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\u00a0Introduction<\/h1>\n<\/header>\n
In English we had to write a short fictional narrative to learn about writing fiction. I decided to write a story about some wannabe social media star and his struggle to find a place to stay when he has no money. The inspiration kind of came from the guy sitting next to me. When we were creating our characters he was all like, “I’m going to make my character a sound cloud rapper.” I thought that would be a hilarious idea, to make a story about some crappy SoundCloud rapper who thinks he’s better than he really is, however I didn’t want to copy him so I made my guy a wannabe social media star. He ended up not using that idea in the end, so I probably could’ve used it, but hey, it doesn’t really matter now. I produced the audio version by recording myself read the story, then added in some sound effects in Audition. I recorded my story in my car since that was were I would get the most privacy. I valued being able to learn about using Adobe Audition and learning about fictional writing.<\/article>\n
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Story<\/h1>\n<\/header>\n
\u201cAre you kidding me?\u201d exclaimed Sarah, \u201cYou quit your job at Arby\u2019s?\u201d Her brown eyes bored into me.
\n\u201cDon\u2019t worry, I got this all under control, my social media career is going to take off.\u201d I said reassuringly as I hung up my old uniform. \u201cDid you see how many views I got on my last post?\u201d
\n\u201cI don\u2019t care if you get a million views, Richard. You haven\u2019t paid your share of rent for three months, how are you going to pay for rent now that you don\u2019t have a real job?\u201d
\n\u201cI do have a job though.\u201d
\n\u201cNo, your dream of being a big social media influencer isn\u2019t going to work out! You have to understand that this stupid dream of yours is hurting everyone around you. It\u2019s been three months since you paid any rent. To be honest, Sam and I are getting pretty annoyed.\u201d
\n\u201cYou know what?\u201d I responded, \u201cYou and your roommate are just haters who don\u2019t believe in my dream. I\u2019m going to make it, and I\u2019m going to buy a mansion in Beverly Hills, and you guys won\u2019t get any of the wealth!\u201d
\nWe looked at each other as an awkward silence filled the room. \u201cGet out!\u201d she stammered, \u201cYou can\u2019t sleep on our couch anymore!\u201d
\n\u201cYou can\u2019t do that!\u201d
\n\u201cYes I can and I will, I don\u2019t care that you\u2019re my brother.
\n\u201cListen\u2026 I\u2019m sorry Sarah, I\u2019ll try to keep up on re\u2026\u201d
\n\u201cNo, you had many chances, this was the last straw! GET OUT!\u201d
\nAs I stood on the curb, worried and wondering about where I\u2019d go, all I could think was, \u201cI should post about this, it\u2019ll get so many views.\u201d I pulled up Instagram, snapped a pic and captioned it, \u201cJust got Evicted LOL, guess I\u2019m just 2 hardcore for the haters!!?!\u201d That was posted around 2:27 pm, but I knew that if I was going to get through this I would need to find a place to stay before 10 or so. Luckily, I knew just the place; there was this new luxury hotel that just opened not too far from my sister\u2019s apartment called The Ultra Luxe. With five star ratings across the board, I knew it was somewhere I\u2019d want to stay. The only problem? I didn\u2019t have any money, I had spent it all on Gucci and Supreme. I was confident, however, that with my clout, I could get maybe a couple of free stays there.
\nFortunately, the Ultra Luxe was everything I expected and more. Silver and gold lined the pearly white walls, and statues danced in the fountains. I was walking right into a Disney castle. I stumped up the crimson carpet, stumbling over my feet as I looked around to take in all the glory. At the end of the red carpet I was met with the reception desk.
\n\u201cHello\u201d I announced to the receptionist, \u201cI know you\u2019re shocked to be face to face with a celebrity, but please, hold your excitement. I just want to know if this establishment would like to make a deal with me.\u201d
\nThe receptionist slowly lifted his head from his computer screen, \u201cIt\u2019s always pleasant when celebrities join us, but if you wouldn\u2019t mind, may I ask for your name sir. All the celebs in LA make it awfully difficult to remember everyone.\u201d
\nI was shocked. \u201cHow could you forget the name of Richard D Noone?\u201d
\nI was given a puzzled look. As If he was visited by the reincarnation of Santa Claus, Jimi Hendrix, and Abraham lincoln all in one person.
\n\u201cI\u2019m sorry, who?\u201d he asked.
\n\u201cReally,\u201d I answered defensively, \u201cYou\u2019ve never heard of @richieNo on Twitter, Instagram, or Youtube? I\u2019m the hot new thing! My presence on social media is like corn in Iowa. I\u2019m getting all the clicks, just check out all the likes on this pic is just posted.\u201d I busted out my phone and opened my latest Instagram post to show the man.
\n\u201cSir, that post only has 42 likes.\u201d
\nI was getting angry now. \u201cYeah, cause I only posted it an hour ago DUMMY!\u201d
\n\u201cSir, please leave,\u201d voiced the receptionist.
\nI was set off. I started yelling at him about being a hater. During that time, I was met with disgusted looks or pity and embarrassment from the receptionist and onlookers. Three minutes later I was escorted out by security.Obviously my plan didn\u2019t work, so I was going to have to settle with something less than the best. I knew there was a motel a few blocks away so I decided to give that a shot. By the time I left the Ultra-Luxe it was about 4:00 pm. I only had 6 hours left to find a place. After about 30 minutes or so navigating the sidewalks of the city of angels, I made it to the dingy Motel. It was basically what I expected: dark, gloomy, more akin to a shady nightclub than someplace you\u2019d want to spend the night. I walked up to the busted up reception desk that was so old, it looked like it was built during the great depression. \u201cHey, I\u2019m Stan, what do you want?\u201d the receptionist hollered.
\n\u201cWell, hello Stan, I was wondering if I could sponsor this motel online in exchange for you guys letting me stay here for a week or so for free?\u201d
\nStan looked at me with a face that practically screamed, \u201cReally, who the does this guy think he is?\u201d
\n\u201cUhh.. no.\u201d
\n\u201cBut I\u2019m Richie Noone, the biggest social media star around!\u201d
\nIn response, Stan gave me a \u201cWe don\u2019t give out free stays, especially for people we\u2019ve never heard of. If you want to stay here you\u2019ll have to cough up the miniscule amount that everyone else does.\u201d
\nThe longer I stood there the angrier I got.
\n\u201cWhat\u2019s with people in this town not knowing who I am? This is bull! I am Richard D Noone, why don\u2019t people know me? You guys suck!\u201d I yelled in the lobby.
\nStan jumped up onto the desk and stared me down.
\n\u201cBetter start running boy.\u201d He cursed under his breath.
\nYou had better believe that I booked it out of there as fast as I could. That man chased me for two city blocks until I lost him in an alleyway.I sat in that cold alleyway, contemplating my life up to this point. Tired and freezing I had one last idea up my sleeve. Craigslist. There are always people looking for roommates on Craigslist, maybe one of those people will be nearby and will let me stay for free in exchange for clout. I hopped on the site and searched for \u201croommate\u201d in housing. One ad caught my attention immediately. It read \u201cRoommate needed, negotiable rent.\u201d I had to check it out. The dude was named Rick and he lived on 1234 Shady Street, I shot him an email and an hour later he replied. \u201cHello, Rich.\u201d He messaged me, \u201cLet\u2019s meet at my place later to get to know each other and discuss all the logistics. I\u2019m looking forward to meeting my new roommate!\u201d I emailed back that I would be there in an hour and was on my way.
\nI got to his house around 7:45 so I was definitely running out of time. This was either going to be the place that I stayed at or my last stop before becoming homeless. I knocked on the door and waited a bit until it was opened by a very large lad, perhaps the largest lad I had ever seen. This man was about 7 feet tall and he had skin so pale, I doubted that he left his house in years. This was probably the first time he opened his door since he moved in. \u201cYou must be Rich,\u201d he bellowed with the lowest voice ever. \u201cCome inside.\u201d I entered the dungeon and threw up a bit in my mouth. There were cobwebs left and right, some strange stains on the kitchen table and a random hole in one of the floorboards that was so deep that you could see the pipes in the ground. Left and right there were stacks of empty mayonnaise jars, I\u2019m talking like 57 jars strewn across his kitchen. This man probably lived on the stuff. There was a strange jar on the kitchen counter that was oozing a green liquid, I stuck my finger in the liquid and\u2026
\n\u201cARE YOU TOUCHING MY OOZE JAR!\u201d Rick shouted with the most intensity i have ever heard and then proceeded to throw a Kirkland Signature coffee maker at me. I ducked but the coffee maker hit my arm and definitely broke something. I had to get out. I had to be somewhere- anywhere- else. Maybe Sarah would let me sleep on her couch again if I apologized and promised to get a job. All I knew then was that I had to leave.I ran and ran and finally at 9:40 I got back to my sister\u2019s apartment. I walked up to the door I was booted out of earlier, I knocked on it three times and waited. At 9:45 she opened up, looked at me, smiled, and said one word.\u201cNO!\u201d<\/article>\n