Tales From Another Broken Home, chapter 2
I walked all the way home and it felt like I was walking on air. For the first time in my life I felt appreciated. I could not believe that a guy could be so nice. I was falling for him and I was falling fast. I was finally home and I walked in and sat on the on the sofa. On the outside I was channel surfing but on the inside I was swimming in those perfect green eyes.
"Hello? Adiana? Sweetie, are you okay?"
My mom was flailing her arms in my face.
"Huh? Oh, hey mom. I'm fine."
"So how was school? Did you like it? Was it big? How were your teachers? Do you have homework? Did you make friends?"
"God mom, is this like fifty questions or something?"
"So you did meet someone. What's his name?"
"Billie Joe, and he's my boyfriend."
"Whoa! Really? Your boyfriend. You actually have a boyfriend?"
"Yeah mom, it's not friggin' impossible for me. Guys are attracted to me, I'm not the ugliest girl on the whole planet!"
"Oh, I know baby. I'm just messin' with you. So, what's the dirt? Is he cute?"
"Mom!"
"Oh, he is cute. Come on, tell me what he's like."
"You'll find out when he gets here this afternoon."
I walked off into the bathroom to do all that girly pre-date stuff.
"A date? Whoa, you got him whipped."
My mom yelled and made that whip cracking sound. I got out of the shower and wrapped myself up in a towel. I ran into my room and tore open the boxes I still had not unpacked to find something to wear. I ran into the living room to ask my mom where my Clash shirt was and I ran into Billie. I fell and he helped me up and just stared at me. He was in a bit of a daze.
"Hello Adi. Did I come at a bad time? I didn't mean for you to... you know... "
"Oh, it's okay. I was going to ask my mom if I could borrow a... "
He silenced me with a gentle kiss. That kiss froze time. We just stood there, him holding me and I felt like I was being swept away when....
"Hey Adiana. So when do you think he'll be here? I want you to look nice and... Oh my God!!!"
Damn, damn, damn my mom to Hell! Why did she have to come barging in now? I went rigid so Billie tried to cover.
"Ummm, she had something in her eye and I tried to get it out... Hi, I'm Billie Joe and you must be Miss Monroe, Adiana has told me so much about you."
He shot out his hand to be shaken. I love his charm; it does come in handy at moments like these.
"Why hello. Adiana has told me nothing about you. You can call me Dianne."
"Well, you're looking lovely by the way, Dianne. I an see where your daughter gets her looks from."
I could tell mom was liking him already. If things kept up like this she might even let him sleepover. Okay, she is not that much of a pushover but I can dream.
"So where are you and Adiana going?"
"Oh, me and Adi are going to a friend's house. I'm in a band and we are having practice."
"You're into music? I like Queen. Freddie Mer... .."
"Okay, see ya mom. Me and Billie got to go so... bye."
"Be back at twelve."
Yes, we were finally out of the house. (I got dressed when mom and Billie were talking; I'm not outside in a towel.)
"So, that's your mom, huh? She seems nice. I do actually like Queen."
"I know, me too. So are we walking?"
"Yeah. I like walking, it clears my head."
"Oh. So how long has the band been going?"
"Not long, a few months. I have been singing and playing music since I was five. My dad gave me my first guitar."
"Oh, that's cool. I can't wait to meet him."
Billie stopped walking and his face went white. His eyes weren't green anymore, not his normal shade, but a dark almost foggy green. I must have said something wrong.
"Billie, are you okay?"
"Huh? Oh, yeah. I'm fine. It's...my dad, he... .He died four years ago, lung cancer."
"Oh my God, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean it."
"No, it's okay. I'm fine."
I looked back into his eyes and they were back to their normal shade of green. It's funny, I only met him today but I fell like I have known him forever.
"Okay, we are here."
"Where is 'here' again?"
"My drummer, John's house. Just don't call him John. His 'name' is Al Sobrante."
"Oh, okay."
We walked into the house. It was 'lived-in'. Furniture from a decade ago and it smelled like smoke. Billie led me down into the basement. There were two guys, one had long blonde hair and piercing blue eyes, and the other guy had brown hair, I guessed he was Al or John or whatever because he was behind a drum set.
"Bill, about God damn time! Where have you been" And who is this? Hello, I'm Michael Ryan Pritchard, but you can call me Mike."
The boy with the long blonde hair said and then took my hand and gave me that cheesy, flirt smile.
"Hey, hey. Back off mike, she's my girlfriend."
"What? You've been hiding her from us? What world do we live in when a front man hides his hot lady from his own band? Hmm?"
"Shut up, Al. Okay, you want an intro? Adi. Mike. Mike. Adi. Al. Adi. Adi. Al."
"Hi"
I said. These guys are a trip. I had a feeling about these boys, but specially the band.
"Hello? Adiana? Sweetie, are you okay?"
My mom was flailing her arms in my face.
"Huh? Oh, hey mom. I'm fine."
"So how was school? Did you like it? Was it big? How were your teachers? Do you have homework? Did you make friends?"
"God mom, is this like fifty questions or something?"
"So you did meet someone. What's his name?"
"Billie Joe, and he's my boyfriend."
"Whoa! Really? Your boyfriend. You actually have a boyfriend?"
"Yeah mom, it's not friggin' impossible for me. Guys are attracted to me, I'm not the ugliest girl on the whole planet!"
"Oh, I know baby. I'm just messin' with you. So, what's the dirt? Is he cute?"
"Mom!"
"Oh, he is cute. Come on, tell me what he's like."
"You'll find out when he gets here this afternoon."
I walked off into the bathroom to do all that girly pre-date stuff.
"A date? Whoa, you got him whipped."
My mom yelled and made that whip cracking sound. I got out of the shower and wrapped myself up in a towel. I ran into my room and tore open the boxes I still had not unpacked to find something to wear. I ran into the living room to ask my mom where my Clash shirt was and I ran into Billie. I fell and he helped me up and just stared at me. He was in a bit of a daze.
"Hello Adi. Did I come at a bad time? I didn't mean for you to... you know... "
"Oh, it's okay. I was going to ask my mom if I could borrow a... "
He silenced me with a gentle kiss. That kiss froze time. We just stood there, him holding me and I felt like I was being swept away when....
"Hey Adiana. So when do you think he'll be here? I want you to look nice and... Oh my God!!!"
Damn, damn, damn my mom to Hell! Why did she have to come barging in now? I went rigid so Billie tried to cover.
"Ummm, she had something in her eye and I tried to get it out... Hi, I'm Billie Joe and you must be Miss Monroe, Adiana has told me so much about you."
He shot out his hand to be shaken. I love his charm; it does come in handy at moments like these.
"Why hello. Adiana has told me nothing about you. You can call me Dianne."
"Well, you're looking lovely by the way, Dianne. I an see where your daughter gets her looks from."
I could tell mom was liking him already. If things kept up like this she might even let him sleepover. Okay, she is not that much of a pushover but I can dream.
"So where are you and Adiana going?"
"Oh, me and Adi are going to a friend's house. I'm in a band and we are having practice."
"You're into music? I like Queen. Freddie Mer... .."
"Okay, see ya mom. Me and Billie got to go so... bye."
"Be back at twelve."
Yes, we were finally out of the house. (I got dressed when mom and Billie were talking; I'm not outside in a towel.)
"So, that's your mom, huh? She seems nice. I do actually like Queen."
"I know, me too. So are we walking?"
"Yeah. I like walking, it clears my head."
"Oh. So how long has the band been going?"
"Not long, a few months. I have been singing and playing music since I was five. My dad gave me my first guitar."
"Oh, that's cool. I can't wait to meet him."
Billie stopped walking and his face went white. His eyes weren't green anymore, not his normal shade, but a dark almost foggy green. I must have said something wrong.
"Billie, are you okay?"
"Huh? Oh, yeah. I'm fine. It's...my dad, he... .He died four years ago, lung cancer."
"Oh my God, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean it."
"No, it's okay. I'm fine."
I looked back into his eyes and they were back to their normal shade of green. It's funny, I only met him today but I fell like I have known him forever.
"Okay, we are here."
"Where is 'here' again?"
"My drummer, John's house. Just don't call him John. His 'name' is Al Sobrante."
"Oh, okay."
We walked into the house. It was 'lived-in'. Furniture from a decade ago and it smelled like smoke. Billie led me down into the basement. There were two guys, one had long blonde hair and piercing blue eyes, and the other guy had brown hair, I guessed he was Al or John or whatever because he was behind a drum set.
"Bill, about God damn time! Where have you been" And who is this? Hello, I'm Michael Ryan Pritchard, but you can call me Mike."
The boy with the long blonde hair said and then took my hand and gave me that cheesy, flirt smile.
"Hey, hey. Back off mike, she's my girlfriend."
"What? You've been hiding her from us? What world do we live in when a front man hides his hot lady from his own band? Hmm?"
"Shut up, Al. Okay, you want an intro? Adi. Mike. Mike. Adi. Al. Adi. Adi. Al."
"Hi"
I said. These guys are a trip. I had a feeling about these boys, but specially the band.
