Pearls, chapter 2
I finished my Pre-Calculus class, feeling really smart. I mean, honestly, I was 14 and doing better than seniors! That felt great! I looked
around. No one was going to their classrooms.
That must mean it's lunch. Great, the hardest class of the day. Who to sit with.
When I entered the cafeteria, a lot of heads turned to look at me.
Some of them even cat-called. I laughed quietly to myself and got behind the hugest prep I have ever seen in my entire life. She was
5'10, with broad shoulders and looked like a size 6 with love handles bursting out. She turned around.
"Is that, like, the new Fendi bag?" she said very perkily.
Note to self: Give away the Fendi bag before the bitch has it.
"Umm...yeah. I guess you can say that," I said.
"Like, oh my god! I, like, loooooooooooove Fendi!" she screamed.
I gave her a weird look. Fendi was okay by my standards. The lunch lady startled me out of my thoughts.
"What would you like dear?" she asked.
"Umm...salad with Sun Chips on the side. Oh and a water too," I said.
She got everything and put it in a paper plate. Dude, what the fuck. I'm not in middle school anymore.
"3.75 dear," she said.
I opened my wallet and she got a nice view of 5 platinum American Express cards. Oh and a bunch of hundreds. I took me 2 minutes to
find 3 dollars and 75 cents.
"Here you go," I said.
She grabbed it and put it in the change place.
"NEXT!" she yelled.
I took my lunch and walked around trying to find a place to sit, when I bumped into a girl who was my height. She was blonde with
electric blue eyes.
"Sorry! Here, let me help you," she said.
She picked up my books and scanned my outfit. I hate it when people do that. Fucking elevator eyes.
"So...what's your name? I'm Estelle, but call me Stella," she said.
"Chloe," I said.
"Chloe? I like that name, it's really pretty," Stella said.
"Thanks, I like your name too," I replied.
"Hey, do you want to sit with me and my friends?" Stella said.
Hell yeah, I don't want to be a loner on my first day of school. She walked over to the benches and sat on some guys stomach. He
coughed and pushed her off, while laughing. Then he noticed me. The same guy who showed me where the Pre-Calculus building was.
He hardened his eyes and looked at Stella.
"Stella, what did I tell you. She's a rich whore," he said quite meanly.
I looked at him, dead in the eyes. Oh, I like his eyes. Very pretty and sparkly. Mmm hmm-Shit! This guy just insulted me.
"Excuse me?" I said.
"Go sit over there, you little rich whore, they all want you," he replied. He pointed to where the preps sat.
I got up and slapped his face. He looked shocked, like no one ever did this to him in his life. No one probably did either.
"I am rich, you bastard, but I am not a whore, so go fuck yourself and I'll sit where I want to, not where you tell me to," I snapped.
He looked at me and then started laughing. Stella was laughing and so was 2 other guys. I stood there for 2 minutes while they laughed,
then finally Stella motioned for me to sit down.
"Oh Chloe, I love you already," she said while laughing.
I must have looked more confused.
"You just slapped Billie Joe Armstrong's son, Joey, and got away with it! Haha," she said while the tears were streaming down her face.
Recognition dawned.
"Oh! Billie Joe's kid! Jesus, I thought you would be a bit more nice. I met your parents before and they're the sweetest people. Oh and I
met your dad at Starbucks, Stella," I said.
Joey smirked.
"How did you meet my mom and dad? They would never want to meet a person like you, going around and slapping faces," he said.
Jesus, this guy was going to get his ass kicked by Pierre if he didn't shut up.
"They go to my parents and uncle's parties. My uncle is Rob Cavallo, if you must know," I retorted.
That wiped the smirk off his face.
"Rob would never want to be your relative. He's too cool for that," He spit out.
Jesus FUCKING CHRIST. This guy will not shut up. And who the fuck uses 'cool'?
"Well, go ask him. Or better yet, come to my party this Saturday. It's at my house, your parents know where it is," I said.
He smiled meanly.
"We'll be there," he said.
The bell rang just as he said it. Stella and I got up and walked to our classes. When I was about to go into my Biology class, she put a
hand on my shoulder.
"I'm sorry about Joey, he can be an asshole sometimes," she said.
"Sometimes? More like, ALL THE TIME?" I replied.
She gave a short laugh and ran her hands through her hair.
"Well, you handled it well. Oh and try flirting with him. It get's him to be nicer, besides he like you. He's a bastard to girls he likes," she
said.
What the fuck. Yeah he liked me NOT. Jesus fucking Christ, I had to admit he was hot though. He was muscular in a punk-rock way. Not
like a water polo player, but like Sid Vicious, except without looking like an anorexic. I was startled out of my thoughts by the bell ringing.
I ran inside my bio class, just to find that Joey was in it. Great! Just fucking great! My thoughts must have showed on my face because
that bastard smirked and high fived another kid, the one who I saw at the table. The teacher looked up.
"Yes?" She asked.
"I'm new, my names Chloe Provance," I said.
She looked at her roll sheet.
"Ah yes, Chloe Provance, I do love your name, it's very French, are you French?" she asked.
Could this woman get any dumber? I restrained myself from shouting.
"Yes, I am," I said, through clenched teeth.
She nodded and smiled.
"You can sit next to Joey and Frankito, they're both sophmores, so you'll feel better than being in a class with seniors only. Why don't
you introduce yourself?" she said in one breath.
I shuffled up to the front of the room. Most guys were drooling and making little phones with their hands.
"Umm...my name's Chloe Provance, I like the Clash, Sex Pistols and Bloc Party...uhh...I used to go to boarding school, I'm 14 and I think
that's it. Oh and I'm having a party on Saturday, come if you want," I mentioned.
I noticed most of the guys had on sour faces. Haha too bad boys. Then I sat down in the row next to Joey and Frankito. Frankito was
smiling and Joey was smirking.
"What's up loser, can't find people to come to your party?" Joey said, laughing.
I must have appeared a little bit hurt because his face was a mixture or satisfaction and 'oh shit!'
Frankito leaned over.
"Don't worry about Joey, he's an ass, anyways I'm Frankito," he said.
Mmm... I was sitting between to delicious guys. They certainly got good genes. Joey leaned over.
"Worry about Frankito, he's going to try to take your pants off today," he said and smirked.
Frankito laughed.
"Of course I will, who wouldn't take this pretty girl's pants off?" he said.
Joey looked a bit angry but when I looked at him, he quickly rearranged his face into a fake smile. I stared at him until he got a little
bothered.
"You wanna keep staring or take a picture?" He said.
I shook my head and focused on the teacher talking about blood systems. Me and Joey didn't talk the whole period, neither did Frankito.
When we got out of the classroom, Joey left at top speed and Frankito laughed. He put a hand on my shoulder.
"You know he likes you right?" he said.
"What's up with people telling me he likes me?" I said, quite pissed.
"All I'm saying is, keep being real with him, all his girlfriends used him to reach our parents,' Frankito said, with a sad smile.
Duh, how could I forget, Tre Cool's kid. I laughed.
"If he wants me, tell him to stop being such an asshole, other than that, he's really hot," I replied.
Frankito roared with laughter.
"Oh man, Chloe, I love you already," he said, and walked away, still convulsing with laughter.
Jesus Fucking Christ. What was so funny about that? Oh well, one more period and I'm FREE!! I hurried to P.E.
*In P.E.*
"WHAT'S YOUR NAME? GIVE ME YOUR NAME NOW!!" the P.E. teacher yelled.
"Chloe Provance," I replied, getting bored. If this is how she wanted to impress me on the first day, she wasn't doing a good job.
"YOU WILL REPLY TO ME MA'AM!" She screamed.
"Yes sir," I said and smirked.
She looked like someone slapped her on the face.
"I'm letting you off only because it's your first day, but any more cheek from you and your butt cheeks will be ruptured!" she said.
Umm....ok.
Thank god I sat out most of P.E. because I was new and when the bell rang to go home I was quite glad. Lot's of kids got picked up in
Mercedes-Benz's and Porsches, while I noticed Green Day's kids got picked up by a man with dark hair in a black BMW. I stood there
staring at them until I realized that Pierre was in front of them, yelling at me to get in the Rolls-Royce.
I ran and got in the first seat, laughing at my stupidity, while noticing Joey staring at me from the BMW. It was mixed with jealousy, hatred
and lust, which stopped me in my tracks. We stared at each other for 2 seconds and then I got in the car, while ignoring all the whispers
about the car. Jesus Fucking Christ, it's only a Rolls! You should see the rest of our cars! When I got in Pierre was blasting Nine Inch
Nails at the very loudest, earning him a smile. I loved Nine Inch Nails.
"So how was my Chloe's first day at schooooooooooooooool?" He sing-songed.
I groaned.
"That horrible eh?" He laughed.
I nodded and kicked my feet up.
"There's this kid whose a complete asshole and then I have 2 new friends," I muttered.
Pierre laughed then sobered up.
"Want me to kick his ass?" he said then burst into hysterics.
Why do I feel like I'm the only sane person in this world?
***
In the Armstrong car, it was very different.
"Joey! Quit fidgeting! God, your driving me insane!" Billie Joe Armstrong of the world-famous Green Day screamed.
"Yeah, he's fidgeting because he's in LOOOOOOOOOOVE!" Stella sang.
Joey shot her a look that plainly said 'die'. Stella laughed and so did Jakob and Frankito. Billie Joe gave a amused glance at his eldest
son.
"Did you insult her?" he half-laughed and half-smiled.
Joey snuggled deeper into the leather upholstering while his dad and friends laughed. It was true, he did like Chloe, but every single girl
he went out with dated him for Green Day. He was sure Chloe was different, but he never knew. Billie Joe turned left instead of his usual
right.
"Dad, where we going?" Jakob asked from the back.
"Oh, we need to visit Rob's niece, Rob will be at her house," Billie Joe said.
His eyes were on the road looking for the biggest house in Berkeley, which was Chloe's. He found it and came rolling up to the gate.
"Umm...I'm here to visit Rob Cavallo, I'm Billie Joe," Billie Joe said.
The dude at the gate consulted his notes.
"Ah Mr. Armstrong, yes go right ahead," he said and opened the gate.
They were enveloped in luxury. The drive to the gate itself was nice, but nothing compared to the walkway. Leafy olive trees gave plenty
of shade and snakey vines crawled all over the brick wall. Everyone stared, transfixed. Joey even saw a horse being tended to.
When the drive stopped and they all piled out, a man came running out to meet them.
"Welcome to the house of Provance, may I take your coats?" the man said.
"Don't mind if I do," Joey said.
They walked for a really long time until they reached the kitchen. Rob was in there, eating an apple.
"Billie boy! What's cracking bacon! Joey! Jakob! Stella! Frankito! How are my teddy bears?" Rob yelled.
Everyone smiled and noticed Mike, Tre and Adrienne standing there, pretending to puke. Stella ran into here dad's arms and Frankito
jumped on Tre. Adrienne laughed. Rob looked at his watch.
"Jesus Christ, How long can she take?" he muttered.
* Chloe again *
I was frantically running around, getting on my leggings, shirt and which were my casual dressing. I ran down the flights of stairs and fell
on the last one, rolled to the kitchen and sat on my ass for a long time while everyone laughed. When I got up, I noticed Green Day was
in my kitchen. Holy shit. GREEN DAY IN MY KITCHEN. Calm down, calm down. It's just Green Day, you met Kate Moss and she gave you
great crack and GREEN DAY IN MY KITCHEN!!!!!
I then noticed my uncle Rob standing there laughing at me.
"Oh piss off you great big bastard," I snapped.
That got him laughing more, unfortunately. I frowned and pouted. Rob sobered up.
"Chloe, this is Green Day and their kids. Green Day and kids, meet my niece Chloe," Rob said.
I smirked at Joey. HAHA LOSER WHAT DID I TELL YOU. Joey looked away trying to not look at me. Stella, Frankito and Jakob were clearly
trying to keep a straight face. Rob shooed us away.
"Chloe, give them a tour of the house. Go! We have some issues to talk about," Rob said.
I stood up and motioned for them to come along. Stella, Frankito, Jakob and Joey followed. We walked to my room on the 5th floor and
sat on my bed just talking about stuff. Jakob and Frankito wandered to the tech room, where all our computers and shit like that were.
Stella was in my closet, trying on everything, which left me and Joey alone.
"So..." I muttered.
"So..." he mimicked.
I couldn't take it anymore.
"Why do you hate me? What have I done? We just knew each other for one day, not even a day so far, and you hate me! What the fuck
is wrong with you?" I screamed.
Joey was silent. I saw Stella poking around the corner,trying to eavesdrop.
"I like you...but I don't know why. I-it's just every girl I've dated used me to get to my parents. Every single one. I thought I was in love,
only to be used. And I like you. I didn't know whether or not you'd be the same," Joey whispered.
BASTARD I AM GOING TO KILL YOU. GUUUH. I hate guys like that.
"Well, if you like me, try being nice for once. It doesn't hurt to be nice," I said.
Joey looked crestfallen. Stella wandered out, trying not to look guilty. They went down, and I followed them, finding Jakob and Frankito in
the hall with Green Day.
"Well, I'll see you later Chloe," Mike said and left.
"Later Chloe, Billie, call me tonight," Tre said and followed.
Adrienne hugged me and so did Billie Joe.
"Later Chloe, and if Joey gives you a hard time, I give you permission to kick his ass," Billie Joe said and winked.
I laughed. When everyone was gone I wandered up to my room, nearly about to cry. When Adrienne and Billie Joe hugged me, that was
the first time someone besides Pierre had shown love to me. Or even a snippet of attention. And then Joey. A hollow heart beat was
echoing through my body. Joey Armstrong liked me. And I just basically slapped his face without slapping his face. I felt bad. I knew I
liked him, but he was an asshole! If he liked me, he would have been a bit more nice! I fell asleep contemplating these thoughts.
*
Joey Armstrong was sitting on his bed, with boxers and a tank, staring outside his window. He sang himself a song.
"I don't practice Santeria
I ain't got no crystal ball
Well I had a million dollars but I, I'd spend it all
If I could find that heina and that sancho that she'd found
Well I'd pop a cap in sancho and I'd slap her down
What I really wanna know (my baby)
What I really wanna say, I can't define
Well it's love that I neeeeeed."
around. No one was going to their classrooms.
That must mean it's lunch. Great, the hardest class of the day. Who to sit with.
When I entered the cafeteria, a lot of heads turned to look at me.
Some of them even cat-called. I laughed quietly to myself and got behind the hugest prep I have ever seen in my entire life. She was
5'10, with broad shoulders and looked like a size 6 with love handles bursting out. She turned around.
"Is that, like, the new Fendi bag?" she said very perkily.
Note to self: Give away the Fendi bag before the bitch has it.
"Umm...yeah. I guess you can say that," I said.
"Like, oh my god! I, like, loooooooooooove Fendi!" she screamed.
I gave her a weird look. Fendi was okay by my standards. The lunch lady startled me out of my thoughts.
"What would you like dear?" she asked.
"Umm...salad with Sun Chips on the side. Oh and a water too," I said.
She got everything and put it in a paper plate. Dude, what the fuck. I'm not in middle school anymore.
"3.75 dear," she said.
I opened my wallet and she got a nice view of 5 platinum American Express cards. Oh and a bunch of hundreds. I took me 2 minutes to
find 3 dollars and 75 cents.
"Here you go," I said.
She grabbed it and put it in the change place.
"NEXT!" she yelled.
I took my lunch and walked around trying to find a place to sit, when I bumped into a girl who was my height. She was blonde with
electric blue eyes.
"Sorry! Here, let me help you," she said.
She picked up my books and scanned my outfit. I hate it when people do that. Fucking elevator eyes.
"So...what's your name? I'm Estelle, but call me Stella," she said.
"Chloe," I said.
"Chloe? I like that name, it's really pretty," Stella said.
"Thanks, I like your name too," I replied.
"Hey, do you want to sit with me and my friends?" Stella said.
Hell yeah, I don't want to be a loner on my first day of school. She walked over to the benches and sat on some guys stomach. He
coughed and pushed her off, while laughing. Then he noticed me. The same guy who showed me where the Pre-Calculus building was.
He hardened his eyes and looked at Stella.
"Stella, what did I tell you. She's a rich whore," he said quite meanly.
I looked at him, dead in the eyes. Oh, I like his eyes. Very pretty and sparkly. Mmm hmm-Shit! This guy just insulted me.
"Excuse me?" I said.
"Go sit over there, you little rich whore, they all want you," he replied. He pointed to where the preps sat.
I got up and slapped his face. He looked shocked, like no one ever did this to him in his life. No one probably did either.
"I am rich, you bastard, but I am not a whore, so go fuck yourself and I'll sit where I want to, not where you tell me to," I snapped.
He looked at me and then started laughing. Stella was laughing and so was 2 other guys. I stood there for 2 minutes while they laughed,
then finally Stella motioned for me to sit down.
"Oh Chloe, I love you already," she said while laughing.
I must have looked more confused.
"You just slapped Billie Joe Armstrong's son, Joey, and got away with it! Haha," she said while the tears were streaming down her face.
Recognition dawned.
"Oh! Billie Joe's kid! Jesus, I thought you would be a bit more nice. I met your parents before and they're the sweetest people. Oh and I
met your dad at Starbucks, Stella," I said.
Joey smirked.
"How did you meet my mom and dad? They would never want to meet a person like you, going around and slapping faces," he said.
Jesus, this guy was going to get his ass kicked by Pierre if he didn't shut up.
"They go to my parents and uncle's parties. My uncle is Rob Cavallo, if you must know," I retorted.
That wiped the smirk off his face.
"Rob would never want to be your relative. He's too cool for that," He spit out.
Jesus FUCKING CHRIST. This guy will not shut up. And who the fuck uses 'cool'?
"Well, go ask him. Or better yet, come to my party this Saturday. It's at my house, your parents know where it is," I said.
He smiled meanly.
"We'll be there," he said.
The bell rang just as he said it. Stella and I got up and walked to our classes. When I was about to go into my Biology class, she put a
hand on my shoulder.
"I'm sorry about Joey, he can be an asshole sometimes," she said.
"Sometimes? More like, ALL THE TIME?" I replied.
She gave a short laugh and ran her hands through her hair.
"Well, you handled it well. Oh and try flirting with him. It get's him to be nicer, besides he like you. He's a bastard to girls he likes," she
said.
What the fuck. Yeah he liked me NOT. Jesus fucking Christ, I had to admit he was hot though. He was muscular in a punk-rock way. Not
like a water polo player, but like Sid Vicious, except without looking like an anorexic. I was startled out of my thoughts by the bell ringing.
I ran inside my bio class, just to find that Joey was in it. Great! Just fucking great! My thoughts must have showed on my face because
that bastard smirked and high fived another kid, the one who I saw at the table. The teacher looked up.
"Yes?" She asked.
"I'm new, my names Chloe Provance," I said.
She looked at her roll sheet.
"Ah yes, Chloe Provance, I do love your name, it's very French, are you French?" she asked.
Could this woman get any dumber? I restrained myself from shouting.
"Yes, I am," I said, through clenched teeth.
She nodded and smiled.
"You can sit next to Joey and Frankito, they're both sophmores, so you'll feel better than being in a class with seniors only. Why don't
you introduce yourself?" she said in one breath.
I shuffled up to the front of the room. Most guys were drooling and making little phones with their hands.
"Umm...my name's Chloe Provance, I like the Clash, Sex Pistols and Bloc Party...uhh...I used to go to boarding school, I'm 14 and I think
that's it. Oh and I'm having a party on Saturday, come if you want," I mentioned.
I noticed most of the guys had on sour faces. Haha too bad boys. Then I sat down in the row next to Joey and Frankito. Frankito was
smiling and Joey was smirking.
"What's up loser, can't find people to come to your party?" Joey said, laughing.
I must have appeared a little bit hurt because his face was a mixture or satisfaction and 'oh shit!'
Frankito leaned over.
"Don't worry about Joey, he's an ass, anyways I'm Frankito," he said.
Mmm... I was sitting between to delicious guys. They certainly got good genes. Joey leaned over.
"Worry about Frankito, he's going to try to take your pants off today," he said and smirked.
Frankito laughed.
"Of course I will, who wouldn't take this pretty girl's pants off?" he said.
Joey looked a bit angry but when I looked at him, he quickly rearranged his face into a fake smile. I stared at him until he got a little
bothered.
"You wanna keep staring or take a picture?" He said.
I shook my head and focused on the teacher talking about blood systems. Me and Joey didn't talk the whole period, neither did Frankito.
When we got out of the classroom, Joey left at top speed and Frankito laughed. He put a hand on my shoulder.
"You know he likes you right?" he said.
"What's up with people telling me he likes me?" I said, quite pissed.
"All I'm saying is, keep being real with him, all his girlfriends used him to reach our parents,' Frankito said, with a sad smile.
Duh, how could I forget, Tre Cool's kid. I laughed.
"If he wants me, tell him to stop being such an asshole, other than that, he's really hot," I replied.
Frankito roared with laughter.
"Oh man, Chloe, I love you already," he said, and walked away, still convulsing with laughter.
Jesus Fucking Christ. What was so funny about that? Oh well, one more period and I'm FREE!! I hurried to P.E.
*In P.E.*
"WHAT'S YOUR NAME? GIVE ME YOUR NAME NOW!!" the P.E. teacher yelled.
"Chloe Provance," I replied, getting bored. If this is how she wanted to impress me on the first day, she wasn't doing a good job.
"YOU WILL REPLY TO ME MA'AM!" She screamed.
"Yes sir," I said and smirked.
She looked like someone slapped her on the face.
"I'm letting you off only because it's your first day, but any more cheek from you and your butt cheeks will be ruptured!" she said.
Umm....ok.
Thank god I sat out most of P.E. because I was new and when the bell rang to go home I was quite glad. Lot's of kids got picked up in
Mercedes-Benz's and Porsches, while I noticed Green Day's kids got picked up by a man with dark hair in a black BMW. I stood there
staring at them until I realized that Pierre was in front of them, yelling at me to get in the Rolls-Royce.
I ran and got in the first seat, laughing at my stupidity, while noticing Joey staring at me from the BMW. It was mixed with jealousy, hatred
and lust, which stopped me in my tracks. We stared at each other for 2 seconds and then I got in the car, while ignoring all the whispers
about the car. Jesus Fucking Christ, it's only a Rolls! You should see the rest of our cars! When I got in Pierre was blasting Nine Inch
Nails at the very loudest, earning him a smile. I loved Nine Inch Nails.
"So how was my Chloe's first day at schooooooooooooooool?" He sing-songed.
I groaned.
"That horrible eh?" He laughed.
I nodded and kicked my feet up.
"There's this kid whose a complete asshole and then I have 2 new friends," I muttered.
Pierre laughed then sobered up.
"Want me to kick his ass?" he said then burst into hysterics.
Why do I feel like I'm the only sane person in this world?
***
In the Armstrong car, it was very different.
"Joey! Quit fidgeting! God, your driving me insane!" Billie Joe Armstrong of the world-famous Green Day screamed.
"Yeah, he's fidgeting because he's in LOOOOOOOOOOVE!" Stella sang.
Joey shot her a look that plainly said 'die'. Stella laughed and so did Jakob and Frankito. Billie Joe gave a amused glance at his eldest
son.
"Did you insult her?" he half-laughed and half-smiled.
Joey snuggled deeper into the leather upholstering while his dad and friends laughed. It was true, he did like Chloe, but every single girl
he went out with dated him for Green Day. He was sure Chloe was different, but he never knew. Billie Joe turned left instead of his usual
right.
"Dad, where we going?" Jakob asked from the back.
"Oh, we need to visit Rob's niece, Rob will be at her house," Billie Joe said.
His eyes were on the road looking for the biggest house in Berkeley, which was Chloe's. He found it and came rolling up to the gate.
"Umm...I'm here to visit Rob Cavallo, I'm Billie Joe," Billie Joe said.
The dude at the gate consulted his notes.
"Ah Mr. Armstrong, yes go right ahead," he said and opened the gate.
They were enveloped in luxury. The drive to the gate itself was nice, but nothing compared to the walkway. Leafy olive trees gave plenty
of shade and snakey vines crawled all over the brick wall. Everyone stared, transfixed. Joey even saw a horse being tended to.
When the drive stopped and they all piled out, a man came running out to meet them.
"Welcome to the house of Provance, may I take your coats?" the man said.
"Don't mind if I do," Joey said.
They walked for a really long time until they reached the kitchen. Rob was in there, eating an apple.
"Billie boy! What's cracking bacon! Joey! Jakob! Stella! Frankito! How are my teddy bears?" Rob yelled.
Everyone smiled and noticed Mike, Tre and Adrienne standing there, pretending to puke. Stella ran into here dad's arms and Frankito
jumped on Tre. Adrienne laughed. Rob looked at his watch.
"Jesus Christ, How long can she take?" he muttered.
* Chloe again *
I was frantically running around, getting on my leggings, shirt and which were my casual dressing. I ran down the flights of stairs and fell
on the last one, rolled to the kitchen and sat on my ass for a long time while everyone laughed. When I got up, I noticed Green Day was
in my kitchen. Holy shit. GREEN DAY IN MY KITCHEN. Calm down, calm down. It's just Green Day, you met Kate Moss and she gave you
great crack and GREEN DAY IN MY KITCHEN!!!!!
I then noticed my uncle Rob standing there laughing at me.
"Oh piss off you great big bastard," I snapped.
That got him laughing more, unfortunately. I frowned and pouted. Rob sobered up.
"Chloe, this is Green Day and their kids. Green Day and kids, meet my niece Chloe," Rob said.
I smirked at Joey. HAHA LOSER WHAT DID I TELL YOU. Joey looked away trying to not look at me. Stella, Frankito and Jakob were clearly
trying to keep a straight face. Rob shooed us away.
"Chloe, give them a tour of the house. Go! We have some issues to talk about," Rob said.
I stood up and motioned for them to come along. Stella, Frankito, Jakob and Joey followed. We walked to my room on the 5th floor and
sat on my bed just talking about stuff. Jakob and Frankito wandered to the tech room, where all our computers and shit like that were.
Stella was in my closet, trying on everything, which left me and Joey alone.
"So..." I muttered.
"So..." he mimicked.
I couldn't take it anymore.
"Why do you hate me? What have I done? We just knew each other for one day, not even a day so far, and you hate me! What the fuck
is wrong with you?" I screamed.
Joey was silent. I saw Stella poking around the corner,trying to eavesdrop.
"I like you...but I don't know why. I-it's just every girl I've dated used me to get to my parents. Every single one. I thought I was in love,
only to be used. And I like you. I didn't know whether or not you'd be the same," Joey whispered.
BASTARD I AM GOING TO KILL YOU. GUUUH. I hate guys like that.
"Well, if you like me, try being nice for once. It doesn't hurt to be nice," I said.
Joey looked crestfallen. Stella wandered out, trying not to look guilty. They went down, and I followed them, finding Jakob and Frankito in
the hall with Green Day.
"Well, I'll see you later Chloe," Mike said and left.
"Later Chloe, Billie, call me tonight," Tre said and followed.
Adrienne hugged me and so did Billie Joe.
"Later Chloe, and if Joey gives you a hard time, I give you permission to kick his ass," Billie Joe said and winked.
I laughed. When everyone was gone I wandered up to my room, nearly about to cry. When Adrienne and Billie Joe hugged me, that was
the first time someone besides Pierre had shown love to me. Or even a snippet of attention. And then Joey. A hollow heart beat was
echoing through my body. Joey Armstrong liked me. And I just basically slapped his face without slapping his face. I felt bad. I knew I
liked him, but he was an asshole! If he liked me, he would have been a bit more nice! I fell asleep contemplating these thoughts.
*
Joey Armstrong was sitting on his bed, with boxers and a tank, staring outside his window. He sang himself a song.
"I don't practice Santeria
I ain't got no crystal ball
Well I had a million dollars but I, I'd spend it all
If I could find that heina and that sancho that she'd found
Well I'd pop a cap in sancho and I'd slap her down
What I really wanna know (my baby)
What I really wanna say, I can't define
Well it's love that I neeeeeed."
