The Crazy Life of Green Day's kids (life in Joey, Jakob, Frankito, Estelle, and Ramona's life), chapter 2
********** Jacob ************
Sure I am 5 years old, but that doesn't mean I don't know whats going on. I know my dad and the rest of Green Day are the greatest band around right now, and I respect that. I know they are winning all kinds af awards, but I am never in the picture! It's always Geren Day... Green Day, it's like the kids are not even important. If we (me, my brother, Estella, Ramona, and Frankito) were to dissappear, or if our parents were to lose us, they would so not be successful.
Usually, it's just that my mom comes into my room and gets me up. Then I go down stairs to see if dads home, but duh, he usually isn't. My mom drives my brother to school and me to kindergarden. It is just the same old boring thing evrey day. People probobly think it's so cool to be the son of Billie Joe Armstrong, well usually it is, but sometimes it's not.
"How was your Day at school Jacob?" Mom would usually say to me.
"Fine", I say back nodding my head. "Nothing interesting, when is dad coming home?"
Mom tells me then goes on cooking dinner or what ever she was doing. If Joey is done with his homework, I usually watch T. V. Or listen to music with him. Joey is a pretty cool brother... Sometimes. But then, if he is not done with his homework, I call some friends, or watch T. V. Or something.
Every night when I go to bed, I usually look at the window to see my dad's lexus coming up the driveway, I usually don't see it though. Then I go to sleep and dream of the next day, or what my dad is doing, or my future as a punk rocker folowing in my dad's footprints.
When I get up, it isn't any different then a normal kids morning. So I don't have to go into that. I go to school and "learn" but all I can think about is "when is dad coming home? When is dad coming home?"
Sure I am 5 years old, but that doesn't mean I don't know whats going on. I know my dad and the rest of Green Day are the greatest band around right now, and I respect that. I know they are winning all kinds af awards, but I am never in the picture! It's always Geren Day... Green Day, it's like the kids are not even important. If we (me, my brother, Estella, Ramona, and Frankito) were to dissappear, or if our parents were to lose us, they would so not be successful.
Usually, it's just that my mom comes into my room and gets me up. Then I go down stairs to see if dads home, but duh, he usually isn't. My mom drives my brother to school and me to kindergarden. It is just the same old boring thing evrey day. People probobly think it's so cool to be the son of Billie Joe Armstrong, well usually it is, but sometimes it's not.
"How was your Day at school Jacob?" Mom would usually say to me.
"Fine", I say back nodding my head. "Nothing interesting, when is dad coming home?"
Mom tells me then goes on cooking dinner or what ever she was doing. If Joey is done with his homework, I usually watch T. V. Or listen to music with him. Joey is a pretty cool brother... Sometimes. But then, if he is not done with his homework, I call some friends, or watch T. V. Or something.
Every night when I go to bed, I usually look at the window to see my dad's lexus coming up the driveway, I usually don't see it though. Then I go to sleep and dream of the next day, or what my dad is doing, or my future as a punk rocker folowing in my dad's footprints.
When I get up, it isn't any different then a normal kids morning. So I don't have to go into that. I go to school and "learn" but all I can think about is "when is dad coming home? When is dad coming home?"
