<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><em>Several hours ago...</em></span><br/><br/>His day did started like any other celeb or famous person with some kind of problem. In therapy due to anger. Yes such a petty reason as that was the reason he sat being forced spewing his guts to a woman named Dr. Frazier. Newer to the whole mind of individuals with money. This had been his second time here in a fancy over priced room with this woman analyzing his mind or rather failing at it. The reason behind his coming here was the person that was now paying out of the ass for his being here wasting time. It was silent until one of the two of them decided to talk. "I know you dislike coming here, but what these sessions are for Gale. It is so you can release all the hostility that you hold inside yourself. I just want you to relax and keep in mind that this is a safe place. So feel free to curse, cry or any other emotion that might occur during todays visit. These sessions are confidential. I am only here to listen and not to judge." He would only nod. His plan was to give her as much as possible in a short period of time. Clearing his throat.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><em>Thirty minutes later....</em></span><br/><br/>"What more can I say to you? I can continue talking until my face is blue.. I don't look like I'm crazy do I?" in the end Dr. Frazier had not been able to write down ever little thing he had said. Which was thankful since most of it was constant circling of topics, bad mouthing his father for his faults, and reminders of how pissed he was for the childhood filled with lies. With a wave goodbye to the baffled therapist. He went along with the next activity. One would be fun since it be little'd most of his fathers signed artists, and the 'Don't mess up the beat contest' by his dad to scout potential.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><em>Five hours ago...</em></span><br/><br/>As time dwindled down he was in a studio that he rented out one that did not belong to his father. Since the likely hood that someone his father knew would be occupying the site. It was around that time and he still was not<em>'allowed'</em>to be know to the public until tonight with this party that would be happening. He'd be rushed with the other half which was recording himself six times then making it fit. The dead line was in two days. Most that knew Gale wanted to know why he hated his dad and it was simple. You lie to a person to an extent that forgiveness can not be an option so much in fact that said person had to leave to the other half of the world. Much more time wasted, including cheap laughs, snark remarks, and so on... wasting two hours of his life knowing he would get chewed out for it. Caring? Not so much on that notion. He'd play the role of the nice child to the public for his daddies sake, yet other wise hell was gonna be paid in full. With three hours left until the party it was high time to go toward his personal hell that contained the people he disliked the most. A.E. his father and step mother.<br/><br/>His home was one of the extravagant ones. The type you saw on television. That kind of setting, it beat the hell out of his mothers house in Australia, yet lacked the warm feeling inside. It felt more like a show floor then a humble abode. furniture that costed more then what most normal people made in three year, and that was with a number of promotions or a CEO level. It was clear that his father was home, and not alone nothing new. A eight years since his dad 'Camus' made it big and stood at the top as a producer. People remained envious, women claimed to of had sex with him...many not pretending either, besides being the overall asshole. Delbert was a dog and eve with his<em>'leash'</em>it didn't stop him. The Black man sat with two others drinking. One being an young up in coming named Justus and the other named Grewsome. Typical generic artist each wanted to have a name to brag about to their home boys.<br/><br/>"Gale get your ass here would ya? Meet the two I'm  gonna sign next month." The tone of his voice was slurred and the smelt of smoke and drink was faint if to close. "I don't care if they were taking over the world leave me alone. They are just gonna tank. I heard them rap they suck." Being blunt as possible know all to well that to not upset Cruz they would act nice."Most of their songs sound exactly the same makes me wonder if they ain't just sharing lyrics." A joke that was not meant to get a laugh, but rather sting at a couple of egos. Faces showing how everything. Cruz was still somber enough to know the hate filled tone of his son. And glared at Gale as if saying mentally '<em>Start and I will hurt you.'</em>it was the reaction that made a bastard child's day. "Fine....fine I'm gonna go change into something more fitting you just sit and continue let them kiss your ass for all its worth. Maybe they'll even bend over and take it. The money is good enough ain't it?" the last snide comment before he departure towards the upstairs where is clothing was waiting<br/><br/>He unclothed himself his upper body covered with tattoos each one was earned from hard work. Tribal marking that he adorned his tan dark skin. They were things of beauty, the pain of getting them all was worth it. It was covered once again by a purple long sleeved collared shirt, with a black tie that bugged the living hell outta he since it was something he was not familiar with. Next came the removal of his pants that hugged loosely around his waist. Traded in for suit pants that matched the tie. Before putting on the shoes & jacket he'd fix his black locks tying it pack in a ponytail which did little for the large bangs that blocked his hazel eyes with one of a brighter hue. Orange more specific tangerine color. Moving back to his hair now on the bangs. Using three bobby pins he made on lay back giving a view of the right side of his face the left shrouded. It would work.<br/><br/>All he had to do now was wait from his parents to be ready. Cruz would be fashionably late as always. Until the head bitch of the house hold demanded departure. She had made it clear that being early was what she wanted. One thing was for certain she got what she wanted or all hell broke loose. The young man waited in the safety of his room not needing anything negative until he got into car with them. Turning on his computer and setting up his web cam he'd make a short vid and post it on his wall. The older one since then was still being looked at. It being only about five minutes long and would be notifying former friends, mutual acquaintances, fans, and so on of his return to the states. It was exposure time. Bunch of bullshit and faking it was what he did best.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><em>In the Car &amp; Arriving at the Gala</em></span><br/><br/>Gale sat opposite of his family as they rode to the Gala in the Limo His father and Step mother were taking care of a fussy six year old. The entire way! She had been born with a silver spoon in her mouth. Her spoiled rotten attitude showed results of her pampered life. Since he'd been gone Cheri had been treated like a Princess getting clothes, toys, and almost had taken over his room if it had not been for the pad lock he placed on the day of his leaving. Once they quelled her down. Angel looked at him whilst she held her little girl. "You have to be on your best behavior the both of you. I don't need you two grilling each other from across the room." Wagging her finger at both his father and him. They acted so much alike that it was sick to watch both pouted folding their arms  and gave a death stare. She kept going on about the things they shouldn't be doing, and how their would be hell to pay if one of them fucked it up for her this recalling the last.<br/><br/>Once the Limbo came to a full stop everyone stopped the bickering as if nothing happened. No mummers, or back talk this was the role they had outside of closed doors, a 'happy family' with not a care in he world. First his father exited the back, then mother with her daughter in hand. Each one of them had been flocked toward by reporters and news on what they were wearing and what was their expectation of tonight's event was. This gave him the chance to slip out of the door Limo undetected by the masses. Being in the spotlight after his time away would be a hard thing to adjust to this day not going to be the start.<br/><br/>Inside was rather spacious and elegant with more then enough tables to sit the invited guests in all he could count more then thirty tables each covered with fine linen of a royal blue atop of them were plates of the snow white, silverware had been arranged neatly. Within the center was a dance floor polished to perfection the light made the surface illuminate. A top the ceiling a chandelier one Gale had seen for several years now. From where he was standing more lower level celebs were already inside conversant with one another, yet he did not see anyone he knew. "Now introducing Mr and Mrs. Roman with their children Mr. Gale Roman and Miss Cheri Roman." He had not seen them come in both of his parents had sister at the declining stairs which could bring them down to the other celebs. His little sister made the grabby hand motion to him as they were coming down. He only shook his head as if telling her that she had to endure it for a bit until he could rescue her.