Pearls, chapter 3
"Chloe! Chloe! Your parties this weekend, right?" some hot senior yelled.
"Yeah, come if you can!" I said.
"Yeah, I'll definitely be there, by the way my names Evan, call me, I need directions to you house," Evan said.
Oh, I will definitely call you.
"Sure!" I said and flashed him my biggest smile. He blushed a little and grinned back. We must have been staring at each other for 20 seconds before Stella grabbed my shoulders and came face-to-face with me.
"GIRL!! You were just talking to Evan Mitchell, THE hottest guy here! Spill!" Stella practically screamed.
Jesus girl, you're going to have a heart attack over a guy. A very hot guy I might add.
"He just asked me for directions to my house, nothing more," I said.
Stella screamed and fell down. I helped her back up. When she was calmed down, she grinned so much.
"We're going SHOPPING TOMORROW!!" Stella screamed.
Tomorrow was Friday, thank god. I grinned really cheesily and went to our table. Joey was there, looking as if he hadn't slept at all. A large amount of guilt set in and I tried to shake it away.
"Hey Joey," I said.
He muttered something incomprehensible and moved away. I must have looked really guilty because Frankito asked me about it.
"Chlooooooooooooe, you look guilty, spill girl what happened between you and Joey?" Frankito asked. He had a serious face on. I sighed.
"Umm... he told me he liked me and I basically slapped his face without slapping it," I said.
Frankito laughed then sighed.
"I thought something like that happened. He was staring at you and Evan like his life depended on it," he said.
Way to make me feel better Frankito. I felt really guilty about that. Joey was hotter than Evan and I wasn't really attracted to jock kids, but Evan was hot. But Joey pissed me off on my first day, and first impressions are a bitch aren't they? Joey was going to work his ass off to make me like him for his personality. Frankito then startled me out of my thoughts.
"Chloe, be careful of Evan. He has a reputation, so don't get drunk around him," Frankito warned me.
Yeah, don't get drunk. Might as well not breath.
SATURDAY
Stella and I went shopping yesterday at the mall, trying on every outfit possible while pissing off every mother in the mall.
"I WANNA FUCK A CHICKEN!!" Stella screamed.
"I WANNA FUCK YOUR DAD!!" I screamed.
Stella stopped and looked at me. I laughed.
"I'm kidding Stella, your dad is so old, no offense," I said.
She sighed in relief before resuming our fuck game.
"I WANNA FUCK CHLOE!!" Stella screamed.
"I WANNA FUCK MYSELF!!" I screamed.
"That wouldn't be too bad to watch," someone whispered.
I screamed and fell off my chair in fright. Evan Mitchell poked his head over and grinned. I smiled in spite of myself.
"You wanna help me up you evil bastard?" I said.
He laughed and helped me up.
"So Evan, you coming to my party?" I said while batting my eyelashes. Christ, I was a loser.
"Damn straight I am, oh and you never gave me your number," Evan smiled.
I blushed and proceeded to look for a pen when Evan tapped me and pointed to a pen in my hand. I blushed harder and wrote on his arm my number.
"Call me okay?" I said.
He nodded and left. Me and Stella looked at each other than freaked out.
***
Friday came and past. Me and Stella went shopping and Joey looked surlier and I felt guiltier. Today was Saturday, the day of my party and people were already coming at 7:00. Including Green Day & Co. Fuck, Fuck, Fuck WHY did they have to come. I was really nervous because I was most likely going to be drunk out of my mind. I looked at the vodka bottle in my hand. Oh fuck it. I downed the bottle in 7 big gulps, but that couldn't even stop my shaking hands. I walked a bit unsteady to Green Day & Co.
"What's up?" I said but managed to come out "Whazzz UP!!"
Adrienne, I noted, looked sad at my drinking. Tre and Mike just joined in the fun however. Billie Joe just grabbed a beer and sat on the couch.
"Nice house, Chloe," he said.
"VHY VANK YOU VERY VERY MUCH BIRRIE ROE RAWRMSTRONG!!" I yelled in my drunken state. In 2 minutes I had managed to drink 3 beers, which was from drinking with Tre. Adrienna laughed and grabbed her husbands beer and downed the rest. I laughed and jumped in truimph. Adrienne took in my body and narrowed her eyes. While I was having another drinking contest with Tre, Adrienne had a conversation with Billie.
"Billie, look at Chloe. She's too thin," Adrienne muttered.
Billie glanced at me and took in my bones. It was true, I hadn't eaten proper food in a long time. My ribs stuck out of my normally slim body. My shoulder blades were popping out and my collarbones were visible from a great distance.
"Your right," he said simply.
"Billie Joe Armstrong! We have to do something about this! Look at her, she's numbing her pain away! Numbing pain does not help, as you very well know! And then she's not eating!" Adrienne screamed in a whisper.
Billie Joe sighed.
"She's not our daughter Adrienne, we can't do anything about this. She already hates Jakob and Chloe needs to make decisions on her own," Bilie Joe said.
"BILLIE! What if she was your daughter? What would you do? Billie Joe, look at her! Look at her life Billie. Mom and Dad are gone, she's never had love until now because Stella did a great job of making friends with her! When I hugged her, she was almost clinging on to me! I bet the only person who told her she-" Adrienne was cut off by Evan Mitchell.
"Hey do you know where Chloe is?" Evan asked.
Third Person View Now (hhaha)
"She's over by Tre and Mike," Adrienne snapped, pointing at them and Chloe, who were having another drinking contest. This time Chloe was winning instead of Mike and Tre. Evan sauntered over to Chloe and put his hands over her eyes.
"Guess who?" Evan said.
"Meeyyy mozer," Chloe replied drunkenly.
"What?" Evan said, momentarily confused.
"EVANNNNN!!" Chloe yelled, fully realizing that Evan was here and hugged him.
"Hey Chloe," Evan said and grabbed a beer.
"Dude I fugging rov you and Jooooey, you and me and hiiiiim should do a threesome!" Chloe said.
Evan grinned.
***
Joey Armstrong watched his crush get drunk, hug and talk with Evan Mitchell, whom all the girls loved. Stella watched him. Billie Joe watched him. Adrienne watched him. He was in a bad mood and went upstairs for the remainder of the evening, where he hoped to be undisturbed. Unfortunately for him, he was.
"Yeah, come if you can!" I said.
"Yeah, I'll definitely be there, by the way my names Evan, call me, I need directions to you house," Evan said.
Oh, I will definitely call you.
"Sure!" I said and flashed him my biggest smile. He blushed a little and grinned back. We must have been staring at each other for 20 seconds before Stella grabbed my shoulders and came face-to-face with me.
"GIRL!! You were just talking to Evan Mitchell, THE hottest guy here! Spill!" Stella practically screamed.
Jesus girl, you're going to have a heart attack over a guy. A very hot guy I might add.
"He just asked me for directions to my house, nothing more," I said.
Stella screamed and fell down. I helped her back up. When she was calmed down, she grinned so much.
"We're going SHOPPING TOMORROW!!" Stella screamed.
Tomorrow was Friday, thank god. I grinned really cheesily and went to our table. Joey was there, looking as if he hadn't slept at all. A large amount of guilt set in and I tried to shake it away.
"Hey Joey," I said.
He muttered something incomprehensible and moved away. I must have looked really guilty because Frankito asked me about it.
"Chlooooooooooooe, you look guilty, spill girl what happened between you and Joey?" Frankito asked. He had a serious face on. I sighed.
"Umm... he told me he liked me and I basically slapped his face without slapping it," I said.
Frankito laughed then sighed.
"I thought something like that happened. He was staring at you and Evan like his life depended on it," he said.
Way to make me feel better Frankito. I felt really guilty about that. Joey was hotter than Evan and I wasn't really attracted to jock kids, but Evan was hot. But Joey pissed me off on my first day, and first impressions are a bitch aren't they? Joey was going to work his ass off to make me like him for his personality. Frankito then startled me out of my thoughts.
"Chloe, be careful of Evan. He has a reputation, so don't get drunk around him," Frankito warned me.
Yeah, don't get drunk. Might as well not breath.
SATURDAY
Stella and I went shopping yesterday at the mall, trying on every outfit possible while pissing off every mother in the mall.
"I WANNA FUCK A CHICKEN!!" Stella screamed.
"I WANNA FUCK YOUR DAD!!" I screamed.
Stella stopped and looked at me. I laughed.
"I'm kidding Stella, your dad is so old, no offense," I said.
She sighed in relief before resuming our fuck game.
"I WANNA FUCK CHLOE!!" Stella screamed.
"I WANNA FUCK MYSELF!!" I screamed.
"That wouldn't be too bad to watch," someone whispered.
I screamed and fell off my chair in fright. Evan Mitchell poked his head over and grinned. I smiled in spite of myself.
"You wanna help me up you evil bastard?" I said.
He laughed and helped me up.
"So Evan, you coming to my party?" I said while batting my eyelashes. Christ, I was a loser.
"Damn straight I am, oh and you never gave me your number," Evan smiled.
I blushed and proceeded to look for a pen when Evan tapped me and pointed to a pen in my hand. I blushed harder and wrote on his arm my number.
"Call me okay?" I said.
He nodded and left. Me and Stella looked at each other than freaked out.
***
Friday came and past. Me and Stella went shopping and Joey looked surlier and I felt guiltier. Today was Saturday, the day of my party and people were already coming at 7:00. Including Green Day & Co. Fuck, Fuck, Fuck WHY did they have to come. I was really nervous because I was most likely going to be drunk out of my mind. I looked at the vodka bottle in my hand. Oh fuck it. I downed the bottle in 7 big gulps, but that couldn't even stop my shaking hands. I walked a bit unsteady to Green Day & Co.
"What's up?" I said but managed to come out "Whazzz UP!!"
Adrienne, I noted, looked sad at my drinking. Tre and Mike just joined in the fun however. Billie Joe just grabbed a beer and sat on the couch.
"Nice house, Chloe," he said.
"VHY VANK YOU VERY VERY MUCH BIRRIE ROE RAWRMSTRONG!!" I yelled in my drunken state. In 2 minutes I had managed to drink 3 beers, which was from drinking with Tre. Adrienna laughed and grabbed her husbands beer and downed the rest. I laughed and jumped in truimph. Adrienne took in my body and narrowed her eyes. While I was having another drinking contest with Tre, Adrienne had a conversation with Billie.
"Billie, look at Chloe. She's too thin," Adrienne muttered.
Billie glanced at me and took in my bones. It was true, I hadn't eaten proper food in a long time. My ribs stuck out of my normally slim body. My shoulder blades were popping out and my collarbones were visible from a great distance.
"Your right," he said simply.
"Billie Joe Armstrong! We have to do something about this! Look at her, she's numbing her pain away! Numbing pain does not help, as you very well know! And then she's not eating!" Adrienne screamed in a whisper.
Billie Joe sighed.
"She's not our daughter Adrienne, we can't do anything about this. She already hates Jakob and Chloe needs to make decisions on her own," Bilie Joe said.
"BILLIE! What if she was your daughter? What would you do? Billie Joe, look at her! Look at her life Billie. Mom and Dad are gone, she's never had love until now because Stella did a great job of making friends with her! When I hugged her, she was almost clinging on to me! I bet the only person who told her she-" Adrienne was cut off by Evan Mitchell.
"Hey do you know where Chloe is?" Evan asked.
Third Person View Now (hhaha)
"She's over by Tre and Mike," Adrienne snapped, pointing at them and Chloe, who were having another drinking contest. This time Chloe was winning instead of Mike and Tre. Evan sauntered over to Chloe and put his hands over her eyes.
"Guess who?" Evan said.
"Meeyyy mozer," Chloe replied drunkenly.
"What?" Evan said, momentarily confused.
"EVANNNNN!!" Chloe yelled, fully realizing that Evan was here and hugged him.
"Hey Chloe," Evan said and grabbed a beer.
"Dude I fugging rov you and Jooooey, you and me and hiiiiim should do a threesome!" Chloe said.
Evan grinned.
***
Joey Armstrong watched his crush get drunk, hug and talk with Evan Mitchell, whom all the girls loved. Stella watched him. Billie Joe watched him. Adrienne watched him. He was in a bad mood and went upstairs for the remainder of the evening, where he hoped to be undisturbed. Unfortunately for him, he was.
