American Idiot - The Story of Jesus of Suburbia, chapter 2

"Jimmy!"
I turned round and saw the prettiest girl ever. She had long dark hair that flowed to her waist and blue eyes. Jimmy obviously knew her, 'cause he flung his arm casually around her shoulders. She smiled at me.
"Hey."
"Hi..."
I trailed off because Jimmy started kissing the beautiful girl. She pushed him away playfully, and rolled her eyes at me.
"So, Jimmy. Who's your friend?"
"Uh...I'm James. My friends -old friends- used to call me Jimmy, but I guess that would be kinda confusing now!"
"Whatever." Jimmy crumpled the beer can with his foot and kicked it into a corner. I looked around at the graffiti-ed, deserted skate park. Jimmy, seeing that I was interested, told me to come with him. He led me out of the skate park, down the road, with "Whatsername" yelling, "Can't I come too?!"
"No, you'll attract too much attention to us! Wait here."
Jimmy pulled me into a corner shop, calmly positioned me in front of him, and took two cans of spray paint from the DIY section. I was shocked. I started to protest...but I did need some friends. Jimmy sauntered out the shop, an innocent look on his face.
Back at the skate park, Jimmy gave me one spray paint. It was bright red. Tentatively, I sprayed a small circle onto the bottom of the wall.
"I want a go!"
"Fuck off!"
"Jimmy...what's the matter?"
I gave her my can of paint, and as she took it our eyes collided and for a fraction of a moment, her fingertips touched mine...