Dearly beloved why arent you listening., chapter 4
Night time came at the Blvd. Some kids were doing graffeti on the wrecked walls.
Most were sat round the 'fire'. Which was actually a bin with a bit of newspaper in that had been set on fire.
I was sat on the old uncomfortable, couch writing a song. I sat there with my scrap book. I coudnt think. Billie sat down next to me. I quickly shut the book.
"What you doing? Whats this?" He took the book of me and started reading threw it.
"I never new you wright songs." He smiled.
"I know its stupid! Its something to do though!" I quickly added.
"No its not! I do it all the time! I'm in a band." Billie said." Let me help."
He turned to a cleen page. He named it Jesus of suburbia. The first two lines of the song he wrote down:
Im the son of rage and love, the Jesus of suburbia
"Thats really good!" I said, looking up at him.
"BILLIE!" Lily called. He walked of towards her. For once in my life I felt loved, understood.
I woke up inside. Not at my house but in a bed next to Billie. The room was covered in Graffeti and beer bottles. Billie woke up.
"Were am i?" I asked him.
"You don't think we sleep outside do you. You fell asleep last night! Welcome to my room. Sorry you have to share it with me! We only have a few."
I smiled at him then got up to look out the broken window, wipping of the cobwebs.
It was the old house on the Blvd. A guy who looked about 25 came running towards the houe.
"Jimmys here!" Billie said grabbing my hand and running towards him.
"Whos Jimmy?" I asked trying to keep up with him.
The boy pulled back his hood. He looked just like Billie!
"This is my brother." Billie said. The boy smiled. He was cute like Billie.
"I got the money!" Jimmy said taking 2 big bricks of money out his pocket.
"Wow there must be 1000 dollars there!" Billie said.
Jimmy pushed Billie away from him.
"Wow there sqwirt, does the lady know how it works?" He said smiling at me.
"Erm no!"
"I go get money, drugs alchol from the local store. So don't worry about how youre gonna survive because I'm gonna keep you alive. But you cant tell anyone, ok whatsername!" He laughed.
"Sure. Its Adrienne!" I laughed.
"Ow and I got nick names for every one. Billie'sJesus of suburbia and I guess your whatsername. They call me St. Jimmy. Welcome to the family Whatsername!"
He walked of. He came across as a carm person that never lost his cool.
Billie hit him as he walked passed. They both started fighting, like brothers do.
I really felt welcome now. I had a nickname, A bedroom.
Do you think Helenas worryed?
Most were sat round the 'fire'. Which was actually a bin with a bit of newspaper in that had been set on fire.
I was sat on the old uncomfortable, couch writing a song. I sat there with my scrap book. I coudnt think. Billie sat down next to me. I quickly shut the book.
"What you doing? Whats this?" He took the book of me and started reading threw it.
"I never new you wright songs." He smiled.
"I know its stupid! Its something to do though!" I quickly added.
"No its not! I do it all the time! I'm in a band." Billie said." Let me help."
He turned to a cleen page. He named it Jesus of suburbia. The first two lines of the song he wrote down:
Im the son of rage and love, the Jesus of suburbia
"Thats really good!" I said, looking up at him.
"BILLIE!" Lily called. He walked of towards her. For once in my life I felt loved, understood.
I woke up inside. Not at my house but in a bed next to Billie. The room was covered in Graffeti and beer bottles. Billie woke up.
"Were am i?" I asked him.
"You don't think we sleep outside do you. You fell asleep last night! Welcome to my room. Sorry you have to share it with me! We only have a few."
I smiled at him then got up to look out the broken window, wipping of the cobwebs.
It was the old house on the Blvd. A guy who looked about 25 came running towards the houe.
"Jimmys here!" Billie said grabbing my hand and running towards him.
"Whos Jimmy?" I asked trying to keep up with him.
The boy pulled back his hood. He looked just like Billie!
"This is my brother." Billie said. The boy smiled. He was cute like Billie.
"I got the money!" Jimmy said taking 2 big bricks of money out his pocket.
"Wow there must be 1000 dollars there!" Billie said.
Jimmy pushed Billie away from him.
"Wow there sqwirt, does the lady know how it works?" He said smiling at me.
"Erm no!"
"I go get money, drugs alchol from the local store. So don't worry about how youre gonna survive because I'm gonna keep you alive. But you cant tell anyone, ok whatsername!" He laughed.
"Sure. Its Adrienne!" I laughed.
"Ow and I got nick names for every one. Billie'sJesus of suburbia and I guess your whatsername. They call me St. Jimmy. Welcome to the family Whatsername!"
He walked of. He came across as a carm person that never lost his cool.
Billie hit him as he walked passed. They both started fighting, like brothers do.
I really felt welcome now. I had a nickname, A bedroom.
Do you think Helenas worryed?
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