Adam part 3 by Bald K

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Adam woke up Sunday morning and walked out of the bedroom at Scott’s home and saw Scott walking towards the bathroom.
"How is your head this morning?" Scott asked Adam as he walked out of the bathroom. "You got on the whisky pretty heavy last night."
"Banging," Adam replied. "I did not know you had swallows inked on your chest."
"Also got the word skinhead on my back with the crucified skinhead below it," Scott replied as he turned to show Adam his back.
"Awesome," Adam said as he saw the tattoos. "I should get the swallows done after the dragon on my back."
"Get the swallows done first and have a serious think about your back," Scott suggested. "Do you want to use the bathroom?"
"Yeah, I need to get my grandad to run the Oster’s over my skull before I see zero edge on Tuesday," Adam replied. "Are you at the gig?"
"Would not miss it, have you heard any of their music?" Scott asked Adam.
"No, it will be a new experience for me," Adam replied. "Punk told me that they are more hardcore."
"Very much more hardcore," Scott said to Adam. "After you shower, I will play you one of their albums if you like."
"Not got anything on until I go for lunch at my grandparents," Adam replied. "See you soon."
Adam walked into the bathroom and showered and dried himself before going back to the bedroom and dressing. Adam then made his way to the lounge where Scott was sitting.
"Do you have any asprin for my hangover?" Adam asked Scott. "It sounds like somebody is playing the drums in my head."
"Sure, I will go and get some," Scott grinned. "Bacon sandwich and a coffee to go with it?"
"Just a coffee, I am still feeling the kebab we had last night," Adam replied.
Scott walked into the kitchen and made the coffee and found the asprin for Adam before walking back into the lounge and handing Adam his asprin and coffee.
"Ready for some hardcore oi then?" Scott asked Adam as he placed a DVD in the player. "This is the last tour they done last year called the gateway to hell tour."
"I see what you mean," Adam said to Scott after a couple of songs. "I like it."
"I can do you a stick with their music and a couple of other hardcore oi bands stuff if you like," Scott said to Adam. "Get you ready for Tuesday when you see them."
"Go for it," Adam replied. "This is more my scene I think."
Scott left Adam watching the DVD and burned a stick with zero edge and a few other bands music for Adam before walking back downstairs and handed Adam the stick.
"Cheers," Adam said as he put the stick in his pocket. "I am really getting into this."
"Try these websites and these bands," Scott said to Adam as he wrote the websites and band names down on a piece of paper.
"I will, and I will get my haircut back down to the five zero skinhead before we go," Adam told Scott.
"Why not go smooth like me and Tommy?" Scott suggested. "I could do you a shaved dome now if you want."
"Yeah, why the f*** not?" Adam grinned. "I am up for it."
"I will check I have a spare appointment for you," Scott laughed. "You are in luck, if you would like to follow me."
Adam followed Scott upstairs into the bathroom and sat on the stool. Scott tucked a towel into Adam’s polo shirt and ran the water until it was piping hot and ran a flannel under it before placing it on Adam’s head and massaging it before removing it. Scott then got his shaving bowl and brush out of the cupboard and got a good lather in the bowl before applying a thick layer of shaving cream over Adam’s stubble.
"Feels awesome this hot lather on my scalp," Adam said to Scott as Scott picked up his five-blade razor.
"I will try not to cut you," Scott grinned as he started to shave the side of Adam’s head. "Come over Tuesday and I will redo it for you, or Tommy will do it when you finish work."
"Thanks mate, it feels weird the way the razor is scraping my stubble off my scalp," Adam replied.
Scott continued to carefully shave the rest of Adam’s head before placing the razor back in the cupboard.
"Does sir like his bald head?" Scott grinned as Adam looked in the mirror.
"Nah, I don’t like it, I f***ing love it!" Adam exclaimed as he rubbed his now bald head. "It feel so weird having no hair."
"I thought you would like it," Scott said as he removed the towel and wiped Adam’s head. "I must go now; I have an appointment with a friend I must keep."
"I thought you did not work on Sunday?" Adam said to Scott.
"Oh, I am not doing any work on him," Scott replied. "If I don’t see you before, I will see you Tuesday."
"You sure will," Adam said as he slipped his jacket on. "Thanks for putting me up for the night and introducing me to skinhead hardcore oi."
Adam checked the time and decided to make his way to his grandparents for his usual Sunday roast dinner, buying a couple of bottles of red wine on route.
"Hey grandad, I got the webs done," Adam said as he walked into the house. "Also had the head shaved smooth by a mate this morning."
"Your mother has been on the phone about that bloke she has moved into the house and his son," Adam’s grandad told Adam. "You look good bald young man."
"What did you tell my mother?" Adam asked his grandad.
"That they are not welcome in my house," Adam’s grandad replied. "How much do I need to transfer into your bank account for the excellent webs on your elbows?"
"A ton and fifty," Adam replied. "I have already seen one I want done to cover my back."
"You are addicted to the ink," Adam’s grandad laughed. "If only my son had not met your mother god knows how many tattoos he would have got."
"I guess so," Adam grinned. "A new younger version of my dad, but with more ink and earrings."
"Well lunch is nearly ready," Adam’s grandad said as he put away his gardening equipment. "Get the wine open.


"Thank you for yet another wonderful Sunday lunch," Adam said as he kissed his gran on the cheek. "I suppose I had better go home and face the music."
"Anytime you need a break you know where we are," Adam’s grandad said to Adam. "When do you pick up your motorbike?"
"It should be ready tomorrow," Adam replied. "The parts should be there in the morning."
"You will not need to rely on your mother as a taxi service then," Adam’s grandfather laughed. "Bring it round when you get it."
"I will," Adam replied. "Oh, is it ok if I take the Oster’s home with me?"
"Of course, you can, are you going to use them on somebody?" Adam’s grandad replied.
Adam made his way to the bedroom and took the Oster’s out of the drawer and put them in a bag before making his way home and saw Kevin’s car parked on the driveway. Adam sighed as he walked up the driveway and let himself into the house. Adam quickly went up to his bedroom and put the Oster’s in a drawer before making his way downstairs.
"So, you have finally decided to come home," Adam’s mum said as she walked out of the kitchen. "Have you gone and shaved the rest of your hair off against my wishes?"
"My mate Scott did it this morning at his place." Noah replied calmly. "I think I suit the bald look."
"Well, I do not," Adam’s mum told Adam. "I need you to clear out the garage so Kevin can put his car into it."
"And where am I going to practice my music?" Adam asked his mum.
"Not my problem," Adam’s mum replied. "Dinner will be ready in an hour after the F1 race has finished.
"I am not hungry, I had my dinner at nan and grandad’s place," Noah told his mum as he took a bottle of beer out of the fridge. "I had five bottles in there, who has nicked one?"
"Joseph has had one," Noah’s mum replied.
"But he is only sixteen! And it is my beer!" Adam shouted at his mum before storming into the lounge. "Oi Josephine, you do not take my beer without f***ing asking!" Adam shouted at Joseph.
"Anybody can have anything they want out of the fridge," Kevin told Adam. "And he is Joseph, not Josephine."
"Was I talking to you goofy!" Adam shouted at Kevin. "Your f***ing daughter keeps her hands off my beer got that!"
"What do you think you are doing? We were watching the F1 race," Kevin said as Adam changed the tv channel.
"England v France kicks off in twenty," Adam replied. "Sunday in this house is football and rugby, cricket in the summer."
"But we always watch the F1," Joseph said to Adam. "Tell him dad."
"There is a TV upstairs, f*** off and watch it there," Adam told Joseph. "This is my house not yours."
"But we live here now, and you will learn to respect both of us," Kevin told Adam. "We will watch the end of the race upstairs, leave the shaven headed thug to watch his football."
"I am no thug just because I prefer the skinhead look," Adam replied with a smug look on his face.
"Adam, we need to talk," Adam’s mum said as she walked into the lounge.
"Yeah, whatever," Adam replied as he took a mouthful of his beer.
"Kevin and Joseph now live here with us, so you will start to show them some respect," Adam’s mum told Adam. "They are helping out with the bills so we can afford the wedding in a few months."
"Well, I will not be at your wedding to that goofy twat and Josephine will never be my stepbrother!" Adam shouted at his mum.
"Adam, please see this is what I want, I want us all to live as a happy family," Adam’s mum pleaded with Adam.
"And you were f***ing s***ing him while my father was alive, using the excuse of working late," Adam replied. "Go on deny it."
"Adam, please give us a break, I would never have hurt your father," Adam’s mum pleaded. "I was not always with Kevin."
"Do what you like I am going to my room," Adam replied as he stood up. "I am going to listen to some new music I was given."
"Oi goofy, you can go back downstairs with your long-haired dick of a daughter," Adam said as he went to his room. "Let’s see what this other music Scott gave me sounds like."
Adam placed the stick in his midi music system and put his headphones on and pressed the play button.
"Oh yeah, I like this hardcore skinhead music," Adam thought to himself. "Cannot wait until Tuesday."


"Well, you have done really well on your first day," Dave said to Adam. "You have the makings on an excellent mechanic."
"Thank you," Adam grinned. "I am now on my way to pick up my new motorbike."
"At least you will not have to rely on the buses," Tommy said to Adam. "I can give you a lift if you like."
"Thanks mate," Adam said to Tommy. "It will get me home quicker so I can show my mum."
Adam climbed into the passenger seat of Tommy’s sports car and secured his seat belt.
"So, you like the motorbikes then?" Tommy asked Adam as he pulled off the forecourt.
"Me and my dad used to go to the speedway during the summer," Adam replied. "But with him being too ill to drive and then losing his life I have not been this season."
"I go regularly to that," Tommy told Adam. "I could take you and split the cost of petrol."
"Why not?" Adam replied. "When I get my car licence, we could alternate driving."
"Are you having driving lessons?" Tommy asked Adam.
"I need to sort them out," Adam replied. "It would need to be after work I guess."
"True," Tommy replied as he pulled up outside the motorbike dealers. "See you in the morning."
"That is my bike over there," Adam said to Tommy as he pointed at his bike. "Time to piss off my mum again."
Adam got out of the car and walked into the motorbike dealership and found the young man who had dealt with.
"Nice baldie," the young man said to Adam as they walked into the office to sort out the final payment for the bike. "I wish I had the guts to go skinhead."
"Why don’t you?" Adam asked the young man. "I know somebody who could do it for you very cheap."
"I love hardcore skinhead, but every time I sit in the chair I chicken out," the young man sighed.
"I was the same until last week when I walked into the barber’s and managed to say do it," Adam admitted. "I have Oster clippers at home if you want me to do it for you."
"Would you do it for me before I see zero edge at the centre?" The young man asked Adam. I am Charlie by the way."
"Sure, what time do you get away from here?" Adam asked Charlie.
"I am on my day off tomorrow, so anytime is fine by me," Charlie told Adam. "I finish in five minutes so maybe do it for me today?"
"Sure, shall I come over to your place?" Adam asked Charlie. "Or would you prefer to get it done at mine?"
"I could follow you home on my bike," Charlie suggested to Adam. "Then maybe I could buy you a beer?"
"Okay I will wait for you," Adam told Charlie. "I will get used to my bike while I wait."
Adam put his leather jacket and helmet on and drove round a few streets before returning to the showroom and saw Charlie waiting for him.
"All set?" Adam asked Charlie as Charlie put his helmet on.
"Let’s do it," Charlie replied as he started his bike and followed Adam to his house.
"We can do the haircut in the garage," Adam told Charlie as he took his helmet off. "How short are you thinking of going?"
"Like yours, all off," Charlie replied. "I have never considered anything longer than a grade one to be a skinhead."
"I will just go and get the Oster’s" Adam told Charlie as he walked into the house and saw Joseph sitting in the lounge. Without saying a word Adam walked up to his bedroom and took the Oster’s out of the drawer along with the nylon cape that was with them. Adam walked back downstairs and unlocked the side door to the garage and walked in with Charlie.
"Take a seat on the stool then," Adam told Charlie as he plugged the Oster’s into the wall socket. "All off five zero skinhead then? Adam asked Charlie as he tucked the nylon cape into Charlie’s shirt.
"Yeah, a five zero skinhead," Charlie replied.
"Here we go then," Adam said as he switched the Oster’s on and pushed Charlie’s head forward before placing the clippers at the base of his hairline and running the clippers up the back of Charlie’s head.
"I did not know I had let my hair grow so long." Charlie said to Adam as he saw the first locks of hair slide down the cape. "Can I say I changed my mind?" Charlie laughed as he saw more hair tumble into his lap.
"How would you explain having no hair on the back of your head?" Adam laughed as he continued to shave Charlie’s hair off.
Adam finished off shaving Charlie’s head and switched the Oster’s off and ensured he had not missed a spot before removing the cape.
"How does it look?" Charlie asked Adam as he stood up and rubbed his head.
"You look a proper skinhead boy now," Adam replied. "Just need some ink and metal now."
"Work does not allow metal in your ears or any visible tattoos," Charlie sighed. "Fancy a beer?"
"Don’t forget you have to ride home," Adam said to Charlie.
"True, meet me in the cat in fifteen," Charlie replied.


"There you go, one reshaved skull," Tommy said to Adam as he put the razor down. "Are you looking forward to seeing zero edge tonight?"
"Sure am," Adam replied as he slipped his shirt back on. "What time are we meeting up?"
"We are meeting in the crown at seven," Tommy told Adam. "I think punk boy has booked you both a taxi for six thirty."
"I will see you at seven then," Adam said as he put his leather jacket and helmet on.
Adam rode home to see both his mother’s and Kevin’s cars outside the house. Pulling upon the drive Adam dismounted from his bike and put it in the garage begore walking into the kitchen.
"So, you have gone and got the motorbike," Adam’s mum sighed. "Why you did not wait until you passed your driving test and got a car I do not know."
"Come on mum, the traffic in this city is getting worse," Adam replied. "You knew I wanted to get a motorbike."
"Dinner is in thirty minutes, what have you got planned for tonight?" Adam’s mum inquired.
"Meeting up with some mates and going to a gig at the centre," Adam replied.
"Why not take Joseph along with you?" Adam’s mum suggested. "It would be good for him to get to know you better."
"Why should I?" Adam replied. "He does not seem to do anything but sit in his room playing on his Xbox."
"Adam, please make an effort to get to know Joseph," Adam’s mum pleaded. "He really wants you and him to be friends."
"I will call my mate and see if there are any tickets available," Adam said. "He is going to look so out of place with it being a skinhead event," Adam thought to himself. "He will be so embarrassed with his long hair."
Adam made his way upstairs and knocked on Joseph’s door before walking in.
"What do you want baldie?" Joseph said to Adam.
"Look, I was wondering if you fancied coming to the centre and seeing a band tonight?" Adam replied.
"Is it a skinhead band?" Joseph asked Adam.
"No, it is more a rock group," Adam lied. "I will call my mate and see if there are any tickets left.
"I suppose I could come, but I don’t have much money," Joseph said to Adam.
"I will pay, a sort of being sorry I have been so nasty to you," Adam replied.
"Go on then," Joseph grinned.
Adam walked out of Joseph’s bedroom and closed the door and went into the bathroom and quickly showered before going into his bedroom and getting dressed.
"Skinhead booted and suited," Adam grinned as he looked in the mirror. "Josephine will not know what has hit him tonight."
"I hear you are taking Joseph to see a band tonight," Kevin said to Adam as Adam walked into the lounge.
"I have just to make a call to see if there are any tickets left," Adam replied as he got his phone out and called Scott. "Hey baldie, any tickets left for tonight?" Adam asked Scott.
"I have a spare as my bird has gone down with a heavy cold," Scott replied.
"I am bringing along Joseph, who now lives with me if that is, ok?" Adam said to Scott.
"You mean Josephine? F*** he is going to be in for a massive shock." "Scott laughed.
"Yeah, see you in the crown at seven then baldie," Adam said as he ended the call. "You are in luck; my mates bird has got ill so he has a spare you can have." Adam told Joseph.
"Great, I am looking forward to it," Joseph grinned.
"Adam, did you give somebody a haircut yesterday?" Kevin asked Adam.
"Yeah, my mate had got himself some clippers and asked me to shave his hair off why?" Adam replied.
"You could have cleared the hair up off the garage floor," Kevin told Adam.
"Sorry, I will clear it up tomorrow," Adam replied.
"What time are you going to this gig?" Kevin asked Adam.
"I am meeting Lewis from the pub at six and he has a taxi booked for six thirty," Adam replied.
"Just don’t get too drunk," Kevin told Adam. "You don’t want to lose your licence for being over the limit."
"We probably will not be home before eleven, so we will see you tomorrow," Adam told his mum and Kevin.
"Enjoy yourselves," Adam’s mum said as Adam and Joseph walked out of the house and made their way to the pub where Lewis was waiting for them.
"Oi, oi punk boy like the new liberty red tipped hawk," Adam said as he saw Lewis. "This is Joseph, who is now living with me."
"Nice to meet you," Lewis said to Joseph. "Fancy a pint before we go into the city?"
"I will have a phoenix and Joseph a coke as he is only sixteen," Adam replied. "What made you go dye the tips of your hawk?"
"I was bored this morning and my sis was off, so she suggested that I do it," Lewis replied. "Sophie done a good job."
"Tommy shaved my skull before we left work," Adam grinned. "I am looking forward to the gig."


"Oi skinheads!" Adam said to Scott and Tommy as he walked into the pub. "Looking forward to seeing zero edge?"
"Yeah, it has been a while since a decent group has played the centre," Scott replied. "Zero J the support is supposed to be decent as well according to Callum."
"Callum is here?" Adam asked Scott.
"He is getting the beers in," Tommy told Adam. "Get to the bar so he can get you one."
"Oi, Callum me and Lewis will have a pint and get Kevin a coke," Adam told Callum as he walked to the bar.
"He does know it is a hardcore skinhead gig?" Callum said to Adam as he saw Kevin.
"Nah, so he is in for a massive shock," Adam grinned. "Guess it is this pint and get over to the centre."
"Yeah, zero J is on at seven thirty," Callum told Adam as they took the drinks over to the table.
"Get these down us and get over to the centre," Tommy said as he picked up his beer.
Adam drank his beer and followed Kevin and the others over to the centre and walked in just as zero J walked onto the stage.
"Good evening, I am zero J, and my first song is called out of sight," zero J told the crowd.
"Why are most of the crowd skinheads or punks?" Joseph asked Adam.
"Because zero edge are hardcore skinhead," Adam replied. "Don’t you look out of place with your girly manbun."
"Why didn’t you tell me it was a skinhead band you were coming to see?" Joseph cried. "I would not have come if I had known."
"You should have asked," Adam laughed. "Enjoy some proper music not the c*** you listen to."
"I did ask you and you told me was more of a rock concert," Joseph told Adam. "I want to go home."
"F*** off then," Adam said to Joseph. "Are you afraid you might actually like some decent music instead of that drum and bass s*** you listen to."
"I am just going to see what merch they have got," Lewis said to Adam. "Fancy coming over?"
"Yeah, I will have a look at what they have got," Adam replied.
Adam walked over to the merchandise stall with Lewis and selected a couple of CD’s along with a couple of t shirts and paid for them.
"I will look on their website for some other stuff," Adam told Lewis. "Hey Charlie, liking the new skinhead look?" Adam said as he saw Charlie.
"Love it," Charlie replied. "Shocked my parents when I walked in."
"Anytime you want it freshened up let me know," Adam told Charlie. "The cost is one pint of beer."
"I will mate, fancy meeting up on Saturday?" Charlie said to Adam. "My olds are away so I have the place to myself."
"Sure, I finish work at midday on Saturday, so sort something out later," Adam replied. "Why not join us for the gig?"
"Why not," Charlie replied as he walked over to where Tommy and the others were standing.

"We have one last track before we leave but we will be back soon!" The lead singer of zero edge told the crowd, "It is a crowd favourite called oi, oi, skinhead, so let’s see you all in the pit!"
"Let’s get manbun boy to the front," Tommy said to Adam as they started to push their way forward.
"Stop pushing me!" Joseph shouted out as he felt himself being pushed to the front of the stage.
"Stop whinging," Adam said to Joseph as they got to the front of the stage.
"Skinhead, skinhead, oi, oi, oi!" The crowd shouted out with the chorus.
"Skinhead, skinhead, oi, oi, oi," Joseph shouted as the lead singer put the microphone in front of him.
"Getting into it now manbun boy?" Lewis said to Joseph.
"No," Joseph replied as he pushed his way from the front of the stage.
"Thank you and goodnight skinheads!" The lead singer shouted as the song finished.
"That was a great gig," Adam said to Lewis as they made their way out of the centre. "How did manbun boy like it?" Lewis asked Joseph.
"I hated it," Joseph replied. "Why did you not tell me it was a skinhead night?"
"So, I lied when you asked me," Adam smirked. "Shall we get a taxi back to your pub and get a last pint in?" Adam asked Lewis.
"Sounds good to me," Lewis replied. "Catch you baldies later," Lewis said to Scott and Tommy.
Adam, Joseph, and Lewis got in a taxi and after a short journey walked back into Lewis’ pub.
"What would manbun boy like for a last drink?" Lewis asked Joseph.
"A pint of beer as I have been drinking beer tonight, punk boy," Joseph replied.
"Go and sit in the corner then," Lewis told Joseph as he walked behind the bar and pulled the pints of beer. "Busy tonight, Debs?" Lewis asked Debbie.
"The usuals came in," Debbie replied. "The darts team were away tonight and needed you to play."
"This gig was planned months ago," Lewis told Debbie. "You can go now, and I will lock up."
Debbie put her jacket on and walked out of the pub. As Debbie left Lewis locked the door to the pub and walked over to where Adam and Joseph were sitting.
"Blade five are playing in London a week on Saturday if you fancy it," Lewis told Adam. "We could listen to one of their albums tomorrow evening when we do a gym session."
"Sounds like a plan," Adam replied. "Fancy a trip to London?" Adam asked Joseph.
"What and listen to more of that skinhead c***?" Joseph replied. "You would probably drag me into a barber and get him to shave my hair off."
"As if we would," Lewis grinned. "One final beer before you go?"


Adam arrived home from work and put his motorbike in the garage before walking into the kitchen where his mum and Kevin were preparing the dinner.
"I suppose you thought it was funny taking my son to a skinhead concert?" Kevin said to Adam. "Making him look out of place with his long hair."
"He could have walked out when he found out what sort of music it was," Adam replied. "It was my mother’s suggestion that I took him."
"You could have said what music it was, and I would have not suggested taking Joseph," Adam’s mother replied. "You also gave him beer."
"Joseph also told us you pushed him to the front of the stage for the last song," Kevin said to Adam.
"Yeah, and when the microphone was pushed into his face, he shouted out skinhead, skinhead, oi, oi, oi," Adam smirked. I am off to the pub for a weights session with Lewis."
"What about your food?" Kevin said to Adam.
"I will heat it up when I get back," Adam replied as he made his way out of the kitchen. Why did you have to tell my mum and your dad about last night?" Adam said to Joseph as he walked past him.
"It just came out," Joseph replied. "But you humiliated me in front of your mates."
"I think that secretly you enjoyed it," Adam told Joseph. "Tell me when you want to lose your hair."
"I am never getting my head shaved," Joseph told Adam as he walked into the lounge.
Adam quickly put his gym clothes in a hold all before changing and going back downstairs.
"I forgot to tell you, me and Kevin are at a wedding on Saturday and am staying in a hotel for the night," Adam’s mum told Adam.
"Fine, I will see you later," Adam replied as he walked out of the house and made his way to the pub.

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