School Days to Green Day, chapter 1

"Date me, or else we'll kill you!" Said a voice.
I was walking down the school corridors and heard something. I couldn't help it but to stop and listen.
"No, go away!" Said another voice.
I recognised that voice, Billie Joe. It seems like he was in trouble, but I decided not to go in until things get worse.
"Date me, you know you want to..." Said another teeny voice.
"I SAID NO!" Billie Joe replied, "Ow..."
That "Ow" sounds like Billie is really in trouble so I just ran into the sight of two girls, Billie Joe and a stinky boys bathroom.
"Leave him alone!!!" I shouted, and the two girls just ran off in fear.
"Thank you... who are you?" Billie asked.
"I'm Madison, new girl here..." I replied. Suddenly, a skinny, tall boy ran into the room.
"I was waiting for you at the school gates! You fucking idiot, why didn't you tell me you were going to the boys bathroom?!" Mike asked and then stared at me, "And what on earth is a girl doing here?!"
"I had to... do my business... and then two girls came running in asking to date me or else I'll be killed. Then Madison told them to go away."Billie replied.
"Ok... so did you and that girl get-it-on?"
Whispered Mike.
"NO!" Billie shouted. "Although she IS quite pretty..."
"I have to go home now..." I said.
"Hey, we'll walk home with you!" Mike said.
"No... I'll be fine..." I said.
"Come on... We won't hurt you."
"Oh...ok! But only once!"
I didn't talk, or say anything. All I just did was listen to them talk about some performance at Rod's Hickory Pit.
"How long have you been here for?" Billie asked.
"Erm... I only just arrived here. I'm staying here only for a little while," I replied.
"Are you free on Saturday nights 6pm?" Mike Asked.
"Thats tomorrow... yup, I'm free!" I replied.
"Cool!" Mike said.
"This is my house, I have to go now. Cya tomorrow!" I said
"Bye" Said Mike and Billie.
I rushed into my house to hear that my dad was on the phone. I went up the stairs and stopped half way through. I then went downstairs to hear the conversation. Two words that I heard very clearly.
"Leaving" and "Tomorrow"
The conversation finished. I had alot of thoughts in my head so I went to my dad and asked some questions.
"Dad... are we leaving tomorrow?" I asked.
"Yes." Dad replied.
"Why?" I asked.
"Because I have to go to a meeting in London."
"Can't me and sis stay here?"
"No, and before you ask why... because your mom isn't here! Now shut up and stop asking questions." He paused, "Pack your bags... NOW!"
"Great I'm double booked. I've been invited to a gig just a minute ago and I said I would go! If you didn't argue with mom, she would have been here and I wouldn't be in this fucking mess!!!" I growled.
I opened the front door and peaked outside to see if Mike and Billie were still there. No one was there. I walked out a little further. Still, no one. I then remembered that Billie gave me the address of Rod's Hickory Pit. I put my hand in my pockets to find the tiny peice of paper. Found it. I then walked around the town to find it.
A few minutes later, I found a restaurant. I walked in to find Mike but no Billie. I then sat next to him.
"Hey, Mike said, "So did your parents allow you to come?"
"Well... There is a problem..." I replied.
"Oh." His smile turned into a little grin.
"My father just received a phone call saying that me, and my family will have to leave to London for a meeting..."
"So this will be the last that I will see of you I suppose..."
"I think so... yes," I said "I'm so sorry Mike"
Hot tears start rolling down my cheeks.
"Hey... no need to worry... it's ok"
"I'll contact... you when.. I.. get there..." I sobbed.
Out of the blue, I received a little kiss on the cheek by Mike. I looked at him, mouth wide open.
"I'm sorry..." Mike said, head down.
I then looked into his eyes, and closed it. I was about to kiss him, suddenly...
"Hey Mike, Madison, how y'all doing?!" Billie Joe shouted.
"Erm... fine" we both replied.
"Gottagobye!" I said quickly. (Gotta go bye!)
I ran off quickly, never to see Billie or Mike ever again.
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