This Girl Has Gone Far Away, Now She's All Gone, chapter 2
Billie Joe Armstrong was having a panic attack. He felt like he was about to
pass out and the world was spinning out of control, yet oddly still at the
same time...
The teacher screamed and dragged the person that had been bleeding at the
bottom of the door inside. It was, judging by the fact that Billie Joe had
never seen her, the new student.
Since Billie Joe sold joints for two dollars, he was nicknamed 'Two Dollar
Bill', and it sort of included his real name, Billie, only changed to Bill. Billie
Joe sold joints cheap (consider they were illegal) and everyone that needed
or wanted to try joints knew to ask him to sell them one. And people
who DIDN'T want joints always went to see Billie anyway, to tell him stuff
and try and make fun of him, or just to glare rudely as they passed. But 'Two
Dollar Bill' had plenty of people who depended on him, and they made
sure no one ever told on him, and sometimes they also stopped unpleasant
people from plaguing Billie.
So, one way (the friendly one, by selling them joints) or the other (by getting
beat up and made fun of), Billie Joe knew everyone at school, well, at least
he saw them all on a regular basis, and he was positively sure that he'd never
seen this girl.
O.K., now back to when the teacher opened the door. In crawled a girl,
bleeding quite a bit from two or three gun shots on her back and shoulder.
She was on top of this guy, hugging his back tightly. Her eyes were closed
and her breathing was heavy. She had evidently tried to protect the guy from
getting shot.
Brave girl... thought Billie Joe, well, no, he didn't, but that's what he
would have thought if he had not been suffering a panic attack.
The guy hurried out from under the girl and he exclaimed "Two Dollar Bill,
what's wrong!? Did you get hurt!?!" For Billie was crying hysterically and
screaming, kicking his legs madly under his table.
And then, just when Billie thought he could stand his blinding terror no
longer, it stopped. He lay, panting and shivering, in the new girls' lap; she'd
tried slapping some sense into him and it sort of worked, he kinda stopped
screaming, but it was a while before his panic attack subsided enough for
him to see, and even longer for him to be aware of anything.
Billie realized that he was crying, and hastily wiped his eyes as he sat up,
gulping huge amounts of air down, still shuddering violently.
Billie went red. Smart move, Bill, now she'll think you're a real freak, you
dumb-ass, Billie thought, feeling nervous as he turned to look at the girl.
Seeing as they were no longer in math class, Billie Joe thought they were
probably at the nurse's office—he was right.
Thankfully, the girl's injuries weren't serious; in fact, all the bullets had
merely scratched her skin, and none had actually penetrate it, but she'd hurt
her hand on the rough wooden door when she tried to protect the guy, and it
had bled an unusually large amount—that's where the blood Billie had
glimpsed earlier came from. The only visible bandage Billie could see on her
was the one on her wrist, the others were under her shirt, covering her bullet
wounds.
Billie didn't get shot, if you're wondering.
Billie looked at her.
Her Japanese eyes were slanted (duh...), but they were weird. The pupils
were enormous, so there were barely any white parts left in her eye. The
oversized pupils were amethyst.
Her hair was really weird, along the place where most girls would have a 'straight' parting in their hair, her's was on end with gel, about half a foot high, and dyed red. The rest of her hair was let loose down and cut awkwardly, with no particular style or pattern, some of it really short, other parts really long. It was black.
She wore a black shirt with Japanese writing on it and some anime picture of a dragon, too. Her jeans were blue and had a rip in one knee. She also had a red Converse and a black one; the red one had pink laces and the black had grey laces, which used to be white.
"Umm... hi, there, I'm guessing you're okay now."
Billie jumped; he'd been too intent staring at her to notice it was rude.
"Oh, yeah, hi, ya: I'm O.K., but what happened?" For a Japanese girl, she didn't have any accent at all, which struck Billie as weird.
"I don't know, you were just like screaming and stuff, you know?"
"Oh!" said Billie "Yeah, I got a panic attack; gunshots and stuff trigger it..."
The girl nodded and stared at the wall.
Billie did the same, still a little confused and at a loss for anything else to do.
He started humming a vague tune from one of his songs.
"So..." she said, turning casually to Billie Joe.
"Yeah?" asked Billie. He felt something strange about her; maybe he liked her. But this type of 'liking' was very different to any other time...........
pass out and the world was spinning out of control, yet oddly still at the
same time...
The teacher screamed and dragged the person that had been bleeding at the
bottom of the door inside. It was, judging by the fact that Billie Joe had
never seen her, the new student.
Since Billie Joe sold joints for two dollars, he was nicknamed 'Two Dollar
Bill', and it sort of included his real name, Billie, only changed to Bill. Billie
Joe sold joints cheap (consider they were illegal) and everyone that needed
or wanted to try joints knew to ask him to sell them one. And people
who DIDN'T want joints always went to see Billie anyway, to tell him stuff
and try and make fun of him, or just to glare rudely as they passed. But 'Two
Dollar Bill' had plenty of people who depended on him, and they made
sure no one ever told on him, and sometimes they also stopped unpleasant
people from plaguing Billie.
So, one way (the friendly one, by selling them joints) or the other (by getting
beat up and made fun of), Billie Joe knew everyone at school, well, at least
he saw them all on a regular basis, and he was positively sure that he'd never
seen this girl.
O.K., now back to when the teacher opened the door. In crawled a girl,
bleeding quite a bit from two or three gun shots on her back and shoulder.
She was on top of this guy, hugging his back tightly. Her eyes were closed
and her breathing was heavy. She had evidently tried to protect the guy from
getting shot.
Brave girl... thought Billie Joe, well, no, he didn't, but that's what he
would have thought if he had not been suffering a panic attack.
The guy hurried out from under the girl and he exclaimed "Two Dollar Bill,
what's wrong!? Did you get hurt!?!" For Billie was crying hysterically and
screaming, kicking his legs madly under his table.
And then, just when Billie thought he could stand his blinding terror no
longer, it stopped. He lay, panting and shivering, in the new girls' lap; she'd
tried slapping some sense into him and it sort of worked, he kinda stopped
screaming, but it was a while before his panic attack subsided enough for
him to see, and even longer for him to be aware of anything.
Billie realized that he was crying, and hastily wiped his eyes as he sat up,
gulping huge amounts of air down, still shuddering violently.
Billie went red. Smart move, Bill, now she'll think you're a real freak, you
dumb-ass, Billie thought, feeling nervous as he turned to look at the girl.
Seeing as they were no longer in math class, Billie Joe thought they were
probably at the nurse's office—he was right.
Thankfully, the girl's injuries weren't serious; in fact, all the bullets had
merely scratched her skin, and none had actually penetrate it, but she'd hurt
her hand on the rough wooden door when she tried to protect the guy, and it
had bled an unusually large amount—that's where the blood Billie had
glimpsed earlier came from. The only visible bandage Billie could see on her
was the one on her wrist, the others were under her shirt, covering her bullet
wounds.
Billie didn't get shot, if you're wondering.
Billie looked at her.
Her Japanese eyes were slanted (duh...), but they were weird. The pupils
were enormous, so there were barely any white parts left in her eye. The
oversized pupils were amethyst.
Her hair was really weird, along the place where most girls would have a 'straight' parting in their hair, her's was on end with gel, about half a foot high, and dyed red. The rest of her hair was let loose down and cut awkwardly, with no particular style or pattern, some of it really short, other parts really long. It was black.
She wore a black shirt with Japanese writing on it and some anime picture of a dragon, too. Her jeans were blue and had a rip in one knee. She also had a red Converse and a black one; the red one had pink laces and the black had grey laces, which used to be white.
"Umm... hi, there, I'm guessing you're okay now."
Billie jumped; he'd been too intent staring at her to notice it was rude.
"Oh, yeah, hi, ya: I'm O.K., but what happened?" For a Japanese girl, she didn't have any accent at all, which struck Billie as weird.
"I don't know, you were just like screaming and stuff, you know?"
"Oh!" said Billie "Yeah, I got a panic attack; gunshots and stuff trigger it..."
The girl nodded and stared at the wall.
Billie did the same, still a little confused and at a loss for anything else to do.
He started humming a vague tune from one of his songs.
"So..." she said, turning casually to Billie Joe.
"Yeah?" asked Billie. He felt something strange about her; maybe he liked her. But this type of 'liking' was very different to any other time...........
