The Book Of Vincent. Chapter Three.

As they pulled into the drive-way of there new house, Vincent and his mother saw a truck and a few men in blue jump suits that were carrying in furniture. When the man who appeared to be the boss saw the white SUV pull up, he walked over to the car.


“Mrs. Gesudio?” he asked when they walked out of the SUV.

“Yes. And I trust you are the movers?” She said, looking around.

“We are the movers. Now, we all most got everything in the house. Just wait a few minutes and we will be done.” When she nodded her head, he went back to working with the other movers.

“So,” she said putting her arm around Vincent. “What do you think?” Looking around, you could not see that many mountains. When Veronica said that they were going to move to Colorado, Vincent thought she meant in the mountains. Not a cul-de-sac. But to keep on her good side, he quickly made up something.

“It’s nice.” Before Veronica could do anything, the head mover came back.

“We are done with the job. Now, not to seem rude, but we need to talk about payment.” Veronica tried her hardest not to seem angry.

“Vincent, we will talk later. In the mean time, explore the house.” Then they were off.

When he walked inside, he was fairly impressed. As you walk in, the room you go into first is the living room. The only way to describe it is to think of ceilings in a church, then move that ceiling into a house then you get the idea of the living room. The entire room was white with a very faint hint of pink.

When he turned around, he saw two rooms (the twin rooms) colored with pine green. The room on the left had his book shelves, computer, and one of three coffee makers. So he assumed that room was his library/office. The other room had a long mahogany table with chairs to match. That must be either the dining room or the meeting room.

The kitchen was a dark purple color. There was the main part that had the stove and refrigerator then there was a huge, vacant lot that only had his grandmother’s glass table. That must be the regular dining room. His room was where the stairs where.

When he reached the top floor, all of the breath in him went away. Veronica had actually obeyed Vincent and had his room painted black. When he looked out the window, he could see everything. But one thing bothered him.

Standing on the drive way was a group of teenagers. Their was thirteen of them. Eleven of them were African American, two Caucasian. The tallest Caucasian had a shaven head, wore what appeared to be a wife-beater, and had his pants sagging. The other Caucasian wore a light pink dress shirt, semi-sagging jeans, and flip-flops. Both had blond hair, with the second’s hair being a little longer. The girls (all African American) wore extremely tight clothing that did not look comfortable. Most of their hair was in corn-rows and their shirts were very short and reveling, show a little too much cleavage. Too Vincent, this was utterly pathetic and disgusting. All of them looked at Vincent, then turned around and walked away.

Before he could figure out what happened, he heard the door alarm went off and saw his mother and the movers walking out. They shacked hands and parted, his mother going back into the house and the movers going back into there truck and drove away. By the time Veronica closed the door, Vincent was already down stairs.

“Okay, how much did it cost?”

“I already told you,” Veronica said as she locked the front door. “Sense they were friends of your Uncle Greg, they done our job for fifty dollars. Well, in a few minutes, we will be going out to get something for supper. So, get ready.” Then she left to go into her room. Vincent went into his bedroom, jumped onto his bed, and whipped out his cell phone. When he got to ultracroom.com, he logged on and went to XTHEXQUEENXOFXALLXGOTHSX channel and started typing.

DAIKAIJU
Hey, XQUEENXOFXALLXGOTHSX! I have finally moved!

XQUEENXOFXALLXGOTHSX
Yay! I hope we will see each other at school. But, how will we know who we are?

DAIKAIJU
Well, lets just see if we can spot each other. If we do not reveal who we are at school, then we will reveal who we are on the internet.

XQUEENXOFXALLXGOTHSX
Okay. See you later!

He closed his phone, and turned around on his bed. The only thing he had on his mind was the same thing he thought as he moved: will this be better or worse than his life back in Georgia. He then rushed down stares when Veronica screamed his name.


At six o’clock the next morning, he and his mom jumped into the SUV and drove toward the local high school. When they got there, the front office was empty. Except for a woman who looked very, very old.

“Yes?” she asked, looking up from the computer.

“We are here to see Principal Michael Mays.” When Veronica said this, a man that appeared in his mid thirties, short red hair, black suit and crossed eyes came out. He extended his hand.

“Veronica Gesudio,” he said as she grabbed his hand and shook it. “I am Doctor Michael Mays. Can we speak in my office?” All tree of them turned and walked into a green room that had a bookshelf, awards posted on the wall, and three chairs with a wooden table that had a desk top on it.

“We, as a school, are very excited to have Mr. Vincent Gesudio attended our prestigious school. We are here to help him and assisted him in anyways possible to make sure he thrives here with flying colors. Now, we are aware about the little incident that happened with the counselors at you old school and for that, we are extremely sorry. But do not worry, if you need to speak with someone, then please feel free to talk to me. I am here for you. Now, by looking at the time I feel I have wasted some time. I am going to send you off now to you first class with this note” He gave Vincent a sheet of paper that had his schedule written on it. “I need you to go to your teachers and have them all sign this to let them know that I am sending to them an extra student. Well, have a good day!” Vincent got up and left, leaving his mother with Dr. Michael Mays to discuss further about Vincent’s enrollment into this school.

The hallway was filled with kids trying to get into there homeroom. When he got into his, there were students talking to each other and a teacher with an annoyed face.

“Uh… Mrs. Lorea?” when she looked up, he gave her the sheet of paper Dr. Mays have giving him. After signing the sheet, she told him to sit bye a girl name Cyri.

When he got to the table, she had this very dark look on her face. Before he could say anything, the bell for first period rang. As everyone was getting up, she accidentally tripped and all of her books flew everywhere. Vincent went and picked up everything and handed it to her.

“My name is Vincent.” He said as she ripped the books from his hand.

“Well, Vincent,” She sneered. “I can pick up my books the same way I dropped them. With out You!” Then she hurried away. The only thing that was on Vincent’s mind was, What the hell was that all about? It was like that for the rest of the day. When the day ended and he had given back the sheet of paper he had gotten, he went and gotten on the bus.

There was a handful of people (most of the riders were already gone). When the bus stopped, both Vincent and Cyri walked in silence. Vincent had already known what he was going to do when he got home. He was going to tell XQUEENXOFXALLXGOTHSX about her and his day.

When he got to his house he found out two things. First, his mother wasn't there. And second. Cyri lived right next door to him. He could not believe it. He was pissed.

Getting his mind off of her, he went into the kitchen and found a note from his mother. It said:

Ven,
I have to go out for a while. Be back soon.
Mom

Taking the note, he went into his bed and was shocked again. His mother had set up his room. Everthing he originaly had was there. On the walls were posters for AC/DC and The Beatles, his skull posters, and even his private TV (his mom said that was originaly going to be thrown away) were all put into place. Now he just needed to find away to pay back his mother. After he changed his cloths to his house cloths, he went down into the office to talk to XQUEENXOFXALLXGOTHSX.

After logging on to the website, he and she started talking.

DAIKAIJU
So, how was your day?

XQUEENXOFXALLXGOTHSX
Like all first days, sucks. So how was yours?

DAIKAIJU
Suck worse. Why? Because there is this very rude girl who I can’t figure out what I did wrong. I saw that she has a group of friends. So her being alone can’t be it. I try to be nice to her and she just blows me off.

XQUEENXOFXALLXGOTHSX
Do you know where she lives? I want to know because if I know her, I want to kick her ass for being rude to one of my friends!

DAIAKIJU
She lives right next door to me.

XQUEENXOFXALLXGOTHSX
What is her name?

DAIKAIJU
Her name is Cyri. Listen, I am hungrier than crap through a goose. I need to go down stairs and fix something to eat. See ya.
XQUEENXOFXALLXGOTHSX
Ya, see ya.
When Vincent went down stairs he went into the fridge and grabbed a can of Tab. Then, almost like on queue, the front door bell rang.

“About time you got home…” he said as he went to the front door. When he opened it, he was expecting to see his mom.

“Yeah, what do you want?” he said to Cyri. She was looking at the ground, very sheepishly.

“Well,” Vincent said. “are you here to waste my time or do you have something to say?”

“I need to tell you something,” And when Cyri said it, Vincent’s mouth dropped open in pure shock and disbelief.