We Can Pull Through, chapter 1
~~~ Billie's POV ~~~
We had just played an awsome gig at Gilman last night, Thrashing away and getting high was what we did best. We met bigger bands some with even record deals like Throw down and The Phycos.
They were better than some bands that played. It was around 7:30 am, I got made to go to school which was unfair, what was the point learning about numbers and getting an education to get a job I knew what I wanted to do and it wasn't working a 80 hour job with $ 4, 60 an hour I can tell ya...
As I pulled out a Minor threat t-shirt I saw my good ripped jeans, yeah they were scruffy but they were comfy and well they had a stash in it too so it wasn't that bad. I went downstairs and put on my black and white converses that was att the bottom. Like every other morning I tripped on the second step which caused me to fall flat on my face again.
Mom was in the kitchen making breakfast, not that she cared all she cared about was her stupid self but she was working two jobs and looking after me all the time like when I get drunk from a party or get into a fight and end up breaking my nose, somehow it wasd always the nose. Anyway I went into the kitchen and pourded myself a glass of Orange juice from the the carton.
"Billie?" It was Mom now what was she wantng, probbally if I had been into a nother sunday night brawl again.
"Yeah " I said slinging on my back pack.
"What's going on with Tre, his mother is worried about him?" She said again, now I'm never going to get rid of her am i.
" I dunno, He's just himself," I said quickly running out of the door.
Mike lived right across the road from me so t wasn't that bad which was really good for band practise and everything.
~~~Mike's POV~~~
As I sat with a coffee at the kicthen table. The door bell rang, why is it allways when I'm drinking coffee?. So I had to get up and get the door, I put on my leather jacket that had pins and bandged and ripped patches on it. People in the school like preps and jocks were always askign whats the point of having an old dirty jacket get your folks to buy a new one. Well one Mom was working around 3 jobs just to keep us in food and it was Punk, Gilman was the only place where we could have respect for who we are, me Billie and Tre were outsiders. I knew that Billie had no inttensions of wokring so I did, At time some money went to the band and other times I gave it to my mom so that was helping her out she was always tired and it wasn't every day anyone got hot food or sometimes food at all but I worked a few jobs, went to school and was in a band all at the same time which was hard to start with but I knew I couldn't quit school or my jobs but then it had to be the band. We called ourselves Green Day we didn't have a lot of respect like other bands did but it was a start to what we had going.
I opend the door and Billie was standing there with a grin on his face, it had to be a girl cos when he did like a girl it was that exact same grin that he showed.
"Hey " I said shutting the door behnd me
"Hey " Billie said walking along the path across from Telegrapth avenue and Mayor cross roads.
"Haven't seen Tre since Friday " Billie said, he was right he wasn't himself he was useally laughing but he wasn't it kinda freaked me out at times.
"Let's go see him" I sudggested I took out a fag and lit it, AS we walked to Tre's place. Where we heard something we never expected to hear...
We had just played an awsome gig at Gilman last night, Thrashing away and getting high was what we did best. We met bigger bands some with even record deals like Throw down and The Phycos.
They were better than some bands that played. It was around 7:30 am, I got made to go to school which was unfair, what was the point learning about numbers and getting an education to get a job I knew what I wanted to do and it wasn't working a 80 hour job with $ 4, 60 an hour I can tell ya...
As I pulled out a Minor threat t-shirt I saw my good ripped jeans, yeah they were scruffy but they were comfy and well they had a stash in it too so it wasn't that bad. I went downstairs and put on my black and white converses that was att the bottom. Like every other morning I tripped on the second step which caused me to fall flat on my face again.
Mom was in the kitchen making breakfast, not that she cared all she cared about was her stupid self but she was working two jobs and looking after me all the time like when I get drunk from a party or get into a fight and end up breaking my nose, somehow it wasd always the nose. Anyway I went into the kitchen and pourded myself a glass of Orange juice from the the carton.
"Billie?" It was Mom now what was she wantng, probbally if I had been into a nother sunday night brawl again.
"Yeah " I said slinging on my back pack.
"What's going on with Tre, his mother is worried about him?" She said again, now I'm never going to get rid of her am i.
" I dunno, He's just himself," I said quickly running out of the door.
Mike lived right across the road from me so t wasn't that bad which was really good for band practise and everything.
~~~Mike's POV~~~
As I sat with a coffee at the kicthen table. The door bell rang, why is it allways when I'm drinking coffee?. So I had to get up and get the door, I put on my leather jacket that had pins and bandged and ripped patches on it. People in the school like preps and jocks were always askign whats the point of having an old dirty jacket get your folks to buy a new one. Well one Mom was working around 3 jobs just to keep us in food and it was Punk, Gilman was the only place where we could have respect for who we are, me Billie and Tre were outsiders. I knew that Billie had no inttensions of wokring so I did, At time some money went to the band and other times I gave it to my mom so that was helping her out she was always tired and it wasn't every day anyone got hot food or sometimes food at all but I worked a few jobs, went to school and was in a band all at the same time which was hard to start with but I knew I couldn't quit school or my jobs but then it had to be the band. We called ourselves Green Day we didn't have a lot of respect like other bands did but it was a start to what we had going.
I opend the door and Billie was standing there with a grin on his face, it had to be a girl cos when he did like a girl it was that exact same grin that he showed.
"Hey " I said shutting the door behnd me
"Hey " Billie said walking along the path across from Telegrapth avenue and Mayor cross roads.
"Haven't seen Tre since Friday " Billie said, he was right he wasn't himself he was useally laughing but he wasn't it kinda freaked me out at times.
"Let's go see him" I sudggested I took out a fag and lit it, AS we walked to Tre's place. Where we heard something we never expected to hear...
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