The Bay Area Novel: the Legend of Medina Celeste: The Legend of Medina Celeste

By Hartly Croix Gibson

"Not the American Novel, but the Bay Area Novel, a collection of Bay
Area thrillers, unlike most scary movies, most of these stories can and do happen every day to ordinary people like me and you, from cover to cover imagine the Bay area as a
physical place, where the star gate is which leads to the Outer Limits of the Twilight Zone. I give you the follow-up to the wet smoke projects first book Oyster Perpetual, heres book 2 written by Hartly-Croix Gibson of the Globalist, where we go, wet smoke follows and now, the
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• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Jun 3, 2010
• ISBN: 9781453512593

Hartly Croix Gibson

Robert C. Gibson - Chris/Rob Pen Name: Hartly-Croix Gibson/Hx3-3 of the Globalist over 14 years of writing which began as poetry and transitioned to short stories and currently into short films raised in the Bay Areas beloved Oakland, California, Grand Architect of the Wet Smoke Project

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Wet smoke presents:

Bay Area

The American Novel

—written by Hx3-3 of the globalist

also known as

the Legend of

MEDINA CELESTE

Starring Christian Bolds as Medina-Celeste

Hartly Croix Gibson

Copyright © 2010 by Hartly Croix Gibson.

ISBN:      Softcover      978-1-4535-1258-6

                E-book         978-1-4535-1259-3

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the copyright owner.

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

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Contents

NOISES

BON-APPETITE

TUBE T.V.

SELF PORTRAIT

THE WIDOW’S CRUISE LINE

A STRIPPER’S TALE

HAND BOOK OF RECENTLY DECEASED

THE THIEF AND THE NIGHT

THE GIFT

INTERVIEW

THE FAST LANE

WOMEN’S INTUITION

FEVER

11:11

MARRIAGE MATERIAL

SORRY BOUT THE BUMPY RIDE

DEATH DEALERS

OLD WIVES TALES

I CAN MAKE YOU FAMOUS

A-HOT-DOSE

DEATH STYLE

REUNITED

TWO SHIPS PASSING IN THE NIGHT

I HELD YOUR HAND IT’S CALLED A SMILE

THE CHANGING OF THE GUARD

THE ROOM

THE CHURCH

PICTURE PERFECT

THE PICKLE

EVER FEEL LIKE YOU WERE BEING WATCHED?

BEYOND WORDS

UNWRITTEN . . . THINGS BETTER LEFT UNSAID—

NOT A PREMONITION, NOT DEJA’VU, BUT…

HERE’S THE ANOTHER SCENARIO…

CUTTING ROOM FLOOR BOOK INTRO #1

CUTTING ROOM FLOOR SHORT STORY

OUTRO

Dedication

this book is dedicated to my Aunt Bev, Beverly Harris, a very defining woman in my life who always told me what I needed to hear, when I needed to hear it and the memory of my pops Gen. Robert Henri Gibson, 21 gun salute and to the realest soldier ever Lamar Larry a/k/a Toast, pour out a little liquor as we have a toast to toast.

(1)   Ask yourself…

(2)   What makes a movie good?

(3)   Is it the Hollywood name brand actors/actresses?

(4)   Is it the expensive cameras?

(5)   Is it the glamorous lighting and special effects?

(6)   or is it simply… a good story?

They say when you expire and cross over from this life to the next that you get a spirit guide from this planet and most people pick a childhood friend, family member or some random missed loved one, the question is . . . who do you pick for your spirit guide that you know personally from this life time . . . choose wisely, because in this story your spirit guide is NOT guiding you through heaven,

Here’s the scenario…

NOISES

This story takes place at John George Psychotherapy Pavilion in San Leandro, Ca

Seth: That was the night that the noises started.

Doctor: Noises . . . what noises?

Seth: You know, the noises that the house makes. The house sounds that you usually only hear when you’re in the house all alone at night when you kinda feel like you’re being monitored, some people call them settling sounds… so any way, the noises got louder and louder and more frequent… and I listened… I listened closer and closer… until I started to understand what they really were…

Doctor: What were they?

Seth: Voices… do you wanna know what they said?

BON-APPETITE

If the golden state of California was a trophy ring then one of it’s biggest diamonds would be Oakland. So much history, so much money, so much art, passion, importing and exporting all day every day. One of the pavilion facets of that diamond would be a barber shop on E-1-4 in the 60’s that’s razor sharp and ran by a shadow named Jabari, you would never guess that behind the bathroom leads directly to an underworld of movers and shakers, I’ll try to describe it to you through the eyes of a girl who we’ll call Angel and it’s her first day on the job. She walks in and meets the barbers and exactly at 11:11 in the morning she gets a text to go to the bathroom and behind the tall mirror she walks through a door and it shuts behind her and she goes down a winding staircase, through a walkway until she’s met by a hostess named Bonnie.

Bonnie:

   Short skirts go for fifties, body shots is twenties, everything else is hundred dollar drinks, you see the lovely lady with the white hair and long bangs, we call her Wind-up Doll, she’s gonna coach you, a quick crash course on how to hustle play-by-play, feel me, get ya game face on, cause it ain’t no set kick off time on this track… just 24 hour action.

Wind-up Doll:

   Hey sweets.

Angel:

   Hey, I like your hair.

Wind-up Doll:

   Thanks Pooh, alright, all you do in here is make eye contact, show some thigh, show some switch when you walk, whatever it is that you normally do to get a guy interested in you and let him know that your looking for a conversation or possibly even a date, basically, get him over here to the bar and we’ll do the rest.

Angel:

   That’s it?

Wind-up Doll:

   That’s it for this room, ask Arrowryzing about any other rooms.

Angel: Who’s Arrowryzing?

Wind-up Doll: That’s her right over there showing off all of that lamb meat in the see-through evening gown right next to the pearl filled water bed… good luck new girl.

Angel sits at the bar and over hears a conversation between a group of people and the bar keep, the bar keeper’s name is T-Hen, but most people call him T-Black and he’s talking to this group of people. It was 6 of them 4 guys and 2 girls. Those people were:

Fever—from 6-9, by the vill in East Oakland a bright star in the night sky, she gives off so much light, she just literally melts dark matter. Haters, don’t even speak their thoughts because Fever’s so cool, they know that it will hurt them more by trying to make her look bad, the same way females look dumb when they talk down on Kiesha Cole when the whole world sees how real she is. Fever’s popularity stems from her style, she was a rare type of player, the type who loves the game so much, that she sees past winning, the same way a gamer would look at John Madden who came a long way from coaching the Oakland Raiders, the same way a mack would look at Hugh Hef… she was past the politics and money, she was an icon, she did it for the love and would do it all again. Her beauty added a lot to her character, but it wasn’t all about just that, she was more, everybody could clearly see it, but nobody could put their finger on what it was, because she was clearly more of it, whatever it was that she had, everyone wanted.

Madame-V—from the 70’s in the east, but grew up in the Rollin Hunits

      Madame V had a strong love for the art(s), not just making moves and fast talking, but just hustling, her pops had strong ties with the Nortenos and together they made alotta smart money, Madame V brought burn outs to the hood, you know the chipped cells, she had the machine that stole signals, she had the machines that made the funny traveler checks, prints on the fits and just about everything but the only one thing you won’t find in the Bay… . Coca leaves, so that was always her goal to try to figure out a way to grow that in the town.

Thizz a/k/a the womanizer—from the North by Bush Ride

      Thizz will straight up tell you in a minute, "I go with the flow, literally, Thizz used to be a rapper, but alotta girls kinda ganged up on him and turned him out and since he had so many connects from rapping, one thing lead to another once he saw all the money, he did a far well early retirement album and ain’t hit the studio since. Before he rapped he played football up at Tech, Oakland Technical High-School and ended up being cool with one of his main rivals who played for Sky Line high, which was Top Billin.

Top Billing—from the 90’s in Deep East Oakland

      Top Billing was kinda more of just security for their small time operation when it first came together, you know getting chicks to appointments, hold down bachelor parties, in and out to the car after they worked some poles, collecting debts, things like that, but he got caught with a gun and went down for a while, Thizz looked out for him and when he got out he taught him everything he knew, they were all on-line by then and alotta go was state to state.

Kiss the Girls—West Oakland Lower Bottoms

      Kiss the girls was from West Oakland, born and raised, his uncle raised him and taught him everything he knew, if it was ever a real definition of a rose that grew from the concrete this was it. He was the true master to the concept of a hustler, that’s why everyone loved him, he got rich selling dope, turned around and got strung out on hop, shook that and came back around and got rich again, started preaching for awhile got a big following at a church that was originally empty, turned that over to his son and disappeared again and met Top Billing at a bar in Hawaii and single conversation changed things.

and last but not least…

Cedi-bono aka 115%—Sobrante Park

Cedi-bono had always been a local celebrity but everybody remembers the night his car earned a name for itself, it became an infamous car to some and a famous one to others, it was after a big Bay Area function thrown at Lake Berryessa and everyone who didn’t sleep over and made it back to Oakland that night was out at the beginning of the strip right at Foot Hill Square, Cedi-bono had two of his girls sitting on the hood of it, not just any girls, but two of the hottest squirters in the Bay, tight tops on with their bottoms off and shaved, everybody rushed in to see which of the pretty ladies would get their rocks off first from the rattling vibrations of all the heat under the hood of his 1969 SS Camaro that was runnin so hard that it was no where near street legal. Another time, back when acid wash jeans was in and brick cell phone’s sat in your back pocket and you could easily find zap boards, see a movie at Eastmont Mall or the Century or spend a day at the Castle or Malibu, I don’t know maybe late 80’s early 90s somewhere in there, Cedi-bono put together an underground Black Foxy Boxing Circuit, that was the thing for awhile and that lead to something else and that to the next thing, one thing leads to another and to make a long story short, that’s who Cedi-bono a/k/a 115% was, he was East Oakland.

T-Black: It’s a lotta macking going on in the Town, if it’s narc’s running wild in Vice City, trust me it’s BIG PIMPIN in San Andreas, I hate meeting up with you all like this under these circumstances but you know how it is, when management gets at me, I gotta get at you, so drink what you want, when that phone rings at midnight, I’ll give you the war report.

Top Billing: it’s hard out here for a pimp, especially tonight, It’s that time again, kizzy

Kiss the girls: Yeah… I know.

Top Billing: Kiss’em good bye, I already started stacking my chips as high as I possibly could, Mannnnnn… I hope you didn’t grow too attached because it hurts like hell losing them like this… trust me, I know…

Kiss the girls: Why do we put up with it, I mean, if we see the bullet coming, why don’t we dodge it?

Top Billing: Cause it ain’t a bullet, if anything it’s more like an army or armageddon, you ever notice how we all got our girls on the net and no one ever gets in trouble with the law, we always know when to skip one town and go to the next, we never have to work to get new Johns, they just come to us and everything has been so smooth?

Kiss the girls: What are you saying, is the police playing us?

Top Billing: Higher up then police, even higher up then old money.

Kiss the girls: I’m confused, ya lost me.

Madame V: "Kiss the girls, if I ever tap into the market for women who wanna pay to play, you