Why my Nick-Names Billie, chapter 1

*Buzzing from a distance, coming closer*
My hand hits my alarm clock at 5am, on a foggy Monday morning. Falling out of bed, moaning. Opening my closet doors, remembering I was going to clean out my closet last night. Looking over and my DVD/CD player, I forgot to turn it on, so when I'm fixing my wavey punk hair, trying to get it straightened, I walk over the my CD player, goes straight to Holiday, on scrabble. I pull out my hot pink tank-top, put my white, 3/4 sleeve orchestra shirt, taking forever to get it buttoned, slip my red tie over that. Fix my eyeliner putting my hair in a ponytail, grab my bangs and straightening my hair, I look at my binder with one of my poems, that my mom thinks are too harsh, even for me to think about. Look at my calander, “Only… 2, 4, 6…� counting by 2’s to get to November 16, 2004, “8 more days till the Green Day concert…� Rolls eyes, “Yay, wave the victory flag of depression! I’m never going to be able to go to a Green Day concert, and lets see… 17 days till the, L.A. concert…� Grabs CD player, American Idiot CD, and some batteries, running down the stairs, turns the radio on for my bird, Nikki. Runs back upstairs, turns the computer on. “I’m so fucking mad! My dad doesn’t like one song on this whole CD… I don’t get it!!! Well, anyway, it’s a good thing I’ve been making all these remixes!�
~Skips ahead to school~
“Katie! I’m wearing… pink!!! I feel so fucking odd…� I say to my friend, and she starts laughing, cause normally I don’t wear pink, but I mean my boyfriend asked me to wear pink the night before, how could I say no!? “Oh, and the really sucky thing is, that my CD player died on the bus this morning… so now I cant listen to my fave band! Where the hell is Jon?� I said jumping angrily and looking at the main door to enter the commons.
“Hey Harley! Where’s Jo--- Oh never mind I found him!� I walk over to my boyfriend, the only one perfect for me! “There you are!� Walking over to Jon, so happy to see him after, what I thought was going to be the never ending weekend. “WOAH! I didn’t see you, your wearing pink! You blended in with the croud!� Jon said, smiling. “Very funny, very funny...� I said, hugging him.
~Skipping ahead to lockers, before 1st period~
“Ok, I’ll see you soon,� I hug Jon, and he kisses me on my cheek so I give him a kiss back. I start to blush a little when I walk into my humanities class, because everyone is looking at me. “JEN! Ok, sorry I shall be coming in a little late, from now on.�
A little while later, while day dreaming of meeting Billie Joe, Mike & Tre`, Ms. Weber, my teacher, says to get out a piece of paper and something to write with. “You guys are going to write out what you did over the weekend, but it’s going to be like a newscaster.�
“Umm… alrighty then…� I said, starting to write on my paper. “Katherine “Rin� Holm…�
My friend Jen reads my paper, cause we had to trade with someone…
Jen, reading my paper says “ Wait, hold on, I cant read that…� She says pointing to one spot, “Oh… Called her boyfriend, he’s sleeping… still!�
Once she got done, everyone was asking me who my boyfriend was… So that was getting a little annoying, “Jon Tate, now please… shut up!� I said, cause I had a head ache. I’m day dreaming again! Once the bell rings for us to go to break, I meet Jon at the lockers, and we talk for a little bit… It’s so nice to have some that likes you for you really are!!! “Ok, at lunch, I’ll tell you the good & bad news… k?� I said, giving him a hug. “Cant you tell me now?� Jon asked. “No… silly, I have to get to class!�
~LUNCH, middle of conversation~
“You can enter as many remixes you want to. It’s so fucking cool! I’ve made, umm about 12… or so…�
“Ok, so WHY do you want to get these tickets so badly?�
“Umm DUH!!! THEIR GREEN DAY!!! You get their autographs, talk with them, go on stage, oh and it’s down in L.A. and one of your friends and you get flown down there a day or two before and stay in a great hotel! Oh and backstage passes too, I think…�
~5 days before L.A. concert~
Phone rings…
“Daddy, can you get that?� I asked looking at the phone, thinking it was for him.
“Sorry, I’m busy!� “Well, your nice…� I said, picking up the phone, still leaving my American Idiot CD playing blasting loud. “Hello?�
“Good Afternoon! Is there a Rin Holm there?� said the voice on the other line.
“Speaking…� I said, I sighed a little, looking over at Jon walk out of the bathroom.
“Who’s that?� Jon asked with his mouth. I shrugged. I hear some other people talking in the background, saying, what I think is, “Dude, come on! 5 days… she’s got to get down here in 2 days!� or, “Wonder if she can play cello?�
“Hello? I’m a bit busy at the moment… If this is any kind of prank, I shall be hanging up in… 1, 2, 3, 4, 4 and a half, 5… Good bye sir…� I start to take the phone away from my ear.
“WAIT!!!� I hear the voice. “I’m sorry about that… and this is not a prank. You remember making a remix called… ‘Random Bordum’?�
“Yea, I do remember, it was for winning two tickets to go to Green Day’s L.A. concert, in 5 days, I know I didn’t win!� I said with a little laugh.
“Are you sure your Rin, cause you sound a bit older than 13…� said the voice.
“Oh, the phone, it changes my voice…� I said rolling my eyes.
“Oh, just checking… Well to get down to the point… Just a second…� The voice fades a little, “Come on, you guys have to help too!�
All the sudden I hear three voices, “HEY! IT’S GREEN DAY! CALLING TO SAY THAT YOU WON 2 TICKETS, BACKSTAGE PASESS, AND A HOTEL, FOR OUR L.A. CONCERT!!!�
“What, wait… You three are all Green Day? Let me get this straight! Ok… When I say your name please say something? Billie Joe…�
“Tis ME!!!�
“Ok… Mike…�
“I’m making popcorn, hold on!!!�
“He is really making popcorn? I don’t hear a popcorn maker… Whatever! And… my question, that I shall answer, HOW COULD YOU NOW FORGET TRE`???�
“Yerp, Tre` Cool, is on the line!�
I screamed so loudly my dad came running upstairs wondering what’s going on.
“Here…I’m going to put you guys on speaker, ok?� I asked looking at my dad.
“Sure!� Mike was the one closest to the phone now…
“Ok, daddy, on the other line, is Green Day, ok?� I said really slowly so he could understand.
“Are we on speaker?� Billie asked playing with his guitar.
“Yea! Ok, look my dad really doesn’t like your American Idiot song, so please! PLEASE tell him why you wrote it!?�
So after Billie told my dad what the song was about, he understood.
“JON!!! WE GET TO GO TO THE L.A. CONCERT!!!� Screaming my head off, I hug Jon.
“Jon, he’s your boyfriend?� Billie asked.
“Yep, got that right!� I said still jumping around.
“Wait, I really have to do this…� I said changing my CD player to #10 or Letterbomb. I started singing once Billie’s voice came on.
“Where have all the bastards gone? The underbelly stacks up 10 high…�
“OK OK!!!� Tre` said, I little happy… “Dude she sounds like you…�
“That is me!� Billie said.
“No she has Billie’s voice off… she’s a bit of a tech geek…� Jon said, look at me, playing my guitar. “She’s also playing on her guitar…�
Once the song ended I hear clapping. “Fuck! Your almost as good as Billie!!!� Said Mike. “Can you play bass?�
“Yea! Drums too! Cello, violin, farfesta, and mandolin! I’m so fucking talented!� I said, picking up my bass.
“Would you like me to do St. Jimmy on bass?�
“YEA!� They all yelled at the phone.
“Ok, gees, don’t have to get to, evil…�
~The day of the L.A. Concert~
“Hey Rin, do you want to sing some of the songs with me?� Billie asked, “Or you could, just play your guitar… Whatever you want to do…�
“I’M SINGING! Oh hey, umm do you think we could do, Blood, Sex & Booze? I really love that song! Why I really don’t know…� I said, a little shy at first.
“Sure! If you want to sing it that is…� Billie said with a little laugh.
“Umm, ok…� I said, playing a bit of the song on my bass I brought with.
“Umm, why have you been wearing a hat for about 3 days?� Billie asked.
“Oh, you’ll see! I’m still not done with my hair… so, I might pop out of nowhere in the middle of American Idiot or something…� I said turning around.
“Yea, I was wondering why your hair was always in a hat…� Jon said, watching me walk into the dressing room.
“Hey Mike, Hey Tre� Walking in not noticing that they didn’t even have pants on. I walk into the bathroom, lock the door. “Umm, I think these are yours Mike, I opened the door, and handed Mike his black pants with a white stripe on the sides.
“Thanks…� Mike said a little worried. “So you don’t mind when guys are getting dressed and they have to pants or shirts on?�
“Nope! And I really don’t care if there are guys around, and I have on my bra and underwear on only. I really don’t give a shit!� I said, hunting around in the doors where Tre`, Billie, & Mike kept their hair dye stuff. “Tre`, where’s that neon green hair dye?� I asked.
“Should be in the second to bottom drawer. Wait why?�
“You’ll see!� I said, getting a little mad.
“Ok, well we’re leaving now, we’re about to start you know…� Said Mike, knocking on the door.
“I know. I’ll see you guys on stage!� I said, giving them just a little hit.
And of cource Billie is in his Pink bunny costume…
And about in the middle of American Idiot, when Billie is standing in front of the flag, and is saying, “Don’t want to be an American, don’t want a nation under the new media, information age of hysteria.� I run out play my guitar and the audience is screaming even more! And I have Billie’s black hair, with neon green spiked tips, Black button down shirt, and GREEN tie, not red like Billie Joe has, and dark green, almost black, Dickes jeans, my black pyramid black put on to my right side, with my white and green converses.
“You look like Billie!� Tre` said. Mike nodded, and Billie smiled really surprised I could look like him.
We play all the songs on the American Idiot CD and I get to sing Blood, Sex & Booze! I got my bass and guitar signed, I got a bunch a shit signed!
"Ok, your now Billie, you can have my name! Oh, and if any gives you shit about, punch em!" Billie said, "We'll keep in contact & I didnt lose your email addie" So that’s my story, a bit long… but on well!!!

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