What Are You Going To Do, Billie?...Kill Me?, chapter 1
Cali was just a normal girl with a normal life..Nothing too special, normal family. Normal friends. She loved her life, she could always talk to anyone. Meet new people. She had a great personalty. And didn't care what anyone thought, she made her own decisions and did what she like.
Her name is Cali Right, she is a 16 year old girl who lives in Rodeo. Near Berkley.
She goes to pinole vally high. She has some interests. In music so to speak, but she wasn't really into sharing her musical liking for punk. But she did dress differently to everyone else.
She hates going to school, but wants to get somewhere with her education.
She was kind of a popular person, she could get on with anyone at school. But she would only hang out with the people she was close to.
The thing about her is that she doesn't let anyone push her around.
But there is always one person you does. And his name is Billie Joe Armstrong.
He lives down the road from her, he is 17.
And every afternoon, after school.
He would beat her up, from anything to pushing her over to kicking her in the guts.
He was number one on her hate list. She could never figure out why he hated her so much.
After finishing school, and the bell rang. She walked out of the school gates and prepare her self for another afternoon of torture with Billie Joe.
She took a deep breath.
"It's okay Cali..Everything will be fine.." She convinced her self. She finally walked a block away from the school.
"Well isn't it Miss Right..Have a nice day of being Miss perfect?" She heard Billie's voice catching up with her. She picked up the pace.
"FUCK OF BILLIE!" She yelled, keeping her eyes straight ahead. He run up and came in front of her. But she kept walking, clinging on to the strap of her school bag.
"What was that?" He stopped her from walking, she kept her eyes to the ground. She looked to his beat up converse shoes.
"I said fuck off..Loser..Didn't you hear me the first time?" She said angrily lifting her eyes to his. She could see the rage.
"Don't you fucking dare call me that!" He wrapped his fingers onto the front of her shirt. "I fucking rather be a fucking loser that a perfect slut like you!" He pushed her to the ground, her bag flew off her shoulders, forcing her to wince at the pain that struck her back.
He kicked her in the stomach, forcing her to cough. She held in the tears, in fear of getting even more hurt.
He grabbed her by the arm, digging into her skin and picked her up.
He slapped her across the face.
"Don't fucking say anything like that again..YOU FUCKING HEAR ME!?" He screamed. She felt so much rage rush through her veins.
"I'll say it as many fucking times as i fucking like..You hear me?" She said glaring him in the eyes. His teeth clenched and so did his fist, he forced his fist right into her stomach. Making her fall back to the ground in pain. She couldn't hold back the tears. They fell one bye one.
He picked her up forcefully.
"Now go home to your daddy!" He forced her forward. She walked, but then she stopped and turn around.
"I fucking hate you.." She said with rage blaring out of her.
He went up to her and pushed her to the ground, she fell back like she was hit by a train. He stood over her.
"Don't you fucking say that to me or i will-"
"What are you going to do Billie?..Kill me?" She stood up for her self.
She got up and quickly ran away from him before he could even say a word.
She felt the tears well up and fall every step that she ran......
Her name is Cali Right, she is a 16 year old girl who lives in Rodeo. Near Berkley.
She goes to pinole vally high. She has some interests. In music so to speak, but she wasn't really into sharing her musical liking for punk. But she did dress differently to everyone else.
She hates going to school, but wants to get somewhere with her education.
She was kind of a popular person, she could get on with anyone at school. But she would only hang out with the people she was close to.
The thing about her is that she doesn't let anyone push her around.
But there is always one person you does. And his name is Billie Joe Armstrong.
He lives down the road from her, he is 17.
And every afternoon, after school.
He would beat her up, from anything to pushing her over to kicking her in the guts.
He was number one on her hate list. She could never figure out why he hated her so much.
After finishing school, and the bell rang. She walked out of the school gates and prepare her self for another afternoon of torture with Billie Joe.
She took a deep breath.
"It's okay Cali..Everything will be fine.." She convinced her self. She finally walked a block away from the school.
"Well isn't it Miss Right..Have a nice day of being Miss perfect?" She heard Billie's voice catching up with her. She picked up the pace.
"FUCK OF BILLIE!" She yelled, keeping her eyes straight ahead. He run up and came in front of her. But she kept walking, clinging on to the strap of her school bag.
"What was that?" He stopped her from walking, she kept her eyes to the ground. She looked to his beat up converse shoes.
"I said fuck off..Loser..Didn't you hear me the first time?" She said angrily lifting her eyes to his. She could see the rage.
"Don't you fucking dare call me that!" He wrapped his fingers onto the front of her shirt. "I fucking rather be a fucking loser that a perfect slut like you!" He pushed her to the ground, her bag flew off her shoulders, forcing her to wince at the pain that struck her back.
He kicked her in the stomach, forcing her to cough. She held in the tears, in fear of getting even more hurt.
He grabbed her by the arm, digging into her skin and picked her up.
He slapped her across the face.
"Don't fucking say anything like that again..YOU FUCKING HEAR ME!?" He screamed. She felt so much rage rush through her veins.
"I'll say it as many fucking times as i fucking like..You hear me?" She said glaring him in the eyes. His teeth clenched and so did his fist, he forced his fist right into her stomach. Making her fall back to the ground in pain. She couldn't hold back the tears. They fell one bye one.
He picked her up forcefully.
"Now go home to your daddy!" He forced her forward. She walked, but then she stopped and turn around.
"I fucking hate you.." She said with rage blaring out of her.
He went up to her and pushed her to the ground, she fell back like she was hit by a train. He stood over her.
"Don't you fucking say that to me or i will-"
"What are you going to do Billie?..Kill me?" She stood up for her self.
She got up and quickly ran away from him before he could even say a word.
She felt the tears well up and fall every step that she ran......
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