's not really Spanish. More like Spanglish, babe.
Honey sees a lowrider drive into the parking lot.
Alechs sees it and keeps an eye out.
Honey: More friends?
Honey says resisting the urge to point at the low rider.
The three men nods to Alechs.
Tony: Head inside Alechs. We got this.
The three men go for their waistbands.
Alechs: Honey. Walk slowly inside of the building with me. Do not look back. Do not react. Walk.
