Undying Love, Billie Joe Armstrong, chapter 1
So it started at the age of 12. I always stared at this boy at school. That's right. Billie Joe Armstrong. He's just so cute! But all the way down, he's hot!
I don't think he likes me though. I mean, we haven't talked to each other, not even once! Well until before school almost ended.
So I was staring at him, as usual. And then he turned around in his seat (since he sits in front of me) and he told me something about him cutting his finger on the over head.
I felt my face burn up. I didn't know what to say. But all I said was "Ouch."
"Huh?" He asked. I was pretty sure I saw his face blush as well.
"Ouch." I repeated.
I could just tell by the expression on his face that there was something that gave a hint that he liked me. And the fact that he kept showing his finger to me and saying "see" about 10 times after that. So apparently he was nervous.
I really do hope he likes me. Because the way he was acting, showed he did. Or maybe it's just me.
No.
He likes me. I know he does.
It's almost summer vacation. Which means no school. And I don't get to see Billie Joe.
I'm having an end of the year sleepover with my two best friends: Ashley and Megan. Megan is actually Billie Joe's cousin. She doesn't know I like him. But Ashley does. Ashley's one of them quiet girls, so I can trust her.
"Hey Chelsea!" (Yeah, my names Chelsea). That would be Megan calling me across the hall.
"Hey. So are you coming to my sleepover tonight?"
"Yeah, I can't wait."
"Yeah I know. It's going to be awsome!"
"Is Ashley coming?"
"Yeah"
"Cool. See ya Chels."
"Bye."
* * *
"I saw Billie Joe today." Ashley told me on the bus. She will talk when it's just me and her, but when theres a bunch of other people, she won't talk.
"Oh you did? He's so hot!" Sometimes I get excited over someting stupid like that. But it's not that stupid. It's Billie Joe Armstrong!
"I can't wait until the sleepover!"
"Neither can I," I said as I got out my CD player.
"What are you listening to?"
"Aerosmith."
"Cool."
* * *
"Chelsea! Megan's here!" My mom called.
"Coming!" I ran downstairs to the living room and opened the front door.
"Hey Chels!"
"Hey Meg!"
"Come on. Let's go up to my room." With that we went up to my room.
"Where do you want me to put my bag?"
"Oh, just put it next to my dresser."
Just then the bell rang.
"That would be Ashley."
* * *
"So Chelsea, who do you like?" Megan asked me.
"Umm"
"Oh Come on. You have to think someone is hot."
Just then my stomach started to churn. Ashley just sat there smiling, acting like she doesn't now who I like.
So I decided to tell her.
I sighed. "Your cousin," I mumbled, pretty sure she didn't hear me.
"What?"
"Billie Joe Armstrong."
I don't think he likes me though. I mean, we haven't talked to each other, not even once! Well until before school almost ended.
So I was staring at him, as usual. And then he turned around in his seat (since he sits in front of me) and he told me something about him cutting his finger on the over head.
I felt my face burn up. I didn't know what to say. But all I said was "Ouch."
"Huh?" He asked. I was pretty sure I saw his face blush as well.
"Ouch." I repeated.
I could just tell by the expression on his face that there was something that gave a hint that he liked me. And the fact that he kept showing his finger to me and saying "see" about 10 times after that. So apparently he was nervous.
I really do hope he likes me. Because the way he was acting, showed he did. Or maybe it's just me.
No.
He likes me. I know he does.
It's almost summer vacation. Which means no school. And I don't get to see Billie Joe.
I'm having an end of the year sleepover with my two best friends: Ashley and Megan. Megan is actually Billie Joe's cousin. She doesn't know I like him. But Ashley does. Ashley's one of them quiet girls, so I can trust her.
"Hey Chelsea!" (Yeah, my names Chelsea). That would be Megan calling me across the hall.
"Hey. So are you coming to my sleepover tonight?"
"Yeah, I can't wait."
"Yeah I know. It's going to be awsome!"
"Is Ashley coming?"
"Yeah"
"Cool. See ya Chels."
"Bye."
* * *
"I saw Billie Joe today." Ashley told me on the bus. She will talk when it's just me and her, but when theres a bunch of other people, she won't talk.
"Oh you did? He's so hot!" Sometimes I get excited over someting stupid like that. But it's not that stupid. It's Billie Joe Armstrong!
"I can't wait until the sleepover!"
"Neither can I," I said as I got out my CD player.
"What are you listening to?"
"Aerosmith."
"Cool."
* * *
"Chelsea! Megan's here!" My mom called.
"Coming!" I ran downstairs to the living room and opened the front door.
"Hey Chels!"
"Hey Meg!"
"Come on. Let's go up to my room." With that we went up to my room.
"Where do you want me to put my bag?"
"Oh, just put it next to my dresser."
Just then the bell rang.
"That would be Ashley."
* * *
"So Chelsea, who do you like?" Megan asked me.
"Umm"
"Oh Come on. You have to think someone is hot."
Just then my stomach started to churn. Ashley just sat there smiling, acting like she doesn't now who I like.
So I decided to tell her.
I sighed. "Your cousin," I mumbled, pretty sure she didn't hear me.
"What?"
"Billie Joe Armstrong."
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