The Difference Between Me And You, chapter 2

The next day Julia and I got ready. The clock read 5:30 a.m. Julia was getting some money out of her mom's wallet that she snuck into the room last night. Since I already had my money, all I had to do was count it.

"48, 49, 50! 50 dollars!" I yelled while listening to my iPod and counting my money.

At 6:30 when Julia's mom was still asleep, they ran down the stairs and started their journey to Berkeley. Both Julia and I knew that they were in Southern California, and they had to go all the way to Northern California, but we didn't care.

"My feet hurt! How long have we been walking?" Julia asked looking like she was about to collapse.

"Ummm..." I said looking at my Green Day watch I got from Sam Goody before it closed, "about 6 hours." I was just as tired as Julia. "Hey, does that dude in the car look in familiar to you?"

"Yeah, it's...IT'S BILLIE JOE AHHHH AHHH ITS BILLIE JOE!" Julia yelled. Julia was just as obsessed with Green Day as I was.

Julia and started chasing the car. Luckily, it finally sto[ped at a red light. Billie Joe saw us yelling at the car, so he pulled over and rolled down his window. He was just as hot as he was in all the pics and movies.

Hey, you two need a ride?" Billie said. "You look tired!"

The two of us just nodded, we were speechless. We couldn't believe we were offered a ride by Billie Joe ARMSTRONG! Julia and I ho[ped into the warm BMW. It was nice inside, and there was a few bumper stickers on the back of the car. But the car had this interesting smell that we couldn't quite put our finger on.

"So umm... what's your names, and why are you running away?" Billie asked while he drove down the road turning down the music.

"Julia."

"Bri... Bri... Brianna," I couldn't believe I was in the same car as Billie Joe, the one that I have been in love with since I first fell in love with Green Day.

"And we ran away because-" Julia got cut off by me.

"Because, we can't handle our home, and just have to get away from stuff." I said, thinking about all the bad things that had happened to me.
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