Burning Out, chapter 1

"It's no good," said Billie Joe, as he slumped into his armchair, "There's nothing there, I'm normally good at this, but I ain't got inspiration!" The latest Green Day album, for some reason or another, wasn't really going to plan. Partly, because drummer Tre' Cool had found that sticking a chopstick up each nostril made you look like a walrus, which was keeping him preoccupied. But it was mostly because Billie Joe couldn't find any inspiration for the songs.
" Look, man, you've just gotta find something in your life thats interesting." sighed a very bored Mike Dirnt, "Why don't you write about... oh... I don't know... Maybe about Tre' sticking chopsticks up his nose." It was a poor excuse for a song, but Billie Joe tried it anyway.
"Exschuze me," sed Tre', slurring his words a bit, as his nose was blocked up,
" But, if anyone wants to write a shong about me, can they add shumthing about pig wrestling, and/or masturbation?"
" Not again, don't you remember 'Dominated Love Slave'?" asked Mike, still bored out of his skull.
" Yesh," replyed Tre', dropping the chopsticks from his nose, " That song happens to be a classic."

They all stopped what they were doing for a while, just to think about stuff. Billie Joe started to think about his lunch, because he hadn't eaten since four that morning. Mike, tried to think about a bassline for a song, as Tre' and Billie Joe weren't doing very good on the music side of stuff. And Tre', well, he was thinking about his chopsticks again.

Then, out of the corner of his eye, Billie Joe saw someone out of the window. It was a girl who looked exactly like the girl he imagined to be Whatshername. She was pretty, but her clothes looked a bit old and worn. She was carrying a green bag, which had something sticking out of the top, but Billie Joe couldn't tell what it was. She looked to be waiting for something, or someone.

" I'm going home now guys, see you all Sunday" said Billie Joe.
" See you!" Mike and Tre' exclaimed together.
Billie Joe walked out of the room and out onto the street, with every intention of sitting and waiting with the girl. By this time it was raining heavily.
" 'Scuse me, you look a little cold, my name's Billie Joe, i'm in a band called Green Day, ya heard of us?" he stammered.
" Yeah, i've heard of you, and yes I am cold, what of it?" the girl asked politely.
" Well, my house is just a couple of blocks away, I wondered if you'd like to wait there until the rain stops?" By this point, he was very nervous, he kind of liked her.
" Yes, thankyou, I'm Kate, i'm a huge fan of yours." She took a deep breath, got up, and followed Billie Joe to his house.