How did Billie Joe feel after his dad was gone?, chapter 1
This story takes place in the streets of CA. As you enter the sence you see a young girl. Her hair is blonde. (only she is wishing it was black) Her eyes a hazel that was so deep it was like they looked into you.
A tear streamed down her face as she looked into the bay. For the past few years since her dad had been working more and more the family began to fall apart. First her mom and dad hated the hell out of each other till they finally decided to get a divorce. It was to be finalized that very day.
Then she, Katie, or Kat for short, started leaving the house late in the night. She would sneak out in the middle of the night to go listen to a new band on the scene. They were a new band by the name of Green Day. In the back of the shadows she longed to be like the band. Write the songs they worte about how life was so unfair and the world was doomed to an early grave.
As she was thinking about who she was going to live with a shadow came up behind her. It was a young guy of about the age of 18 or 17. In the shadows of the trees his green eyes watched her as the wind played with his dark black hair.
"Hey are you okay?" he asked her as she took another smoke of the ciggerete. "It all depends on what you mean. If your asking about my lungs, no they suck. If your asking about my life you'll get the same answer."
As her dark eyes came into focus she noticed who the guy was. It was Billie Joe from the band she loved to watch as her life moved on. "Same here." he told her as his eyes asked to sit with her and have a smoke.
"So what is your excuse for hating life? Well my dad died a while back and in the mist of all the fame you start to think about life. I guess. I sound like such a fag."
She laughed. Billie liked her laugh. It gave him a weird feeling from his head to his toes."You?"
"Well i am getting into drugs and my mom and dad are in the middle of a messy divorce. I like your music. It really helps me through these times."
As the afternoon passed on they stayed and chatted till the sun was setting in the sky. Finally Billie ask "You want to come on over and hang around at my house? Smoke some pot, me Tre and Mike, or just bet on some dumb thing that Tre is gonna do next?" She laughed again. It had been awhile since she had laughed so much. "Sure it is probley better then watching my mom and dad fight about who gets to keep the house."
She took his hand and they walked to his car. Kat knew she could trust him. NO one who smoked pot that good could be all bad.
A tear streamed down her face as she looked into the bay. For the past few years since her dad had been working more and more the family began to fall apart. First her mom and dad hated the hell out of each other till they finally decided to get a divorce. It was to be finalized that very day.
Then she, Katie, or Kat for short, started leaving the house late in the night. She would sneak out in the middle of the night to go listen to a new band on the scene. They were a new band by the name of Green Day. In the back of the shadows she longed to be like the band. Write the songs they worte about how life was so unfair and the world was doomed to an early grave.
As she was thinking about who she was going to live with a shadow came up behind her. It was a young guy of about the age of 18 or 17. In the shadows of the trees his green eyes watched her as the wind played with his dark black hair.
"Hey are you okay?" he asked her as she took another smoke of the ciggerete. "It all depends on what you mean. If your asking about my lungs, no they suck. If your asking about my life you'll get the same answer."
As her dark eyes came into focus she noticed who the guy was. It was Billie Joe from the band she loved to watch as her life moved on. "Same here." he told her as his eyes asked to sit with her and have a smoke.
"So what is your excuse for hating life? Well my dad died a while back and in the mist of all the fame you start to think about life. I guess. I sound like such a fag."
She laughed. Billie liked her laugh. It gave him a weird feeling from his head to his toes."You?"
"Well i am getting into drugs and my mom and dad are in the middle of a messy divorce. I like your music. It really helps me through these times."
As the afternoon passed on they stayed and chatted till the sun was setting in the sky. Finally Billie ask "You want to come on over and hang around at my house? Smoke some pot, me Tre and Mike, or just bet on some dumb thing that Tre is gonna do next?" She laughed again. It had been awhile since she had laughed so much. "Sure it is probley better then watching my mom and dad fight about who gets to keep the house."
She took his hand and they walked to his car. Kat knew she could trust him. NO one who smoked pot that good could be all bad.
