A New Generation (A sequel to Once upon a Green Day), chapter 3
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It was after school. I didn't feel like taking the bus and I was still so damn confused about Taylor. The same question floated around in my mind. Why did she walk off? Why didn't she even thank me? I didn't know. It was all screwed. She was on my mind for every second between every step I took on the way home.
I looked down to see my muddy converse shoes with my pants rolled over them. Sloosh. Splash. I stepped into puddles. I slouched with my hands in my pocket trying to keep them warm. I kept walking. It felt like nothing existed. Like it was just me all by myself. The wind blew through my hair and whispered in my ears. Its cool breeze blew against my cheeks.
I looked up to what was in front of me. Nothing but the lonely sidewalk with cars passing by every few minutes. I cupped my thumbs onto the straps on my backpack and kept on walking. The next thing I new, I was in front of my house. I sighed, and walked up my driveway. I unlocked the front door and stepped into my house. Complete silence.
"MMMOOOOMMMMM!!!!" I yelled like a little kid. "ARE YOU HOME?" I added. Nothing. Usually she would be home by now. Wait... She's like always home. Internet job. Oh yeah. Then where is she? I shut the front door behind me and walked into the kitchen. "Hello?" I said poking my head around. I looked on the kitchen table. A note.
Dear Todd,
I went out for the day. I'm busy doing some work. I don't think I'll be home in time for dinner so make yourself something. I'll be home as soon as I can, and please don't do anything bad while I'm gone.
Love, Mom
I put the note back down onto the table. Damnit. She expects me to get to school and back on my own, and now she thinks I can make my own dinner? Oi.
I put down my bag and waddled over to the fridge. Let's see...Tuna noodle thing... Some pie thingy...Lasagna.... Spaghetti... Cereal... Hey why is this in here?
I closed the fridge, grabbed my bag, and then went up to my room. I flicked on the lights revealing my room. My room was one of my favorite places where I could be alone. It was painted black with a Green Day poster on my wall. In the corner of my room was a small TV on a desk. Then of course my bed was on the other side of my room.
I chucked my bag onto my bed and picked up my guitar, then plugged it into my amp. I sat on my bed with my guitar resting it on my knee. I slouched my head down and looked at the floor. The first thing that came to mind.... Taylor. I began to strum a tune to an old Green Day song and began to sing:
I wish I could tell you
But the words would come out wrong
Oh if you only knew
The way I felt for so long
I know that we're worlds apart
But I just don't seem to care
These feelings in my heart
Only with you I want to share
The first time I caught a glimpse of you
Then my thoughts were only of you
I hope that when time goes by
You will think the same about me
Many nights awake I lie
I only wish that you could see
I know that we're only friends
I hope this feeling never ends
If I could only hold you
It's the only thing I want to do.
The first time I caught a glimpse of you
Then my thoughts were only of you
After I finished I rested my guitar on my bed and grabbed my sketchbook on my desk. I opened it. The first thing that flashed before my eyes was a whole bunch of sketches of scenes coming from my imagination. I flipped to the back of the book where I usually wrote song lyrics. I was inspired and I was in love. I took out a pencil with my notebook rested in my lap. I glanced at my guitar then flicked my pencil in my hand. I put it down to the paper in my notebook ready to write something. Here goes nothing....
I looked down to see my muddy converse shoes with my pants rolled over them. Sloosh. Splash. I stepped into puddles. I slouched with my hands in my pocket trying to keep them warm. I kept walking. It felt like nothing existed. Like it was just me all by myself. The wind blew through my hair and whispered in my ears. Its cool breeze blew against my cheeks.
I looked up to what was in front of me. Nothing but the lonely sidewalk with cars passing by every few minutes. I cupped my thumbs onto the straps on my backpack and kept on walking. The next thing I new, I was in front of my house. I sighed, and walked up my driveway. I unlocked the front door and stepped into my house. Complete silence.
"MMMOOOOMMMMM!!!!" I yelled like a little kid. "ARE YOU HOME?" I added. Nothing. Usually she would be home by now. Wait... She's like always home. Internet job. Oh yeah. Then where is she? I shut the front door behind me and walked into the kitchen. "Hello?" I said poking my head around. I looked on the kitchen table. A note.
Dear Todd,
I went out for the day. I'm busy doing some work. I don't think I'll be home in time for dinner so make yourself something. I'll be home as soon as I can, and please don't do anything bad while I'm gone.
Love, Mom
I put the note back down onto the table. Damnit. She expects me to get to school and back on my own, and now she thinks I can make my own dinner? Oi.
I put down my bag and waddled over to the fridge. Let's see...Tuna noodle thing... Some pie thingy...Lasagna.... Spaghetti... Cereal... Hey why is this in here?
I closed the fridge, grabbed my bag, and then went up to my room. I flicked on the lights revealing my room. My room was one of my favorite places where I could be alone. It was painted black with a Green Day poster on my wall. In the corner of my room was a small TV on a desk. Then of course my bed was on the other side of my room.
I chucked my bag onto my bed and picked up my guitar, then plugged it into my amp. I sat on my bed with my guitar resting it on my knee. I slouched my head down and looked at the floor. The first thing that came to mind.... Taylor. I began to strum a tune to an old Green Day song and began to sing:
I wish I could tell you
But the words would come out wrong
Oh if you only knew
The way I felt for so long
I know that we're worlds apart
But I just don't seem to care
These feelings in my heart
Only with you I want to share
The first time I caught a glimpse of you
Then my thoughts were only of you
I hope that when time goes by
You will think the same about me
Many nights awake I lie
I only wish that you could see
I know that we're only friends
I hope this feeling never ends
If I could only hold you
It's the only thing I want to do.
The first time I caught a glimpse of you
Then my thoughts were only of you
After I finished I rested my guitar on my bed and grabbed my sketchbook on my desk. I opened it. The first thing that flashed before my eyes was a whole bunch of sketches of scenes coming from my imagination. I flipped to the back of the book where I usually wrote song lyrics. I was inspired and I was in love. I took out a pencil with my notebook rested in my lap. I glanced at my guitar then flicked my pencil in my hand. I put it down to the paper in my notebook ready to write something. Here goes nothing....
