We'll Always Be Together Forever, Always, chapter 2
We all started walking down the street, lost in our own thoughts. I was an only child, with only my mom at home. My dad found some 23 year old blonde and ran off with her a year ago. I can't believe he ran off with someone exactly half his age! I have to visit him once every month, but I usually "disappear" when I am supposed to see him. Mom was heartbroken when he left, but she got over it.
She is one of the best moms in the world! You'd think that after what happened, she would turn into a drunk slut, but no. She gets drunk maybe once every 3 months with Ollie who is her best friend. But she never does anything stupid. She'll do anything to make me happy, but I don't take advantage of that. There occasionally is a time when I want something bad enough to go to her for it, like when the house across from Billie's was for sale, I pointed out that it would be nice to get out of the huge mansion-like house that dad had decorated, renovated and lived in.
The house across from BJ's was smaller and perfect for just the two of us, so we moved. I then made a deal with her that I would stay at her house half the month and BJ's the other half, as long as there was no "hanky panky" (a.k.a sex) going on. As if! I mean really, that would be freaky having sex with your best friend since 5 (BJ's case) or 10 (Mike's case).
We arrived at school and groaned at the sight of it. There were preppy sluts hanging out with the dumb jocks. The geeks and nerds. The ordinary "faders" (no one notices them) and then us. Billie, Mike and me were the only punks in the school. Al was a fader even though he played punk music.
I looked at Mike and Billie, both wearing black jeans, the usual studded belts, and band t-shirts. Billie was wearing The Ramones while Mike was wearing Ozzy. Billie was wearing black eyeliner while Mike was wearing black nail polish. "I hate school!" we all said at once and laughed at how much we think alike. We got our timetables and lockers. Our lockers were beside each other, which was pretty cool. I had the first 2 periods with Billie, the next 3 with Mike, another with Billie, and then one by myself.
Me and Billie said bye to Mike and walked into our first class, which turned out to be math. Out teacher introduced himself as me and Billie ran to the back of the class and sat down beside each other, ignoring the glares, smirks, and names from the other kids. Our teachers name is Mr. Soulodre, he is in his late 50's, wears glasses, and does a scary comb-over thing to hide his bald spot. Me and Billie were talking for the first 10 minutes until we were yelled at, so we started passing notes.
"I hate math, what a sucky way to start the day!" I wrote.
"Ya, Mr. Soulodre is boring!" Billie replied.
"His comb over has got to go! It is the scariest thing I have ever seen in my life!" I wrote back and passed it to Billie, he was wrote back and I was just about to read it when Nina Harper (the school's leader of the slut pack) yelled "Billie Joe and Tamara are passing notes!" Mr. Soulodre stomped over to us and asked to see the note.
"No, you don't want to read it" I said.
"I'm really interested, so hand it over!" he said back, smirking.
"No! Fuck off!" I replied. Everyone gasped, and Mr. Soulodre turned red. He grabbed my wrist and tore the note out of my hand. He opened it up and read it out loud (I had better not say what Billie had said back). Everyone tried hard not to laugh, and me and Billie smirked.
"Mr. Armstrong and Miss Nelson! Go out in the hall and wait for me now!" Mr. Soulodre growled. Me and Billie grinned at each other and walked out.
"Forget waiting for him! Let's skip!" Billie said.
"Sure, but we have to get past the hall monitors, I can't believe they hired some this year!" I replied.
"Ya, I guess... " Billie started, but I cut him off.
"We can sneak outside through the bathroom windows!" I said.
"Ya, they are right beside each other, so we can meet each other on the other side." Billie replied. We headed off to the bathrooms, and Billie went into boys and I went into girls. I ran to the window and climbed up onto the ledge. I opened the window and jumped out, it was probably 6 feet off the ground. I landed and looked up at the boys window, and I saw Mike and Billie. Mike jumped out and landed next to me, and Billie jumped out and of course jumped into us, so we ended up in a pile on the grass.
"I saw Mike in the bathroom and got him to come with us." Billie whispered, we saw shadows moving around in the bathrooms. We crept along the wall and then made a mad dash for the bleachers by the football field.
She is one of the best moms in the world! You'd think that after what happened, she would turn into a drunk slut, but no. She gets drunk maybe once every 3 months with Ollie who is her best friend. But she never does anything stupid. She'll do anything to make me happy, but I don't take advantage of that. There occasionally is a time when I want something bad enough to go to her for it, like when the house across from Billie's was for sale, I pointed out that it would be nice to get out of the huge mansion-like house that dad had decorated, renovated and lived in.
The house across from BJ's was smaller and perfect for just the two of us, so we moved. I then made a deal with her that I would stay at her house half the month and BJ's the other half, as long as there was no "hanky panky" (a.k.a sex) going on. As if! I mean really, that would be freaky having sex with your best friend since 5 (BJ's case) or 10 (Mike's case).
We arrived at school and groaned at the sight of it. There were preppy sluts hanging out with the dumb jocks. The geeks and nerds. The ordinary "faders" (no one notices them) and then us. Billie, Mike and me were the only punks in the school. Al was a fader even though he played punk music.
I looked at Mike and Billie, both wearing black jeans, the usual studded belts, and band t-shirts. Billie was wearing The Ramones while Mike was wearing Ozzy. Billie was wearing black eyeliner while Mike was wearing black nail polish. "I hate school!" we all said at once and laughed at how much we think alike. We got our timetables and lockers. Our lockers were beside each other, which was pretty cool. I had the first 2 periods with Billie, the next 3 with Mike, another with Billie, and then one by myself.
Me and Billie said bye to Mike and walked into our first class, which turned out to be math. Out teacher introduced himself as me and Billie ran to the back of the class and sat down beside each other, ignoring the glares, smirks, and names from the other kids. Our teachers name is Mr. Soulodre, he is in his late 50's, wears glasses, and does a scary comb-over thing to hide his bald spot. Me and Billie were talking for the first 10 minutes until we were yelled at, so we started passing notes.
"I hate math, what a sucky way to start the day!" I wrote.
"Ya, Mr. Soulodre is boring!" Billie replied.
"His comb over has got to go! It is the scariest thing I have ever seen in my life!" I wrote back and passed it to Billie, he was wrote back and I was just about to read it when Nina Harper (the school's leader of the slut pack) yelled "Billie Joe and Tamara are passing notes!" Mr. Soulodre stomped over to us and asked to see the note.
"No, you don't want to read it" I said.
"I'm really interested, so hand it over!" he said back, smirking.
"No! Fuck off!" I replied. Everyone gasped, and Mr. Soulodre turned red. He grabbed my wrist and tore the note out of my hand. He opened it up and read it out loud (I had better not say what Billie had said back). Everyone tried hard not to laugh, and me and Billie smirked.
"Mr. Armstrong and Miss Nelson! Go out in the hall and wait for me now!" Mr. Soulodre growled. Me and Billie grinned at each other and walked out.
"Forget waiting for him! Let's skip!" Billie said.
"Sure, but we have to get past the hall monitors, I can't believe they hired some this year!" I replied.
"Ya, I guess... " Billie started, but I cut him off.
"We can sneak outside through the bathroom windows!" I said.
"Ya, they are right beside each other, so we can meet each other on the other side." Billie replied. We headed off to the bathrooms, and Billie went into boys and I went into girls. I ran to the window and climbed up onto the ledge. I opened the window and jumped out, it was probably 6 feet off the ground. I landed and looked up at the boys window, and I saw Mike and Billie. Mike jumped out and landed next to me, and Billie jumped out and of course jumped into us, so we ended up in a pile on the grass.
"I saw Mike in the bathroom and got him to come with us." Billie whispered, we saw shadows moving around in the bathrooms. We crept along the wall and then made a mad dash for the bleachers by the football field.
