Joey, chapter 1
It's a typical Saturday, I was hanging out at the mall with my friends, I am juts on my way home. I guess it would be polite to introduce myself. My name is Joey Armstrong, I am 14 years old, I am quite tall, I have black hair and green eyes. I guess I should tell you, my dad is in a band called Green Day. He is away in England touring at the minute. I have a little brother called Jakob who is 11 and my mom and dad are not doing so good at the minute. He should be home in a couple days. My mom says she wants a divorce. It'll never happen, I know that. She loves him too much. All she wants is to spend some more time with him. Any way I am home now.
"Hey mom!" I yelled.
"Hey Joey did you have a good day?" she asked.
"Yeah I guess" I replied.
"Well your father is coming home today instead of next week." she told me
"Oh great" I sighed. I knew there would just be more arguments upon my fathers return. Not that I didn't want him to come home it's just, I feel sorry for him. All he is doing is his job and he goes away for months and comes home for a rest but, he just gets yelled at. I hate my mom at times.
"I want you to stay in tonight and look after Jakob while me and your father go out" she told me.
"Ok mom I am gonna go watch t.v" I said turning around to leave the kitchen.
"Erm actually you are gonna go tidy your room. Jakob is doing his so you can do yours" She said
"Ok, fine" I replied and stomped up the stairs. I turned on some music and set to work. By the time I was done my mom, had some sandwhiches and drinks on the kitchen table.
"Now your father will be home in a couple hours. He will spend an hour with you then we are gonna get ready to go out and Jakob you behave for your brother please" she said turning to Jakob.
"Whatever mom" he said, rolling his eyes.
I went back upstairs, into my now tidy bedroom. I flopped down on my bed and let out a long sigh. You would think I liked being a rock star's son but, I hate it. We seem to have everything. I would give anything to be a normal kid, with normal friends. Friends who like me for me not because my dad is in Green Day. I can't get a decent girlfriend or I don't trust them because, they all want me so they can get near my dad. It fucking sucks. Big time. I lay there looking at the swirling patterns on the ceiling. I drifted off to sleep. I was exhausted.
After what seemed like a minute I was being shook awake. I opened my eyes, I saw a pair of green eyes looking at me, I screamed. I thought I was looking in a mirror.
"Oh...Hey dad" I smiled. I gave him a hug, and he kissed my cheek.
"I missed you son" he said smiling.
"yeah" I sighed.
"What's up?" he asked concerned
"Just you and mom, it's kinda worryin' me ya know? I don't want you to split but, inside I know mom wouldn't leave you." I told him. He hugged me again.
"Don't worry about me and your mom we'll be fine. I am gonna be here for two weeks then I am on tour for another month then, I am at a few award shows then I will be home." He said, so sure that everything would be alright. I hadn't thought about it really. My mom was full of suprises maybe she would get a divorce.
"Hey mom!" I yelled.
"Hey Joey did you have a good day?" she asked.
"Yeah I guess" I replied.
"Well your father is coming home today instead of next week." she told me
"Oh great" I sighed. I knew there would just be more arguments upon my fathers return. Not that I didn't want him to come home it's just, I feel sorry for him. All he is doing is his job and he goes away for months and comes home for a rest but, he just gets yelled at. I hate my mom at times.
"I want you to stay in tonight and look after Jakob while me and your father go out" she told me.
"Ok mom I am gonna go watch t.v" I said turning around to leave the kitchen.
"Erm actually you are gonna go tidy your room. Jakob is doing his so you can do yours" She said
"Ok, fine" I replied and stomped up the stairs. I turned on some music and set to work. By the time I was done my mom, had some sandwhiches and drinks on the kitchen table.
"Now your father will be home in a couple hours. He will spend an hour with you then we are gonna get ready to go out and Jakob you behave for your brother please" she said turning to Jakob.
"Whatever mom" he said, rolling his eyes.
I went back upstairs, into my now tidy bedroom. I flopped down on my bed and let out a long sigh. You would think I liked being a rock star's son but, I hate it. We seem to have everything. I would give anything to be a normal kid, with normal friends. Friends who like me for me not because my dad is in Green Day. I can't get a decent girlfriend or I don't trust them because, they all want me so they can get near my dad. It fucking sucks. Big time. I lay there looking at the swirling patterns on the ceiling. I drifted off to sleep. I was exhausted.
After what seemed like a minute I was being shook awake. I opened my eyes, I saw a pair of green eyes looking at me, I screamed. I thought I was looking in a mirror.
"Oh...Hey dad" I smiled. I gave him a hug, and he kissed my cheek.
"I missed you son" he said smiling.
"yeah" I sighed.
"What's up?" he asked concerned
"Just you and mom, it's kinda worryin' me ya know? I don't want you to split but, inside I know mom wouldn't leave you." I told him. He hugged me again.
"Don't worry about me and your mom we'll be fine. I am gonna be here for two weeks then I am on tour for another month then, I am at a few award shows then I will be home." He said, so sure that everything would be alright. I hadn't thought about it really. My mom was full of suprises maybe she would get a divorce.
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