Soda Pop And Ritalin, chapter 1
'Tom, were gonna be fucking late if you don't get your butt out from the bathroom! '
'Alright, alright. I'm coming! '
Tom walked down the creaky stairs whilst doing up his tie and jumped into the chair by the kitchen table.
'Wow, you look beautiful. ' he said looking at Jackie. She was wearing a black spaghetti dress that she had matched with a pair of black stilettos and her brown locks pushed up into a messy bun.
'I feel incredibly girly. ' She laughed.
'But you look amazing. ' Tom said pulling her in for a kiss.
'Seriously. ' She said dodging the kiss 'if we don't get our asses out of this flat were gonna be the last ones there. '
'Alright, fine, whatever. Grab your coat lets go. '
***
As she stepped out of the silver sports car she could here the music playing inside. Her best friend's house was lit up with lights and the music was on full blast. As her and Tom walked in they got greeted by her best friend - Amy.
'Happy birthday. ' Jackie said whilst handing Amy a present, a bottle of wine and giving her a kiss on the cheek.
'Thanks. Come inside. '
Amy led both Jackie and Tom inside and handed them each a glass of wine.
'Wow, you've really made the effort in this place... ' Jackie said but got interrupted by Amy. 'Hold on 1 sec. ' and turned quickly on her heel and ran off further into the living room.
'Wait here a second Jackie and I'll be back in a few minutes. I just need the toilet. '
'Ok. ' Jackie said, but hid the fact she didn't really want him to leave her alone.
As Tom walked upstairs she looked around to see if she could find anyone to talk to but she couldn't seem to find anyone she knew very well.
***
It had been about 30 minutes into the party and Tom was nowhere to be seen. She started walking up the stairs wondering if he might have been lost as the house was quite big and he had only been here once before. She opened the door to Amy's bedroom and expecting to find nothing she found Amy and Tom making out on the bed. Tom's hair was ruffled up and Amy's skirt was hitched up with Tom's hand on her ass.
'You fucking asshole. And you, you slut! ' she cried and ran out. As she stormed down the stairs and slammed the door shut she heard behind her Amy and Tom shouting apologies at her and shit she didn't want to hear like 'Its not what it looks like. '
She ran down the street with her bloodshot eyes and bleeding mascara but fell over because of her stilettos she had put on for Tom. As she lay on the rough tarmac with grazes on her hands and knees she took the shoes of quickly, threw them into the ditch, got up on her feet, and carried on running down the street.
***
An hour after the incident Jackie was sitting on the bus stop bench wondering why Tom had done it. And with her best friend. She felt alone as she had only moved into Oakland a few weeks ago to be with her boyfriend and knew no one in the area whatsoever. Another tear ran down her stained face and hit the floor under her feet and her head dropped in her hands.
'Rough night? ' she heard a masculine voice say beside her.
She removed her hands from her face and looked at the man sitting next to her.
She couldn't believe her eyes, as the person sitting next to her was none other than Billie Joe Armstrong. Who would have thought it? The band member of Green Day she had loved for 5 years was sitting right next to her and speaking to her. Jackie stared in aw for what seemed like ages for Billie Joe.
'I'm sorry, I just, you know, wouldn't expect it to be you... You are Billie Joe Armstrong aren't you? ' Jackie finally said.
'Yep that's me! ' he said taking a sip out of his beer bottle. 'And you are? '
'Oh, sorry, I'm Jackie. ' She said shaking his hand.
After a moment of silence and staring she asked, 'So what are you doing out so late? '
'Walking. You see there aren't as much press in the night as in the day. I also find my inspiration for song writing when I walk. You? '
'Oh you don't wanna know. ' She said looking down at the ring Tom had given her for her birthday.
'Sure I do! ' he said whilst turning round to face Jackie more.
'Well, ' she began, wiping her face, 'I found my boyfriend making out with my best friend at her birthday party and now I'm in a town I don't even now looking like a drunk whore... Oh and on the way I fell over and scraped my hands and knees and I'm bare foot! '
'Wow! '
'Yeah, wow! '
'Do you have anywhere to go tonight? ' he asked.
'No. ' Jackie sighed. 'I've been to every hotel I can find but it's the same thing in every one; 'I'm sorry, you cant come in here like that. '
'You know if you wanted you could, you know, come 'round to my place for a bit so you can fix yourself up a bit and then I could, you know, drive you to the nearest hotel. If you wanted to that is. '
Jackie smiled and looked deep into Billie Joe's green eyes. 'Yeh I would like that. Thank you. '
'No problem. ' He said standing up and taking Jackie's hand. 'You look cold. ' Billie Joe said taking off his coat and wrapping it round Jackie, 'Here! '
'Thanks again for everything you've been so kind. '
He smiled and as they walked down the street Jackie looked down at the ring again, slipped it off her finger and dropped it a puddle by the kerb. Then she entangled her hand in Billie Joe's and smiled. Could this really be happening or was this the dream she always wanted?
'Alright, alright. I'm coming! '
Tom walked down the creaky stairs whilst doing up his tie and jumped into the chair by the kitchen table.
'Wow, you look beautiful. ' he said looking at Jackie. She was wearing a black spaghetti dress that she had matched with a pair of black stilettos and her brown locks pushed up into a messy bun.
'I feel incredibly girly. ' She laughed.
'But you look amazing. ' Tom said pulling her in for a kiss.
'Seriously. ' She said dodging the kiss 'if we don't get our asses out of this flat were gonna be the last ones there. '
'Alright, fine, whatever. Grab your coat lets go. '
***
As she stepped out of the silver sports car she could here the music playing inside. Her best friend's house was lit up with lights and the music was on full blast. As her and Tom walked in they got greeted by her best friend - Amy.
'Happy birthday. ' Jackie said whilst handing Amy a present, a bottle of wine and giving her a kiss on the cheek.
'Thanks. Come inside. '
Amy led both Jackie and Tom inside and handed them each a glass of wine.
'Wow, you've really made the effort in this place... ' Jackie said but got interrupted by Amy. 'Hold on 1 sec. ' and turned quickly on her heel and ran off further into the living room.
'Wait here a second Jackie and I'll be back in a few minutes. I just need the toilet. '
'Ok. ' Jackie said, but hid the fact she didn't really want him to leave her alone.
As Tom walked upstairs she looked around to see if she could find anyone to talk to but she couldn't seem to find anyone she knew very well.
***
It had been about 30 minutes into the party and Tom was nowhere to be seen. She started walking up the stairs wondering if he might have been lost as the house was quite big and he had only been here once before. She opened the door to Amy's bedroom and expecting to find nothing she found Amy and Tom making out on the bed. Tom's hair was ruffled up and Amy's skirt was hitched up with Tom's hand on her ass.
'You fucking asshole. And you, you slut! ' she cried and ran out. As she stormed down the stairs and slammed the door shut she heard behind her Amy and Tom shouting apologies at her and shit she didn't want to hear like 'Its not what it looks like. '
She ran down the street with her bloodshot eyes and bleeding mascara but fell over because of her stilettos she had put on for Tom. As she lay on the rough tarmac with grazes on her hands and knees she took the shoes of quickly, threw them into the ditch, got up on her feet, and carried on running down the street.
***
An hour after the incident Jackie was sitting on the bus stop bench wondering why Tom had done it. And with her best friend. She felt alone as she had only moved into Oakland a few weeks ago to be with her boyfriend and knew no one in the area whatsoever. Another tear ran down her stained face and hit the floor under her feet and her head dropped in her hands.
'Rough night? ' she heard a masculine voice say beside her.
She removed her hands from her face and looked at the man sitting next to her.
She couldn't believe her eyes, as the person sitting next to her was none other than Billie Joe Armstrong. Who would have thought it? The band member of Green Day she had loved for 5 years was sitting right next to her and speaking to her. Jackie stared in aw for what seemed like ages for Billie Joe.
'I'm sorry, I just, you know, wouldn't expect it to be you... You are Billie Joe Armstrong aren't you? ' Jackie finally said.
'Yep that's me! ' he said taking a sip out of his beer bottle. 'And you are? '
'Oh, sorry, I'm Jackie. ' She said shaking his hand.
After a moment of silence and staring she asked, 'So what are you doing out so late? '
'Walking. You see there aren't as much press in the night as in the day. I also find my inspiration for song writing when I walk. You? '
'Oh you don't wanna know. ' She said looking down at the ring Tom had given her for her birthday.
'Sure I do! ' he said whilst turning round to face Jackie more.
'Well, ' she began, wiping her face, 'I found my boyfriend making out with my best friend at her birthday party and now I'm in a town I don't even now looking like a drunk whore... Oh and on the way I fell over and scraped my hands and knees and I'm bare foot! '
'Wow! '
'Yeah, wow! '
'Do you have anywhere to go tonight? ' he asked.
'No. ' Jackie sighed. 'I've been to every hotel I can find but it's the same thing in every one; 'I'm sorry, you cant come in here like that. '
'You know if you wanted you could, you know, come 'round to my place for a bit so you can fix yourself up a bit and then I could, you know, drive you to the nearest hotel. If you wanted to that is. '
Jackie smiled and looked deep into Billie Joe's green eyes. 'Yeh I would like that. Thank you. '
'No problem. ' He said standing up and taking Jackie's hand. 'You look cold. ' Billie Joe said taking off his coat and wrapping it round Jackie, 'Here! '
'Thanks again for everything you've been so kind. '
He smiled and as they walked down the street Jackie looked down at the ring again, slipped it off her finger and dropped it a puddle by the kerb. Then she entangled her hand in Billie Joe's and smiled. Could this really be happening or was this the dream she always wanted?
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