Almost There, chapter 1
"Oww, I don't wanna go" I yelled. Lidya was pushing me towards the bar, when I really wanted to dance. "Just one drink, I need a buzz" she said. By the way my name is Sarah. While at the bar I was talking with Lidya, when I noticed a cute guy staring at me. Usually I hate when people stare at me, but right now I didnt mind. He had jet black, spiky/messy hair. His eyes were emerald green. He had some jack daniels in his hands I noticed. I looked at him, and when he looked at me I quickly turned my head. Anyway, we went on the dance floor. I was dancing with Lidya while I noticed the cute guy coming from a distance towards me. He ask for a dance with me. "Wanna dance?" he asked. "I'd love to" I replied. "Be forewarned, I'm not that good, and by the way my names Billie Joe, just call me Billie, waetever u prefer". "My names Sara, just sara". We both laughed at that.
La tortura was playing and I loved that song. Before long Billie Joe had placed his hands on my hips and swinging back and forth with me to the music. Turns out he wasnt that bad a dancer. I grinded on him only twice, I was wearing a kind of short black dress, so I didnt want to show too much. "Want a drink?" he asked with beads of sweat starting to form on his forehead and mine. "I'm dying for one" I said. He grabbed my arm as we pushed our way to the bar. He ordered a vodka tonic and I ordered some rasberry bacardi. "Not a heavy drinker?" he asked me. "only when I want to be" I said. Suddenly I felt someone grab my arm. "Hey there" I heard a deep but familiar voice say. "What the fuck do you want Eric". Eric was my ex. We had gone out for about 2 months, when he cheated on me. What a rat. And he was always pressuring me into doing it with him. But I always refused, jerk. Billie Joe nudged me and asked "whos that?". "Nobody important" I said while rolling my eyes at Eric. "I can see your still a black bitch, some things never change" he said. Oh hells no, I thought. "You fuckin racist retard go fu---". Before I could finish my statement Billie Joe got up from his seat and punched Eric right in the nose. I was impressed, he was fighting for me. As Eric cringed on the floor holding his nose Billie said "Lets get out of here". I nodded.
"Sorry about that, he's my bitter ex, I hate him" I said apologetically to Billie. "No prob, no fuckin body talks shit about my friends". Dammit, we were only friends, at least for now. "Thanx". I said. As we were walking towards my car I remembered that I had left Lydia inside the club. "Shit, my friends in their, I'm her ride home". "Oh, why don't u call her?" he said. "Alright, hold on a sec". As he turned around to take out a cigarette his hand brushed my butt. I felt butterflies in my tummy. "You know smoking isnt healthy" I said to break the awkward silence, as I pulled my cell from my purse. 'Yea yea" he mumbled while lighting his cigarette. "Lidya? Where are you... I'm outside, a friend of mine, gave Eric a bloody nose... Yes for real, will u just come to the car I'm leaving, bye" I said while hanging up the phone. When I turned around I noticed that Billie Joe had been watching me. When I looked up at him he quickly turned his head. "Well she's coming" I said, walking towards him. "Sooo, wat kinda music you listen to?" he asked. "Mostly rock or punk rock, but I love to dance to here and there I listen to hip hop" I said. "Really?, you know I'm in a band called Green Day, we play punk music, pretty damn good too. I laughed. "Alright, i'll check u guys out to make sure" I smirked at him. "You do that" he said. "By---"Can". We had both spoken at the same time. He blushed, "you go first",, "i was ask if I could get ur number, you know to see where ur gonna play next and what not". He laughed, "What" I said. "Nothing, I was just gonna ask you the same thing". We both giggled. I gave him my phone, and he gave me his. As I punched my number into his phone, I saw Lydia finally coming. "Thanx again" I said notioning towards Lydia. He looked at her and said "Alright, I'll see you around" he said. "Yea, bye" I kissed his cheek, I couldn't help it. He smiled, what a cute smile. I saw Lydia wave to him and he waved back.
"He's really cute" she said as she slid into the passenger seat next to me. "I know, and he's so chill" I said. "I met this guy named Peter, he's cool, I got his number" she said. "I got his number too" I said. As we drove home in silence all I could think about was Billie Joe. What the fuck was wrong with me, he wasnt that special. I walked into my apartment that I shared with Lydia and went straight to my bedroom. As I changed into a sports bra and boy shorts I could hear her vomiting in the toilet, gross. I went under the sheets and fell fast asleep.
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. "Fuck" I shouted, I hated that alarm. It was a gorgeous California morning, perfect for goin to the beach or hangin in out. It was only 9 am, but I didnt mind waking up early. I washed my face, brushed my face, and took a shower. I made breakfast then remembered Billie Joe. Should I call him, no I would be desperate if I called. He probably didnt even remember me. As I chewed on my cereal my cell rang, oh crap it was Billie Joe. "Hello?" I said. "Watsup, I dialed the wrong number by mistake, did I wake you" he said. Riight, wrong number... "No I woke up bout an hour ago, so watsup" "Nuthin, I have band practice today, u can come, and then we can hang out if u like" "sure, that sounds good, but where do you guys practice at?" "I'll just pick you up, wats ur address?" "349 ne yeteys drive". "Alright I'll be there in an hour" "Thanxs Billi, bye". As soon as I hung up th phone I jumped up and down like an idiot. I ran to my closet to look for some clothes to wear. I put on a black ramones tank top, an a black skirt, with a chain attached to it. I put on my green converses and went to fix my hair. I just put in a soft loose ponytail. I was starting not to care about how I looked anymore. I was ready so I just sat on the couch watching t. V. KNOCK KNOCK. It was Billie. I ran to door and straightened my clothes. "Hey" I said. "Hey, you look nice" "thanx, wanna come in" I asked. "Yea, oh, you watch Dexters Lab too" "Yea, its a classic" I giggled. We sat on the couch and finished watching the episode. Once during the show we were both laughing ridiculously loud, and he made his arms go over my lap. I couldn't help feeling good when he was over my body like that." Alright lets, go I don't want the guys to eat me alive for bein late" he said. We walked out the door to his car. It was a 94 mustang, pretty hot. As we drove to his studio or where ever he switched the radio station. "What do ya wanna listen to?" "I dunno, whatever u do I guess" I turned my head to mentally slap my self, 'watever u do'. Good give away idiot. When we got to the studio I saw 2 other guys, one was on a bass, the other one was on his drums, beating the crap out of them. "Thats Mike on bass, and Tre or Frank on drums, and i... Play guitar" he said placing it on his shoulders.
I sat and watched them play a song called Longview. I loved it, they were damn good. About 10 minuts into it they all sat on the couch I was sitting, Billie Joe sat next to me. "Whats ur name" Tre asked. "Sara, you guys are pretty damn good" I said. "Thanx". Oh, I'm Mike by the way". "Wanna beer?" Billie asked. "Yea". As he got up I cheked out his butt. Yummy. His pants were low, and he had a nice ass. "Checkin someones ass out" Tre asked. "yea right" I said. When Billie came back he handed me a beer and placed his arm around my shoulder. My butterflies were about to come out of my mouth. "So, you guys hookin up yet" Mike asked. OMG. Billie Joe said "Not yet, she's a tough one". I rolled my eyes "Whatever". He poked me in my stomach and I just rolled my eyes. When I looked at him he was smiling at me, I almost got lost in his sea green eyes. He slowly inched towards my mouth when all of a sudden Tre jumped on my lap, ruining the moment. "Woops" he said. We all burst out laughing. It was now 3 pm. "I'm gonna hang with Sara for a bit, be back" Billie said. Finally. "So where are we going" I asked as he opened up his car door for me. "I dunno, the park, ice cream, your place.." he smirked at me. "Ok, lets go to get some ice cream, and then go to the board walk" I said. "Wait, I don't think we got to finish what we were gonna on the couch, I think Tre interrupted us" I said. He smirked at me "I was gonna wait till we ate ice cream, but if u want".
La tortura was playing and I loved that song. Before long Billie Joe had placed his hands on my hips and swinging back and forth with me to the music. Turns out he wasnt that bad a dancer. I grinded on him only twice, I was wearing a kind of short black dress, so I didnt want to show too much. "Want a drink?" he asked with beads of sweat starting to form on his forehead and mine. "I'm dying for one" I said. He grabbed my arm as we pushed our way to the bar. He ordered a vodka tonic and I ordered some rasberry bacardi. "Not a heavy drinker?" he asked me. "only when I want to be" I said. Suddenly I felt someone grab my arm. "Hey there" I heard a deep but familiar voice say. "What the fuck do you want Eric". Eric was my ex. We had gone out for about 2 months, when he cheated on me. What a rat. And he was always pressuring me into doing it with him. But I always refused, jerk. Billie Joe nudged me and asked "whos that?". "Nobody important" I said while rolling my eyes at Eric. "I can see your still a black bitch, some things never change" he said. Oh hells no, I thought. "You fuckin racist retard go fu---". Before I could finish my statement Billie Joe got up from his seat and punched Eric right in the nose. I was impressed, he was fighting for me. As Eric cringed on the floor holding his nose Billie said "Lets get out of here". I nodded.
"Sorry about that, he's my bitter ex, I hate him" I said apologetically to Billie. "No prob, no fuckin body talks shit about my friends". Dammit, we were only friends, at least for now. "Thanx". I said. As we were walking towards my car I remembered that I had left Lydia inside the club. "Shit, my friends in their, I'm her ride home". "Oh, why don't u call her?" he said. "Alright, hold on a sec". As he turned around to take out a cigarette his hand brushed my butt. I felt butterflies in my tummy. "You know smoking isnt healthy" I said to break the awkward silence, as I pulled my cell from my purse. 'Yea yea" he mumbled while lighting his cigarette. "Lidya? Where are you... I'm outside, a friend of mine, gave Eric a bloody nose... Yes for real, will u just come to the car I'm leaving, bye" I said while hanging up the phone. When I turned around I noticed that Billie Joe had been watching me. When I looked up at him he quickly turned his head. "Well she's coming" I said, walking towards him. "Sooo, wat kinda music you listen to?" he asked. "Mostly rock or punk rock, but I love to dance to here and there I listen to hip hop" I said. "Really?, you know I'm in a band called Green Day, we play punk music, pretty damn good too. I laughed. "Alright, i'll check u guys out to make sure" I smirked at him. "You do that" he said. "By---"Can". We had both spoken at the same time. He blushed, "you go first",, "i was ask if I could get ur number, you know to see where ur gonna play next and what not". He laughed, "What" I said. "Nothing, I was just gonna ask you the same thing". We both giggled. I gave him my phone, and he gave me his. As I punched my number into his phone, I saw Lydia finally coming. "Thanx again" I said notioning towards Lydia. He looked at her and said "Alright, I'll see you around" he said. "Yea, bye" I kissed his cheek, I couldn't help it. He smiled, what a cute smile. I saw Lydia wave to him and he waved back.
"He's really cute" she said as she slid into the passenger seat next to me. "I know, and he's so chill" I said. "I met this guy named Peter, he's cool, I got his number" she said. "I got his number too" I said. As we drove home in silence all I could think about was Billie Joe. What the fuck was wrong with me, he wasnt that special. I walked into my apartment that I shared with Lydia and went straight to my bedroom. As I changed into a sports bra and boy shorts I could hear her vomiting in the toilet, gross. I went under the sheets and fell fast asleep.
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. "Fuck" I shouted, I hated that alarm. It was a gorgeous California morning, perfect for goin to the beach or hangin in out. It was only 9 am, but I didnt mind waking up early. I washed my face, brushed my face, and took a shower. I made breakfast then remembered Billie Joe. Should I call him, no I would be desperate if I called. He probably didnt even remember me. As I chewed on my cereal my cell rang, oh crap it was Billie Joe. "Hello?" I said. "Watsup, I dialed the wrong number by mistake, did I wake you" he said. Riight, wrong number... "No I woke up bout an hour ago, so watsup" "Nuthin, I have band practice today, u can come, and then we can hang out if u like" "sure, that sounds good, but where do you guys practice at?" "I'll just pick you up, wats ur address?" "349 ne yeteys drive". "Alright I'll be there in an hour" "Thanxs Billi, bye". As soon as I hung up th phone I jumped up and down like an idiot. I ran to my closet to look for some clothes to wear. I put on a black ramones tank top, an a black skirt, with a chain attached to it. I put on my green converses and went to fix my hair. I just put in a soft loose ponytail. I was starting not to care about how I looked anymore. I was ready so I just sat on the couch watching t. V. KNOCK KNOCK. It was Billie. I ran to door and straightened my clothes. "Hey" I said. "Hey, you look nice" "thanx, wanna come in" I asked. "Yea, oh, you watch Dexters Lab too" "Yea, its a classic" I giggled. We sat on the couch and finished watching the episode. Once during the show we were both laughing ridiculously loud, and he made his arms go over my lap. I couldn't help feeling good when he was over my body like that." Alright lets, go I don't want the guys to eat me alive for bein late" he said. We walked out the door to his car. It was a 94 mustang, pretty hot. As we drove to his studio or where ever he switched the radio station. "What do ya wanna listen to?" "I dunno, whatever u do I guess" I turned my head to mentally slap my self, 'watever u do'. Good give away idiot. When we got to the studio I saw 2 other guys, one was on a bass, the other one was on his drums, beating the crap out of them. "Thats Mike on bass, and Tre or Frank on drums, and i... Play guitar" he said placing it on his shoulders.
I sat and watched them play a song called Longview. I loved it, they were damn good. About 10 minuts into it they all sat on the couch I was sitting, Billie Joe sat next to me. "Whats ur name" Tre asked. "Sara, you guys are pretty damn good" I said. "Thanx". Oh, I'm Mike by the way". "Wanna beer?" Billie asked. "Yea". As he got up I cheked out his butt. Yummy. His pants were low, and he had a nice ass. "Checkin someones ass out" Tre asked. "yea right" I said. When Billie came back he handed me a beer and placed his arm around my shoulder. My butterflies were about to come out of my mouth. "So, you guys hookin up yet" Mike asked. OMG. Billie Joe said "Not yet, she's a tough one". I rolled my eyes "Whatever". He poked me in my stomach and I just rolled my eyes. When I looked at him he was smiling at me, I almost got lost in his sea green eyes. He slowly inched towards my mouth when all of a sudden Tre jumped on my lap, ruining the moment. "Woops" he said. We all burst out laughing. It was now 3 pm. "I'm gonna hang with Sara for a bit, be back" Billie said. Finally. "So where are we going" I asked as he opened up his car door for me. "I dunno, the park, ice cream, your place.." he smirked at me. "Ok, lets go to get some ice cream, and then go to the board walk" I said. "Wait, I don't think we got to finish what we were gonna on the couch, I think Tre interrupted us" I said. He smirked at me "I was gonna wait till we ate ice cream, but if u want".
