When Adie met Billie Joe!, chapter 4
***Billie Joes POV***
"Billie Joe Marciano sir- but I've changed my last name to Armstrong" I was so nervous.
The teacher peered at me, as if I was some sort of homeless, unwashed dog that smelled like a pile of rotten garbage, which had been misplaced in a rich and wealthy community.
"Fine! Class this is Mr Billie Joe Armstrong! Take a seat at the back next to her.
He pointed to a broken creaky chair at the back of the long dusk classroom that was positioned next to a young black haired girl who nervously got her things out of her Offspring labelled bag whilst giving a discrete yet unappreciative look at the Fat boy in front.
I walked slowly towards her and sat down pondering on why the class was sniggering and hissing at me on my approach to my now name seat.
"Hi! I'm Billie Joe... Ummm... do you have a pen I could borrow?" I tried making quick talk with her and the first thing that came in my head was 'can I have a pen'.
"Ummm... sure wait I have got one here somewhere... oh for the love of Pete... Where is it?"
She threw a few bits and pieces out of her bag before revealing a Papa Roach Pencil case that I got told wasn't out until December.
"... Don't mind me asking but who's Pete?"
"Uh? Oh Pete... its just an expression that people use instead of swearing."
"Oh thanks!" I knew that but I really liked the look of this girl, it was meant to be a joke but I suppose I need to change my act to fit in here.
"Billie Joe Marciano sir- but I've changed my last name to Armstrong" I was so nervous.
The teacher peered at me, as if I was some sort of homeless, unwashed dog that smelled like a pile of rotten garbage, which had been misplaced in a rich and wealthy community.
"Fine! Class this is Mr Billie Joe Armstrong! Take a seat at the back next to her.
He pointed to a broken creaky chair at the back of the long dusk classroom that was positioned next to a young black haired girl who nervously got her things out of her Offspring labelled bag whilst giving a discrete yet unappreciative look at the Fat boy in front.
I walked slowly towards her and sat down pondering on why the class was sniggering and hissing at me on my approach to my now name seat.
"Hi! I'm Billie Joe... Ummm... do you have a pen I could borrow?" I tried making quick talk with her and the first thing that came in my head was 'can I have a pen'.
"Ummm... sure wait I have got one here somewhere... oh for the love of Pete... Where is it?"
She threw a few bits and pieces out of her bag before revealing a Papa Roach Pencil case that I got told wasn't out until December.
"... Don't mind me asking but who's Pete?"
"Uh? Oh Pete... its just an expression that people use instead of swearing."
"Oh thanks!" I knew that but I really liked the look of this girl, it was meant to be a joke but I suppose I need to change my act to fit in here.
