College Misadventure

It’s the first semester of B.R's college life. Also, it’s his first time visiting the great United States. Here in this city which we’ll never know the name, B.R started his new--daily—life. He felt so lucky to visit and live in United States. Although, he feel lonely every time he is all alone in his apartment which placed nearby campus.

Day by day, he spend all of his time playing guitar in his bedroom. Accompanied by a cup of coffee, cigarettes and the sound of his guitar. Fear not, B.R, you’ll find your new best friend a little while. The South East Asian boy—B.R—is taking a major in literature. He got a scholarship after winning a music contest back in his country.

So, this story is started at his campus. B.R's enjoying his lunch break at the cafeteria, accompanied by his classmates. Since B.R's kinda shy and coward, he hangout with fellow Asian student.

“…well, I will skip the next class, guys,” said B.R as he packing up his stuff.

“What? Why?” said Takumi, the Japanese guy.

“He can’t leave his 'beloved' Gloria all alone,” said Jack, the American-Chinese guy as he throw a smirk on his face towards B.R. Gloria is the name of B.R's acoustic guitar.

“I’ve got a gig, dimwit,” said B.R as he put his backpack onto his shoulder and stand up from his seat.

“So long, dickhead,” said B.R as he walks away from his friends.

To be honest, B.R's doesn’t have a gig. He skipped his class because he wanted to spread his musical wings here in United States. He arranged a lot of words on his minds and write it on his notepad. As soon as he gets home, he’s already writing a lyrics. Accompanied by a cup of coffee, cigarettes and Neck Deep's songs, B.R's working on his music. He wrote a song about his homesickness. The story of his friends and family back in his country make him more and more homesick.

He stopped writing and trying to get rid of his homesickness. He puff his cigarettes and look at the clock which hanging on the wall. It’s 4 pm, B.R's stand up and wear his coat. Back when he was a highschool kid, he always wanted to get out of his country. Now his dreams has achieved. He feel homesick yet he didn’t want to go home. ‘Why should I go home? I've escaped that living hell hole!’ says B.R whenever he feels homesick.

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B.R's footsteps take him to a nearby bar. As his footsteps take him inside the bar, a chill subway jazz songs get through to his ear. He stepped another steps and sit on the seat near the bartender. He sits and order a glass of Martini. After the bartender served him a glass of Martini, he take a sip as he enjoying the subway jazz music. The atmosphere inside the bar, the taste of Martini and the music is serving him right. Even though he’s all alone, he had a good time.

“Look at that Asian guy, he came here alone. I bet he’s a nerd or a geek, maybe,” said the long haired guy who sits on the couch behind B.R.

“I’ve known--met—and hangout with one big geek,” said a guy with leather jacket.

“Oh yeah? Is he a chump? Or maybe a coward?” ask the long haired guy.

“You bet, he’s keep asking me to hangout with him all the time,” said the guy with leather jacket.

“He don’t know when to stop, eh?”

“Dammit, Shaggy! I’m talking about you! I don’t wanna hangout with you!” said the guy with leather jacket.

“What? Joe, I thought we were friends!”

“No! You’re a chump who wanted to be cool. Fun fact, you’re sucks!” said Joe, the guy with leather jacket.

Shaggy—the long haired guy—heart is broken in pieces. He thought he was and always cool. Now, he heard the fact that he’s a chump who wanted to be cool.

“Fight me, Joe. If you think I’m a chump, fight me then. I’ll prove it to you that I’m not a chump,” said Shaggy as he stand up and putting up his dukes.

Joe—the guy who wears a leather jacket--doesn't say a thing. He stand up and punched Shaggy on his face.

Shaggy fall into the table and crashing a lot of bottles and pitchers glass. B.R looking back and see Shaggy's been knocked out. With one punch, Shaggy lose the fight. After winning the fight, Joe left Shaggy. Shaggy’s crying like a little kid and B.R looking at him.

“He’s a loser,” said the bartender.

“What’s his name sir?” ask B.R.

“Shaggy, he’s a regular chump. Don’t let him bugging you or you’ll regret it, kid,” said the bartender.

B.R nod his head and stand up from his feet. He walks towards Shaggy. He sits on the floor near Shaggy.

“Are you okay?” ask B.R.

“Go away!” cry Shaggy.

“You heard what Mr. Glenn said. Don’t let me bugging you!” he continue.

“Well, I don’t see you like the others see you,” said B.R.

“I was once a biggest chump like you,” he continue.

“It’s shameful to admit it, but yeah man, I was once a chump,”

Shaggy stop his cry and looking at B.R. He wiped out his tears and sit. He looking at his surrounding. He feels ashamed of himself.

“We can be friends if you want,” said B.R followed by a smile on his face.

“I’m B.R,” he introducing himself.

“…Shaggy,”

“Where do you live, Shag?” ask B.R.

“Nearby. I still lived with my parents,” Shaggy replied.

“What do you do for living?” B.R ask again.

“I’m working at a fast food restaurant every night and weekend,” said Shaggy.

“How about you?” ask Shaggy.

“I’m attending college and a song writer,” B.R replied.

After hearing B.R's reply, Shaggy shocked. This chump-looking-guy is a cool guy. Shaggy feeling so bad to label him as a chump.

“Hey, I know we’ve just met. Umm… Can I be your roommate?” ask Shaggy.

“Of course you can!” B.R replied.

Shaggy smiled. Finally, he has a cool friends.

“I’m living in the apartment across this bar. Go pick up your stuff and I’ll meet you at the ground floor of my apartment,” said B.R.

B.R writing his phone number on a paper and gave it to Shaggy.

“Call me as soon as you came to my apartment,” said B.R as he stand up and get out of the bar.

Shaggy save B.R's phone number on his phone. He stand up and put a smile on his face.

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Inside B.R's apartment, B.R is watching TV in the living room. Whenever he thinks about what happened at the bar, he laugh or giggle. Suddenly, his phone is ringing. He pick up the call as soon as his phone ringing.

“Hello, B.R? This is Shaggy,” said Shaggy.

“Yeah, are you at the ground floor?” ask B.R

“Yeah, can you help me picking up my stuff?”

“Of course, wait there,” said B.R as he hang up the call.

B.R's came to the ground floor and helping Shaggy with his stuff. Luckily, B.R's apartment had two bedroom. So Shaggy can sleep there. After finished helping Shaggy, B.R and Shaggy sits and drink a glass of soda in the kitchen.

“Thank you so much for letting me to be your roommate man,” said Shaggy.

“No problem,” said B.R.

“Oh, I’ve got a present for you. Wait here, I’ll pick it up,” said Shaggy as he stand and run outside B.R's apartment.

B.R's wondering what kind of gift Shaggy will give.

Not long after that, Shaggy show up with a guitar case on his back.

“Is that AK47 inside the guitar case?” said B.R as he smirk.

“Of course not. It’s your gift,” said Shaggy as he put the guitar case on the floor.

Shaggy open up the guitar case and gave B.R something B.R wanted for so long.

“This is for you, I think you need it more than myself,” said Shaggy as he have B.R the gift.

B.R feel so happy and honored. Finally, he have something he want. A Fender Stratocaster. He always wanted this one. He had a Telecaster but he left it at his country.

“Wow man, I’ve always wanted this guitar!” said B.R.

“Now, you have it,” said Shaggy as he sits and smile.

“Thanks for everything, man,” said Shaggy.

“The pleasure is all mine,” said B.R.

Shaggy has joined B.R's party. The quest of college misadventure just begun .