This Is How Green Day Helped Me With My Life, chapter 3
Wow I just moved here littleover 3 hours ago and I'm already making friends.
"Emily is 16 like us." Billie mentioned to Mike and Al. Billie offered me a drink. We sat around talking about things in life.
"So Emily where do you live?" Mike had asked her.
"I live I think near Billie." I said unsure of my self.
"Cool so I take it you live with your mom and dad?" Al replied. I didnt want to go into much detail.
"No I live iwth my mom. My dad was abusive towards my mom and I."
When I said that I looked at Billie. I saw sorrow in his eyes then he spoke.
"My dad was never abusive but he died of cancer when I was 10." I felt so sorry for him.
"Sorry to hear that."
Billie shook his head.
"Its ok." I realy wanted to change the subject. I didnt feel like talking about family.
"So Billie tells me you guys are in a band."
Billie'seyes light up.
"Yea."
I could tell Billie wanted to talk about his band more than anything.
"Yea Billie plays the guitar, Al plays the drums and I play the bass." Mike replied rather happily.
"Awesome."
"Yea you should come by and hear us sometime." Billie replied. I didnt hesitate to nod. I definitey wanted to see him again.
"So you go to school right?" I questioned all of them.
"Yea. Will you be going to school?" al asked.
"Soon I think. What school is it?"
"Pine Hole Vally high. Remember I showed you?" Billie asked. "Oh yea." I repleid.
I felt like it was getting late and my mother would worry. "I have to get back. My mom is probebly getting worried about me." Billie offered to walk me home. I didnt not turn him down. He was so nice and.. Cute? Well his eyes made a statement. Green.
Billie gave me his number and I told him I would call him later on tonight.
"Mom I'm home." My mom greeted me in the living room.
"Hey I just finished packing the last box." I remebered I had to call Billie.
"Hey mom what's our phone number?" My mom gave me the number. I figured it would be too early to call him so I offered to help my mom fix the living room.
20 minutes had past. Yea I think thats enough time to call now. I told my mom I was calling someone. "Oh did you meet someone?"
"Yea."
I Dialed his number.
"Hello is Billie there please?"
"Hey Billie it's me emily."
" Oh hey I didn't thnk you would call."
"Yea I wouldn't forget."
"That's nice. So do you have school tomorow?"
"Yes I think I do."
"Cool want me to come and get you?"
"I would like that. Thanks."
"Ok I'll come and get you at 8:00."
"Ok. Thanks again Billie."
"Ok see you tomorow."
"Bye."
I hunged up the phone.
"Emily who was it you were talking to on the phone?"
"Mom that was Billie."
"Oh is he nice?"
I sighed.
"He is wonderful."
"Thats good."
I went into the living room and told I was going to bed.
"Goodnight mom."
I went into the shower while examining my cuts and bruises. They were still there but wasn't as bad as before. That night I fell asleep knowing that my father wasn't going to hurt me and I had a friend... Billie Joe Armstrong...
"Emily is 16 like us." Billie mentioned to Mike and Al. Billie offered me a drink. We sat around talking about things in life.
"So Emily where do you live?" Mike had asked her.
"I live I think near Billie." I said unsure of my self.
"Cool so I take it you live with your mom and dad?" Al replied. I didnt want to go into much detail.
"No I live iwth my mom. My dad was abusive towards my mom and I."
When I said that I looked at Billie. I saw sorrow in his eyes then he spoke.
"My dad was never abusive but he died of cancer when I was 10." I felt so sorry for him.
"Sorry to hear that."
Billie shook his head.
"Its ok." I realy wanted to change the subject. I didnt feel like talking about family.
"So Billie tells me you guys are in a band."
Billie'seyes light up.
"Yea."
I could tell Billie wanted to talk about his band more than anything.
"Yea Billie plays the guitar, Al plays the drums and I play the bass." Mike replied rather happily.
"Awesome."
"Yea you should come by and hear us sometime." Billie replied. I didnt hesitate to nod. I definitey wanted to see him again.
"So you go to school right?" I questioned all of them.
"Yea. Will you be going to school?" al asked.
"Soon I think. What school is it?"
"Pine Hole Vally high. Remember I showed you?" Billie asked. "Oh yea." I repleid.
I felt like it was getting late and my mother would worry. "I have to get back. My mom is probebly getting worried about me." Billie offered to walk me home. I didnt not turn him down. He was so nice and.. Cute? Well his eyes made a statement. Green.
Billie gave me his number and I told him I would call him later on tonight.
"Mom I'm home." My mom greeted me in the living room.
"Hey I just finished packing the last box." I remebered I had to call Billie.
"Hey mom what's our phone number?" My mom gave me the number. I figured it would be too early to call him so I offered to help my mom fix the living room.
20 minutes had past. Yea I think thats enough time to call now. I told my mom I was calling someone. "Oh did you meet someone?"
"Yea."
I Dialed his number.
"Hello is Billie there please?"
"Hey Billie it's me emily."
" Oh hey I didn't thnk you would call."
"Yea I wouldn't forget."
"That's nice. So do you have school tomorow?"
"Yes I think I do."
"Cool want me to come and get you?"
"I would like that. Thanks."
"Ok I'll come and get you at 8:00."
"Ok. Thanks again Billie."
"Ok see you tomorow."
"Bye."
I hunged up the phone.
"Emily who was it you were talking to on the phone?"
"Mom that was Billie."
"Oh is he nice?"
I sighed.
"He is wonderful."
"Thats good."
I went into the living room and told I was going to bed.
"Goodnight mom."
I went into the shower while examining my cuts and bruises. They were still there but wasn't as bad as before. That night I fell asleep knowing that my father wasn't going to hurt me and I had a friend... Billie Joe Armstrong...
