Penguins in the Caribbean, chapter 4
~~Billie's POV. ~~
"Hey Mike, how'd the search go?" I asked when he walked in. He looked a bit happier.
"Well I haven't seen her yet but they found her today... She's in the hospital."
"I hope she's ok." I said. Just then Tre came in. It seemed like he rushed here since he hadn't even bothered putting pants on.
"Sooo anything new happen while I was... Somewhere" he shifted his eyes. Me and Mike looked at each other.
"Not really, should we get practicing?" Mike said as he tuned his guitar.
"Sure." me and Tre said in unusion.
~~after band practice~~
"Billie!" my mom called from the kitchen.
"WHAT?"
"I need to talk to you... It's important." I walked down stairs into the kitchen "Billie.. Um... This will be a big shock to you but" Oh god what did she do "but a girl is moving in with us.. She is around your age and I thi-" I cut her off.
"WHY THE FUCK IS SOMEONE MOVING IN!?! No she can't move in! This isn't her house!" I screamed. Why should some most likely preppy bitch move into my house? WHY DIDN'T MY MOM ASK ME BEFORE? I lowered my voice a bit "So when is she coming.. I don't see her here."
"She is coming soon." she returned to cleaning the dishes.
"GOOD I can leave before she gets here!" I walked out of the house slamming the door behind me. I lit up my joint and took a small puff. I walked down at the side walk. I bumped into someone. "Oh sorry." I mumbled while hiding my joint behind my back. I looked up to see a girl with pink contact lenses, alot of eyeliner, jet black hair with a few green and red highlights. She was gorgeous.. But I wasn't interested in hitting on anyone at the moment. All I wanted to do was get as drunk as I could tonight. I don't know why it was such a big deal for me.. For someone to move into the house.. Maybe it's the fact that they are probably going to change everything! And I will hate it!
"Hey Mike, how'd the search go?" I asked when he walked in. He looked a bit happier.
"Well I haven't seen her yet but they found her today... She's in the hospital."
"I hope she's ok." I said. Just then Tre came in. It seemed like he rushed here since he hadn't even bothered putting pants on.
"Sooo anything new happen while I was... Somewhere" he shifted his eyes. Me and Mike looked at each other.
"Not really, should we get practicing?" Mike said as he tuned his guitar.
"Sure." me and Tre said in unusion.
~~after band practice~~
"Billie!" my mom called from the kitchen.
"WHAT?"
"I need to talk to you... It's important." I walked down stairs into the kitchen "Billie.. Um... This will be a big shock to you but" Oh god what did she do "but a girl is moving in with us.. She is around your age and I thi-" I cut her off.
"WHY THE FUCK IS SOMEONE MOVING IN!?! No she can't move in! This isn't her house!" I screamed. Why should some most likely preppy bitch move into my house? WHY DIDN'T MY MOM ASK ME BEFORE? I lowered my voice a bit "So when is she coming.. I don't see her here."
"She is coming soon." she returned to cleaning the dishes.
"GOOD I can leave before she gets here!" I walked out of the house slamming the door behind me. I lit up my joint and took a small puff. I walked down at the side walk. I bumped into someone. "Oh sorry." I mumbled while hiding my joint behind my back. I looked up to see a girl with pink contact lenses, alot of eyeliner, jet black hair with a few green and red highlights. She was gorgeous.. But I wasn't interested in hitting on anyone at the moment. All I wanted to do was get as drunk as I could tonight. I don't know why it was such a big deal for me.. For someone to move into the house.. Maybe it's the fact that they are probably going to change everything! And I will hate it!
