In Love With The Drummer, chapter 1
"Dearly Beloved are you listening?
I can't remember a word that you were saying.
Are we demented or am I disturbed?
This space thats in between insane and Insecure.
Oh Therapy can you please fill the void?
Am I retarded or am I just overjoyd?
Nobody's perfect and I stand accused.
For lack of a better word and thats my best excuse."
"Have you ever killed someone?"
"No I haven't!"
"Really? Then how about Brittany?"
"What? Hell no! That wasn't my fault."
"Yes it was."
I woke up. Did I just dream that? Why? I sat up and stared at the alarm. 23.45.
'Fuck.. I'v only have slept like one hour,' I thought so myself.
I laid down again. This is fucking annoying. I hated my dreams. Well maybe I should think about something else. Like the Green Dau concert. I mean, it's like three days left til the concert. I just can't belive that I got the ticets.. Well. Maybe I should sleep. And I did. 'Cause the next thing I new was that it was in the morning.
*Beep*Beep*Beep*
"Shut Up." I threw the alarm on the floor. It was still going beep beep beep..
"What a..?" I jumped out of bed. I grabed my shoe and started to hit it. Then I realized that I just could have snoozed it, but it was to late. I was already broken. I walked out of my room and in to the bathroom. I looked at my in the mirror.
"I look like shit," I said and sighed. Then I took my eyeliner and got more and more black around my eyes. Then I stopped. I saw my sister standing in the door with her teddybear in her arms. I could tell she still had a virus. I sighed.
"What do you want?"
"Mum and dad got in to a fight didn't they?" she asked.
"Yes Lilly. Why are you up?"
"Couldn't sleep."
"Go back to bed. You need to sleep. Or you'll get even sicker."
I took her by her and and her back to her room and put her in the bed. Then I said 'Sleep tight' and went out. I walked back into my room and grabed my bag.[Which is pink with GD writen all over it.] And put on my clothes and shoes. Then I walked down stairs and took a gals of milk and som cookies to go. Then I went of to school.
*At School*
"Still going to the Green Day concert?" I turned around to se Willow stand there.
"O fcourse. Why? You don't," I asked.
"Well.. My parents dont want me to.."
"Fuck your parents. You can say that you slept at my place."
"What about you? Did your parants say you could go?" Joan asked me from her locker.
"No! But I dont care about them. They are so...-"
"Strange?" Both Joan and Willow asked.
"Yeah."
The bell rings in.
"Well. I have an French test to deal with. See ya'll later. Kisses."
"Kisses..!"
"Kisses."
When I walked in to the classroom and looked around for an empty desk. I wanted to sit in non of them. The first one was next to Creapy Karen and the other one to suger sweet Alexandra. I got sick when I thought of her. She was so.. so.. so sweet and so perfect. Or thet was what she tought of herself. I, I hated her. I just wanted to kill her.
"Are you going to stand ther all day Miss Jennings or could you be nice to take a seat?" Mr Smith asked me. Everyone stared at me.
I walked over to sit beside of Creapy Karen. I decided that I rather sit beside her than Alexandra. Besides.. Alexandra was sitting in the front. I hated to sit in the front.. Everyone could see you.
"I hope you all have done you're homework. Now lets start with the test."
Mr. Smith handed out the test. I looked at the papers infront of me.
"You must be fucking kidding me." I said to myself.
"Somethings wrong Miss Jennings?" I looked up at Mr. Brown.
"Erh.. No sir," I said.
"Goo," he said and went back to his desk.
"You may start with the test... Now."
I just looked at the paper. Then I wrote all over the paper:
"It's comedy and tragedy, It's Saint Jimmy, and that's my name!!
And dont you fucking wear it out!!! Fuck French! I dont fucking care about France!! So get off of my case!!!!"
I looked at the paper en smiled at my words. Then I went to the desk in the front and threw the paper on Mr Smith and walked back to my own desk. Then i took my bag and walked out trough the door, knowing everyone watching me.
*Lunch*
"Hey Jessica.," Willow screamed as I entered the lunch cafeteria.
"Get your lazy ass over here," Joan said. She was smiling ear to ear.
"Hey. Whazzup?" I said and took a bite of my lunch. [Which was an apple and a soda.]
"I heard that you threw your test at Mr. Smith at French. Is thet true?" Willow asked.
"Of course it's true. You know me."
"Well yeah we do, but dont you think..." Joan said but I interrupt her and said:
"Think what? That I would get in trouble? Ha. Like trouble ever bothered me. Have to go girls. See ya'll after school right?"
"Yes. My place?" Joan asked.
"Yes. Kisses!"
"Kisses." both Joan and Willow said.
*At Music class.*
"This song is called Fur Elise and is written by Beethoven. Now, let's play it in groups. Jasmine, Lloyd, Danny and Sarah. Group one. Alexandra, Linda, Jimmy and Jessica. Group two..." Mr Daniels said.
No!!!! Not Alexandra!! Fuck, Fuck, FUCK!!! I went over to an empty chair and sat down. Can it gett more worse then this?
"Now lets play. Can you take the drums Jessica?"
Drums? Oh no! I hated the drums. I can't play the drums.
"Erh.. I.. c..cant play the d..drums." I said.
"Oh come on. in that band of your's, what do you play?"
"Lead guitar..."
"Then take the guitar. No bigger deal."
I nodded and took one of the guitars and lookad at the paper with all the lyrics. I started tp paly, but them I stopped, everyone stood looking at me.
"You're good." Mr Daniels said.
"Now. Lets play it all together shall we?"
*After School. At Joan's place.*
I threw myself on the bed. Joan took the American Idiot album and put it in her CD player.
Then we took our instruments and played along. [Willow play the drums and Joan the bass. I play the lead guitar, but you guys already knew that.] When the song stopped we choose to play Homecoming. That was our favourite.
When we came to ' ROCK´N´ROLL GIRLFRIEND', Willow didn't want to sing, so I did. I loved that part. I was in love with Tré Cool, but I knew that I was never going to meet him in person.. Or would I?
*Three days later.*
"I cant fucking believe that we are going to a fucking Green Day concert!" Willow screamed as we walked home from school.
"Not me either," Joan said.
"I wonder if they will pick us out to play with them," Willow said and looked as she was dreaming.
"Yeah.. right.. Dream on girl," I said.
"I mean... why not? It could be possible you know."
"Yeah.. But's it like one in a million," I said.
"Oh come on Jessica. Dont be so negative all the time."
We walked to my place.
"Mum, dad? I'm home!" I shouted as I came in the door.
"Hi sweety," my mum came down the stairs.
"Where is everybody?"
"Shopping. By the way, this Green Day concert. I think it is better if you stay home."
"What? Are you fucking kidding me??? Mum! You said I could go."
"I just want to do what's best for you honey."
"Please mum.. I promise that I wont do anything wrong. Please please please?"
My mother looked at me. Then she sighed.
"Fine.. But you better not take any drugs young lady."
"Oh I promise, I wont!!! Thank you mum!!!"
I threw my self around her neck..!
"Well go get ready or you will miss the whole thing!" My mum said an kissed me on my forehead.
Then we all ran up the stairs.. (Not my mum of course..XD)
We ran in to my room and shut the door. Then we went through my whole closet.
I found my Green Day t-shirt that said 'PUNK is DEAD and I FUCKING killed IT', and a pair of black/green jeans.
Joan borrowed a black t-shirt that said 'I'm punk so KIZZ me...' And Willow had her own Kerplunk t-shirt. Then we went out the the bathroom. We put on black eyeshadow, black mascara and black eyeliner. Then we rushed off to the concert, hoping it was all we wanted..
I can't remember a word that you were saying.
Are we demented or am I disturbed?
This space thats in between insane and Insecure.
Oh Therapy can you please fill the void?
Am I retarded or am I just overjoyd?
Nobody's perfect and I stand accused.
For lack of a better word and thats my best excuse."
"Have you ever killed someone?"
"No I haven't!"
"Really? Then how about Brittany?"
"What? Hell no! That wasn't my fault."
"Yes it was."
I woke up. Did I just dream that? Why? I sat up and stared at the alarm. 23.45.
'Fuck.. I'v only have slept like one hour,' I thought so myself.
I laid down again. This is fucking annoying. I hated my dreams. Well maybe I should think about something else. Like the Green Dau concert. I mean, it's like three days left til the concert. I just can't belive that I got the ticets.. Well. Maybe I should sleep. And I did. 'Cause the next thing I new was that it was in the morning.
*Beep*Beep*Beep*
"Shut Up." I threw the alarm on the floor. It was still going beep beep beep..
"What a..?" I jumped out of bed. I grabed my shoe and started to hit it. Then I realized that I just could have snoozed it, but it was to late. I was already broken. I walked out of my room and in to the bathroom. I looked at my in the mirror.
"I look like shit," I said and sighed. Then I took my eyeliner and got more and more black around my eyes. Then I stopped. I saw my sister standing in the door with her teddybear in her arms. I could tell she still had a virus. I sighed.
"What do you want?"
"Mum and dad got in to a fight didn't they?" she asked.
"Yes Lilly. Why are you up?"
"Couldn't sleep."
"Go back to bed. You need to sleep. Or you'll get even sicker."
I took her by her and and her back to her room and put her in the bed. Then I said 'Sleep tight' and went out. I walked back into my room and grabed my bag.[Which is pink with GD writen all over it.] And put on my clothes and shoes. Then I walked down stairs and took a gals of milk and som cookies to go. Then I went of to school.
*At School*
"Still going to the Green Day concert?" I turned around to se Willow stand there.
"O fcourse. Why? You don't," I asked.
"Well.. My parents dont want me to.."
"Fuck your parents. You can say that you slept at my place."
"What about you? Did your parants say you could go?" Joan asked me from her locker.
"No! But I dont care about them. They are so...-"
"Strange?" Both Joan and Willow asked.
"Yeah."
The bell rings in.
"Well. I have an French test to deal with. See ya'll later. Kisses."
"Kisses..!"
"Kisses."
When I walked in to the classroom and looked around for an empty desk. I wanted to sit in non of them. The first one was next to Creapy Karen and the other one to suger sweet Alexandra. I got sick when I thought of her. She was so.. so.. so sweet and so perfect. Or thet was what she tought of herself. I, I hated her. I just wanted to kill her.
"Are you going to stand ther all day Miss Jennings or could you be nice to take a seat?" Mr Smith asked me. Everyone stared at me.
I walked over to sit beside of Creapy Karen. I decided that I rather sit beside her than Alexandra. Besides.. Alexandra was sitting in the front. I hated to sit in the front.. Everyone could see you.
"I hope you all have done you're homework. Now lets start with the test."
Mr. Smith handed out the test. I looked at the papers infront of me.
"You must be fucking kidding me." I said to myself.
"Somethings wrong Miss Jennings?" I looked up at Mr. Brown.
"Erh.. No sir," I said.
"Goo," he said and went back to his desk.
"You may start with the test... Now."
I just looked at the paper. Then I wrote all over the paper:
"It's comedy and tragedy, It's Saint Jimmy, and that's my name!!
And dont you fucking wear it out!!! Fuck French! I dont fucking care about France!! So get off of my case!!!!"
I looked at the paper en smiled at my words. Then I went to the desk in the front and threw the paper on Mr Smith and walked back to my own desk. Then i took my bag and walked out trough the door, knowing everyone watching me.
*Lunch*
"Hey Jessica.," Willow screamed as I entered the lunch cafeteria.
"Get your lazy ass over here," Joan said. She was smiling ear to ear.
"Hey. Whazzup?" I said and took a bite of my lunch. [Which was an apple and a soda.]
"I heard that you threw your test at Mr. Smith at French. Is thet true?" Willow asked.
"Of course it's true. You know me."
"Well yeah we do, but dont you think..." Joan said but I interrupt her and said:
"Think what? That I would get in trouble? Ha. Like trouble ever bothered me. Have to go girls. See ya'll after school right?"
"Yes. My place?" Joan asked.
"Yes. Kisses!"
"Kisses." both Joan and Willow said.
*At Music class.*
"This song is called Fur Elise and is written by Beethoven. Now, let's play it in groups. Jasmine, Lloyd, Danny and Sarah. Group one. Alexandra, Linda, Jimmy and Jessica. Group two..." Mr Daniels said.
No!!!! Not Alexandra!! Fuck, Fuck, FUCK!!! I went over to an empty chair and sat down. Can it gett more worse then this?
"Now lets play. Can you take the drums Jessica?"
Drums? Oh no! I hated the drums. I can't play the drums.
"Erh.. I.. c..cant play the d..drums." I said.
"Oh come on. in that band of your's, what do you play?"
"Lead guitar..."
"Then take the guitar. No bigger deal."
I nodded and took one of the guitars and lookad at the paper with all the lyrics. I started tp paly, but them I stopped, everyone stood looking at me.
"You're good." Mr Daniels said.
"Now. Lets play it all together shall we?"
*After School. At Joan's place.*
I threw myself on the bed. Joan took the American Idiot album and put it in her CD player.
Then we took our instruments and played along. [Willow play the drums and Joan the bass. I play the lead guitar, but you guys already knew that.] When the song stopped we choose to play Homecoming. That was our favourite.
When we came to ' ROCK´N´ROLL GIRLFRIEND', Willow didn't want to sing, so I did. I loved that part. I was in love with Tré Cool, but I knew that I was never going to meet him in person.. Or would I?
*Three days later.*
"I cant fucking believe that we are going to a fucking Green Day concert!" Willow screamed as we walked home from school.
"Not me either," Joan said.
"I wonder if they will pick us out to play with them," Willow said and looked as she was dreaming.
"Yeah.. right.. Dream on girl," I said.
"I mean... why not? It could be possible you know."
"Yeah.. But's it like one in a million," I said.
"Oh come on Jessica. Dont be so negative all the time."
We walked to my place.
"Mum, dad? I'm home!" I shouted as I came in the door.
"Hi sweety," my mum came down the stairs.
"Where is everybody?"
"Shopping. By the way, this Green Day concert. I think it is better if you stay home."
"What? Are you fucking kidding me??? Mum! You said I could go."
"I just want to do what's best for you honey."
"Please mum.. I promise that I wont do anything wrong. Please please please?"
My mother looked at me. Then she sighed.
"Fine.. But you better not take any drugs young lady."
"Oh I promise, I wont!!! Thank you mum!!!"
I threw my self around her neck..!
"Well go get ready or you will miss the whole thing!" My mum said an kissed me on my forehead.
Then we all ran up the stairs.. (Not my mum of course..XD)
We ran in to my room and shut the door. Then we went through my whole closet.
I found my Green Day t-shirt that said 'PUNK is DEAD and I FUCKING killed IT', and a pair of black/green jeans.
Joan borrowed a black t-shirt that said 'I'm punk so KIZZ me...' And Willow had her own Kerplunk t-shirt. Then we went out the the bathroom. We put on black eyeshadow, black mascara and black eyeliner. Then we rushed off to the concert, hoping it was all we wanted..
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