Billie Joe Took Me Away From That Place And I Start A New Life, chapter 1
I sat there staring at my black and red vans checkered shoes. This was the 2nd time I had worn them. I love them so much. As I stared I noticed a black smudge...not a little one...a pretty big one. It made the shoes look old and crappy. Then I thought to myself that that last place I had worn them was to the Green Day concert. So I guess I won't be removing that smudge.
I got up and walked over to the window at the store in front of the bench I was seated at.
"Man... I wish I could buy that." I mumbled to myself about the gorgeous guitar. As a tear ran down my face all I could think about was how my parents treat me. They have money and everything but the only thing I get is clothes at the beginning of school...and that's it.. they hand everything else off to my big brother. My brother wasn't like me at all. He's a football player in collage and thinks he's real great, but I personally think he sucks. He doesn't treat me like a little sister, and he doesn't care if someone is rude to me...he doesn't ever say anything. I always wondered why he couldn't be more like the brothers on TV. "I just need a job or something. Then I could have you." I said to the guitar... not caring if someone saw me.
I looked at the door to the store and spotted a help wanted sign. I was excited. I was only 17, but my birthday was soon. This would be the best place to get work. And being an employee, I can get my hands on all this stuff. especially that guitar.
I opened the door and walked to the counter. Nervously I looked up only to see that the manager was the 4th hottest guy in the world. Billie Joe, Mike , and Tre will always be the top 3. This guy was maybe 20-22 years old. He later told me his dad owns the store, but has another one across town so he stays here and his dad manages that one.
I asked for an application. He looked at me and smiled.
"What?" I asked curiously.
"Do you really want to work here?"
"Yah!" I replied.
"Well then," he paused then said, "Your hired. My name is Josh, and yours?"
He was so cute you should have seen him. Blue eyes...black hair...he was totally everything punk rock... he was just everything I wanted.
"My name is Cambria." I said
He made me a name tag and I asked about the uniform. I wasn't sure because he was wearing a tie. He reminded me of Billie Joe from Green Day. Which is fine. Because Billie Joe is fucking adorable.
"We don't really have a uniform. I wear this kind of stuff everyday. All you have to do is dress in a punk girl like way." he laughed, "Just dress how you are right now."
"Well that's cool. When do I start?" I asked.
"Come behind the counter."
I walked back slowly but readily. He told me everything I needed to know and do. He also wrote some stuff down.
"Here's your name tag. Go ahead put it on. Well I'm gonna go help my dad at the other store. He needs some help so I'm gonna go. I put you on the clock. You started 5 minutes ago." He laughed patted me on the back and said, "Nice meeting you Cambria. You'll be amazed as what happens around this place!"
"See ya," I said kind of disappointed that he left. But I couldn't help but wonder why he said I would be amazed. Amazed at what? Then I remembered the guitar in the window that I wanted. I ran over and grabbed it, plugged it in to the amp and began to play the beginning of "Brainstew".
Someone had walked in the door but I was so amazed at how awesome this guitar was. Just then I felt someone tap on my shoulder. I turned around still looking down, and saw the same exact shoes that Josh was wearing. My heart stopped because I thought I might be in trouble. here I am playing the guitar and... not paying attention to the customers. I lifted my head slowly. All I could think was that I've seen this body before. It sounds weird, but when I finally reached his eyes and almost dropped the guitar.
"Whoa," he said, saving the guitar from smashing into the ground.
"Wow! I never knew you came here," I said all stupid little kid fan like.
"Yah, all the time. Pretty sure you already know me, but my name is Billie Joe Armstrong, and your is..?" he looked at my name tag
"Cambria," I said
I looked past him and Mike Dirnt was looking at a bass while Tre Cool was looking at drum sticks. All I can think about is how cool it is that they are here.
"So what do you need?" I finally asked
"You have it right there." he said, looking so damn sexy.
"Oh, sorry. Here" I started walking to the counter when he asked where I was going. Before I could turn around and answer he began playing "Wake Me Up When September Ends". My eyes filled with tears. Today was September 1st and my birthday was on the 30th. I never get anything from my parents either. This was always the worst month of the year. He stopped playing, and asked what was wrong.
"That's the most beautiful song ever. The first time and every time I cry to it. It's my parents and my 18th birthday. I know I'm just gonna be as lonely as I always am. They will always ignore me. They try to act like a perfect family. With my brother like programmed to be friends with those people and act that way...my parents yell and scream at home. In family pictures I stand out because I'm not a fucking fake like them."
"I see. That's terrible. When do you get out of here." He put the guitar on the counter and I rang it up.
"I leave at 9," I said.
"That's in 10 minutes. Do you wanna get out of here? Come with us?" He said.
"Where are you guys headed?" I asked impatiently.
"Well, we have a show tomorrow down town and we are staying at a hotel right now."
"Okay, sure let me close up." I said excitedly.
We all left in Billie's car and we made it their in like 10 minutes. I got nervous because I'm half they're age and I'm a virgin...and don't know what the hell I'm doing with them. Was this a mistake? We walked in the room. Tre and Mike went and sat on the couch. Billie grabbed some beers and passed them out. Then me and him headed to the bedroom. I drank probably 2 beers and decided to go sit on the bed. Billie Joe and I just kept talking. We had so much in common. He came over and sat down by me. He put his arm around my waist, and looked me in the eyes! I can't believe this is happening I thought to myself. He gave me a kiss and we started making out. We fell back on the bed and we did this for a while. He then asked me if I wanted to stop. I hesitated and didn't know what to say.
"I wont make you do anything. I could never hurt a girl like you. Let's stop for now." He said.
I got up and walked over to the window at the store in front of the bench I was seated at.
"Man... I wish I could buy that." I mumbled to myself about the gorgeous guitar. As a tear ran down my face all I could think about was how my parents treat me. They have money and everything but the only thing I get is clothes at the beginning of school...and that's it.. they hand everything else off to my big brother. My brother wasn't like me at all. He's a football player in collage and thinks he's real great, but I personally think he sucks. He doesn't treat me like a little sister, and he doesn't care if someone is rude to me...he doesn't ever say anything. I always wondered why he couldn't be more like the brothers on TV. "I just need a job or something. Then I could have you." I said to the guitar... not caring if someone saw me.
I looked at the door to the store and spotted a help wanted sign. I was excited. I was only 17, but my birthday was soon. This would be the best place to get work. And being an employee, I can get my hands on all this stuff. especially that guitar.
I opened the door and walked to the counter. Nervously I looked up only to see that the manager was the 4th hottest guy in the world. Billie Joe, Mike , and Tre will always be the top 3. This guy was maybe 20-22 years old. He later told me his dad owns the store, but has another one across town so he stays here and his dad manages that one.
I asked for an application. He looked at me and smiled.
"What?" I asked curiously.
"Do you really want to work here?"
"Yah!" I replied.
"Well then," he paused then said, "Your hired. My name is Josh, and yours?"
He was so cute you should have seen him. Blue eyes...black hair...he was totally everything punk rock... he was just everything I wanted.
"My name is Cambria." I said
He made me a name tag and I asked about the uniform. I wasn't sure because he was wearing a tie. He reminded me of Billie Joe from Green Day. Which is fine. Because Billie Joe is fucking adorable.
"We don't really have a uniform. I wear this kind of stuff everyday. All you have to do is dress in a punk girl like way." he laughed, "Just dress how you are right now."
"Well that's cool. When do I start?" I asked.
"Come behind the counter."
I walked back slowly but readily. He told me everything I needed to know and do. He also wrote some stuff down.
"Here's your name tag. Go ahead put it on. Well I'm gonna go help my dad at the other store. He needs some help so I'm gonna go. I put you on the clock. You started 5 minutes ago." He laughed patted me on the back and said, "Nice meeting you Cambria. You'll be amazed as what happens around this place!"
"See ya," I said kind of disappointed that he left. But I couldn't help but wonder why he said I would be amazed. Amazed at what? Then I remembered the guitar in the window that I wanted. I ran over and grabbed it, plugged it in to the amp and began to play the beginning of "Brainstew".
Someone had walked in the door but I was so amazed at how awesome this guitar was. Just then I felt someone tap on my shoulder. I turned around still looking down, and saw the same exact shoes that Josh was wearing. My heart stopped because I thought I might be in trouble. here I am playing the guitar and... not paying attention to the customers. I lifted my head slowly. All I could think was that I've seen this body before. It sounds weird, but when I finally reached his eyes and almost dropped the guitar.
"Whoa," he said, saving the guitar from smashing into the ground.
"Wow! I never knew you came here," I said all stupid little kid fan like.
"Yah, all the time. Pretty sure you already know me, but my name is Billie Joe Armstrong, and your is..?" he looked at my name tag
"Cambria," I said
I looked past him and Mike Dirnt was looking at a bass while Tre Cool was looking at drum sticks. All I can think about is how cool it is that they are here.
"So what do you need?" I finally asked
"You have it right there." he said, looking so damn sexy.
"Oh, sorry. Here" I started walking to the counter when he asked where I was going. Before I could turn around and answer he began playing "Wake Me Up When September Ends". My eyes filled with tears. Today was September 1st and my birthday was on the 30th. I never get anything from my parents either. This was always the worst month of the year. He stopped playing, and asked what was wrong.
"That's the most beautiful song ever. The first time and every time I cry to it. It's my parents and my 18th birthday. I know I'm just gonna be as lonely as I always am. They will always ignore me. They try to act like a perfect family. With my brother like programmed to be friends with those people and act that way...my parents yell and scream at home. In family pictures I stand out because I'm not a fucking fake like them."
"I see. That's terrible. When do you get out of here." He put the guitar on the counter and I rang it up.
"I leave at 9," I said.
"That's in 10 minutes. Do you wanna get out of here? Come with us?" He said.
"Where are you guys headed?" I asked impatiently.
"Well, we have a show tomorrow down town and we are staying at a hotel right now."
"Okay, sure let me close up." I said excitedly.
We all left in Billie's car and we made it their in like 10 minutes. I got nervous because I'm half they're age and I'm a virgin...and don't know what the hell I'm doing with them. Was this a mistake? We walked in the room. Tre and Mike went and sat on the couch. Billie grabbed some beers and passed them out. Then me and him headed to the bedroom. I drank probably 2 beers and decided to go sit on the bed. Billie Joe and I just kept talking. We had so much in common. He came over and sat down by me. He put his arm around my waist, and looked me in the eyes! I can't believe this is happening I thought to myself. He gave me a kiss and we started making out. We fell back on the bed and we did this for a while. He then asked me if I wanted to stop. I hesitated and didn't know what to say.
"I wont make you do anything. I could never hurt a girl like you. Let's stop for now." He said.
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