Clowns

Well here I am standing in front of the vans in the parking space. before I continue we have to start on why this is all happening. I'm an 24 man with no job and still living with my parents. Its not so fun. My parents nagged me a lot about how I didn't have a job. I mean it is a good reason to be upset so I don't blame them. I can't really get a job for my stubborn personality and coworkers aren't really happy about me throwing coffee everytime i got upset. Until one day. I was looking threw the news paper what I never really do. I flipped threw the pages and stopped at one page. 'Looking for clowns! The most exciting experience you could ever have being a clown!' the words exciting really stuck out to me. It was like it was grabbing to me. After about twenty minutes of just looking at it I whipped out my phone then called the number. I slowly put the phone to my ear. "hey hey! looking to be a clown?! this is Charlie speaking also known as Bingo the clown!" He sounded young and cheerful. I spoked after a bit. "u-um yeah! how could I get that exactly..?" I tugged my shirt. "Well you could just get it over the phone or in person! whatever you like" Charlie spoke softly. I was trying not to stutter. I dont stutter because of fear I stutter because of stress. "over the phone would be fine.." I relaxed slightly. "Well thats great! First whats your name? Full name." He waited for my awnser. "Ash White.." he gasped. "Thats awesome! second, how old are you?" I walked around the room. "twenty-four!" I looked around the room for a bit. "I'm one year older than you! but anyway, why do you want this job?" I froze for a second. why did I want this job? I know why to get money but that won't get me anywhere. "uh... I love clowns! and and.. it seems exciting and a new experience also entering kids sounds like a blast!" I thought about what I said some of those words I don't use at all but to be honest that's kinda true... I did like clowns. "Thats an amazing reason! and if you don't know how to do makeup I'm sure someone will help you with that! we always have different clothes options to make everyone happy about how they look!" I smiled slightly. "Thats sounds really cool actually.." I said with a grin. He laughed. "Well let's just see.. we clowns don't need so much detail about someone we just need to know what your like and all that over crap." He laughed again. I waited for a couple of minutes for him to say something. "I'm just checking with the other clowns.." He talked not to me but to other people. "Thats great! Ash White your in!" I paused. Yes I was happy just surprised. "is it that simple?" I chuckled. "we're not like normal jobs so yup!" I jumped up and down out of excitement. "Wow thats awesome!" I laughed. He gave me the address of where to meet them all. "Well ok thats us finished! You could come over on the 5th of October!" He chuckled. The 5th was in 2 days. "thank you so much!" I was grinning like a mad man. "no problem! see you on the 5th have a lovely day!" Charlie hanged up the phone. I ran to my mum and dad who were just in the kitchen. "guys guess what!?" They both looked over at me. "What Ash?" My dad asked. "I just got a job!" I grinned. "thats great honey! what job?" My mum patted my shoulder. "Uhh as a clown.." I gave them a smile. "What. Are you serious!?" my dad laughed. Not with me at me. I but my hands into a fist and scrunched up my face. "Ash.. You could have gotten a better job but you want to be a clown?!" my mum laughed at me too now. I sighed, angrily. I stormed out of the kitchen. I slamed my bedroom door open then walked in then slamed it back shut. I slumped down on my bed. My phone started to ring. I picked it up. "Hello?" I rubbed my eyes. "Is this Ash White? Its the clowns again!" I sat up. "Yes..." Charlie giggled. "I forgot to mention. Us clowns travel to different parts so you would basically live with us. but if you don't want to do that you can always just do shows when we're in this part!" I thought for a second. getting out of my parents house. "I want to tag along in your travels." I said in a serious tone. "OK thats great!" I heard him write something down. "OK that is it Ash! thank you for your time!" he hanged up the phone again. I sighed with a smile. 'I should start to pack' i thought. I grabbed a suitcase that was under my bed and started packing with a grin on my face. I didn't have that much stuff though. My parents either threw it out or something else. I looked at the time. 1:30 am the clock said. 'I should sleep' I thought yawning. I tucked myself in and drifted of to sleep. I woke up in the afternoon. "Crap I slept in for too long" I thought out loud. Charlie didn't say anything about when I should come so I'll go at 10. I looked at the time. 8:40 am. I groaned, did I seriously stayed asleep for that long? I sighed and got up. I walked down stairs to get breakfast. I walked into the kitchen and got some oatmeal. What I didn't really like but yet again i wasn't so hungry. I finshed it all and walked up the stairs, wondering what its going to be like. I grabbed a shirt and put it on then but on my cuffed jeans. Basic but it was comfortable. I threw on some socks and shoes. Looking at myself in the mirror made me think about what I was going to look like as a clown and what other clowns looked like. It made me grin. You see I loved clowns since I was a little kid so this is very exciting to me. They have always been my favourite things so entertaining. My parents walked in after a bit. I glared at them slightly. "Hey Ash looking good, Buddy.." my dad laughed. My mum moved him away. "Honey are you sure you want to go live with clowns..?" My mum folded her arms. I sighed, angrily. "Yes mum I want to live with clowns..." I growled. "Ash its stupid! OK I said it I'm the one who is being honest here!" my dad barked. "I don't give an actual f**k now get the hell away from me!" I yelled back. They both stormed away. I Folded my arms. After a while I looked at the time. 9:25. I looked around the room and then my suitcase. I got up it did take a while to get to the place on foot so I might as well go now. I grabbed my phone charger and phone. I grabbed my suitcase and walked to the door. I looked back at my room before walking downstairs. I stood at the bottom of the stairs. My mum looked at me and hugged me. I just stood there not doing anything. All I could think about is how small and chubby I was. It was pissing me of. I walked to the front door not doing anything. I flipped my dad of and stormed out. I texted Charlie. 'I'm just making my way over to the vans' I waited for him to respond. 'thats great! see you in a bit!' He replied and I started walking. my feet were sour and I couldn't do anything about that. I walked up to one of the vans. Van 11 it was a big van to be honest. I tapped on the door and waited.