Thank You for Everything You've Done, chapter 3
*Front of Classroom*
"Billie Joe you can go sit next to Steph ok?" Mr. Pullen said while pointing to Steph.
"Ok."
*Back to Steph*
Billie Joe, that's what his name was. He walked over to me and sat down in the desk across from me. I didnt know if i should start a conversation with him or not. Before i could decide what to do he said hi to me. I dont know why but i'm nervous.
"Hi," I said
"My names Billie Joe Armstrong and your Steph right?"
"Yep thats me, how's you know my name?"
"Mr. Pullen told me to go sit by you."
"Ohh I see." I mentally kicked myself for sounding so stupid.
"Yeah."
"So um what are you in here for?" I asked.
"Mr. Pullen caught me skipping class."
"I've always tried skipping class before but all the preppy bitches always tattle on me."
"I can see your not a fan of them." He said while smiling.
"You're right, all they do is make my life more miserable than it already it."
"Yeah I'm not a fan of them either. They make my life miserable too. Why do you say your life is so bad?"
I hesitated for a moment. I mean I just met him and I was about to tell him my life. But for some reason it felt right that you should tell him. Billie Joe noticed I hesitated.
" You dont have to tell me if you dont want to."
"No its ok. I need to tell someone. I dont have any friends so I need to tell someone."
"Ohh...ok."
"Well, I live with my mom because one year ago my dad died in a car accident. Since my dad died my mom is always at a bar getting drunk. Sometimes she even brings home guys whom she met at the bar. My mom is always mean to me, even when she's sober. And then everyday at school the group of popular guys always beat me up. That's why I have a bruise on my face. Everyone calls me a freak. I've always thought of killing myself but then I think that If I did that my Dad would be disappointed in me. Me and my dad were really close." I didnt tell him about my cutting because I really wanted to be his friend and if I told him he probally wouldnt want to be my friend. By now I was crying. I felt dumb crying infront of him but it felt so good to get it all out. I looked up at Billie Joe. He actually looked like he cared.
"I'm really sorry for you. Noone should have to live like that. I know how you feel. And when I say that I mean it because my dad died of lung cancer when I was 10. He and I were like best friends. I even considered killing myself too but I didnt because I didnt want to disappoint my dad."
When Billie said that his voice was cracky.
"I'm sorry to hear that, I really am."
"It's ok, but umm if you want i'll be your friend. From what I've seen of you, you seem really cool. During class this morning when you sat next to me I saw all the bands you wrote on your folder. I listen to those bands too."
I couldn't believe he just asked me to be his friend.
" Are you serious, you want me to be your friend?"
"Yeah I'm serious." He smiled that same smile he had this morning.
"I would love to be your friend. You dont know how happy I am right now. I should probally shut up now 'cause I probally sound like a retard."
"No it's ok, you dont sound like a retard and I'm happy that I made you happy."
"Ok." I smiled and laughed
"Sooo, Steph do you play any instruments?"
"Yeah I play guitar."
"Sweet, I play guitar too. I'm also in a band called Green Day. My two best friends Mike and Tre are in it too."
"Awesome, I'll have to hear you play sometime. And how'd you get the name Green Day?"
" It means a day spent smoking pot, so yeah Mike, Tre, and I do that sometimes." He said while smiling.
"Ha very clever. I like it."
"Thanks."
"Yeah no problem Mr. Armstrong." I said with a smirk.
"Ohh so that's how you are, a lil' smarty pants." Billie and I started to laugh but stopped when Mr. Pullen told us to shut up. So much for manners eh? We talked for awhile more about music and stuff until the teacher said that detention was over and we could leave. Billie and I got up and started walking down the hallway. I didnt know what to say but I guess my stomach talked for me because it growled really loud. I was hoping Billie wouldn't hear but he did. He looked at me and saw me blushing. Then he started to laugh.
" Are you hungry?"
I then realized I was hungry because I havent eaten at all today because I dropped my breakfast on the floor.
" No Billie my stomach just randomly growls. Just joking, course I'm hungry." I said with a sarcastic tone.
" And why would that be?" Billie asked me mimicking my sarcastic tone.
" Because I dropped my poptarts on the floor and it was too late to make more."
"Ohh I see, so you're also a clutz." He said while smiling
"Am not!"
"Are too."
I crossed my arms and pretended to be sad.
" Ok ,ok i'll make it up to you. Since your hungry and I am too would you like to go get some dinner?"
Wow he actually wants to hang with me.
" I would love to."
"Awesome."
"So where are we gonna eat?"
"Well my mom works at a diner so I get free meals so we're gonna go there."
"Ohh I see, your cheap," I said while grinning.
"Am not."
"Are too."
Am not."
Then Billie crossed his arms and gave me the puppy dog eyes. God his eyes were amazing.
"Billie I cant resist the puppy dog eyes, your not cheap."
"Haha, they always work."
As we were walking I kept on thinking about how great Billie was. He was so nice to me. For once I felt loved. Even though I knew he wouldnt like me I couldnt stop liking him.
*Billies P.O.V*
Steph is really cool. I like her a lot even though we just met. She's different from all the other girls at school. I bet she doesnt like me though.
*FF to Diner*
As Billie and I walked into the diner a woman that was behind the counter came over to us and hugged Billie. I'm guessing she was his mom.
" Hey mom."
I was right
"Hey Billie, and who do you have with you?"
"This is Steph, I met her in school today."
"Hi Steph how are you?"
"I'm great thank you."
"No problem, and friend of Billie's is a friend of mine. Anyways what do you two want for dinner?"
Billie turned to me and asked what I wanted.
"Umm can I have a cheeseburger with soda?"
"Make that two mom."
"OK, your order will be right up. You two can take a seat anywhere you want."
Once Billie's mom walked away Billie motioned me to sit down at the table by the window. At first we both sat there but then Billie asked me a question.
" Steph do you need to call home to tell your mom where you are?"
"Nah, she's probally at a bar getting drunk."
" Ohh, I......sorry..."
I could see Billie didn't know what to say.
"It's ok, you dont have to say anything or feel sorry for me. I'm used to my mom always being gone." I looked up at him and forced a smile. The truth was I wasnt ok. It tore me up inside to see families around me having fun and then my just watching them. Before my dad died my family was all happy. When my dad died I felt like a part of me died too.
" Hey Steph can I ask you something?"
"Yeah go ahead."
"Ummm well before when you were telling me about how you life was miserable..."
"Yeah.."
" Well then you said you always think of ending it. Did you ever do anything to yourself? I know its not my business to ask you but earlier when you said that I couldn't help but care for you."
This was my chance to tell Billie about my cutting. I still cut but only when it was necessary. See I've been trying to stop but I just cant.
" Well umm when my dad died I felt like a part of me died too. Then at home my mom would treat me like crap. She would yell at me, but never hit me. Then on top of that I get beat up at school for no freaking reason. The one way that relieves the pain is by cutting myself. I dont cut very often but once in awhile the pain is too much to handle. And now you probally think I'm some fucked up freak. This was my one chance to have a friend and I ruined it."
I started to get up from the table but then Billie joe grabbed my arm and pulled me down to my seat.
"Steph seriously I dont think you're a freak. I feel really bad for you and I'm going to help you stop. Noone should be going through what you are. If you ever feel like your going to you know, cut, come to me. Even though we just met today I will help you ok?"
Wow I thought he would call me a freak and leave. But he didn't. He actually wants to help me.
"Thanks Billie for wanting to help me. Usually when people hear about my cutting they stay away from me."
Billie opened his mouth to say something but closed it because his mom was walking over to us with two trays in hand.
"Here you go you two."
"Thanks mom."
"Thank you Mrs. Armstrong."
"Oh please hun call me Ollie."
"Ok." I smiled up at Ollie. She was so nice. I wish my mom was like this.
**
"Are you done eating Steph?" Billie asked me.
"Yes I am. I haven't eaten this good in forever because my mom is never home to make dinner so I always just eat what we have in the house."
"Well we can always come here again if you want."
"Yes that would be awesome."
"Before we go I have to go say bye to my mom."
"I'll come with you because I want to thank Ollie."
"Ok." Billie laughed and so did I. We walked over to where Ollie was.
"Mom I'm going to walk Steph home I'll see ya at home."
"Ok Billie."
"Thank you again Ollie for dinner."
"Your welcome. And your welcome to come to our house any time you want."
"Thank you, i'll keep that in mind. Bye"
After Ollie said bye to us we walked out of the diner and started walking to my house. We were just talking about random stuff when we reached my house. We walked up the driveway to my front door.
Billies P.O.V
I really like Steph. I feel like I should kiss her or atleast give her a hug but we just met today and she probally doesnt feel the same way about me.
Stephs P.O.V
I like Billie. He's really cool. And he also understands me and wants to help me out. I want to thank him for everything he's done.
"Billie thanks for making a difference in my life. Everyday I always wish that my life will change and you made that happen."
I leaned in and kissed his cheek. Then I said bye and walked inside.
Billies P.O.V
I touched my hand to my cheek where she had kissed me. Does Steph like me or was she just saying thank you? Or is it both? So many questions are going through my head. I realized I was still standing at her front door so I walked down her driveway and walked home. All I could do was think about Steph....
"Billie Joe you can go sit next to Steph ok?" Mr. Pullen said while pointing to Steph.
"Ok."
*Back to Steph*
Billie Joe, that's what his name was. He walked over to me and sat down in the desk across from me. I didnt know if i should start a conversation with him or not. Before i could decide what to do he said hi to me. I dont know why but i'm nervous.
"Hi," I said
"My names Billie Joe Armstrong and your Steph right?"
"Yep thats me, how's you know my name?"
"Mr. Pullen told me to go sit by you."
"Ohh I see." I mentally kicked myself for sounding so stupid.
"Yeah."
"So um what are you in here for?" I asked.
"Mr. Pullen caught me skipping class."
"I've always tried skipping class before but all the preppy bitches always tattle on me."
"I can see your not a fan of them." He said while smiling.
"You're right, all they do is make my life more miserable than it already it."
"Yeah I'm not a fan of them either. They make my life miserable too. Why do you say your life is so bad?"
I hesitated for a moment. I mean I just met him and I was about to tell him my life. But for some reason it felt right that you should tell him. Billie Joe noticed I hesitated.
" You dont have to tell me if you dont want to."
"No its ok. I need to tell someone. I dont have any friends so I need to tell someone."
"Ohh...ok."
"Well, I live with my mom because one year ago my dad died in a car accident. Since my dad died my mom is always at a bar getting drunk. Sometimes she even brings home guys whom she met at the bar. My mom is always mean to me, even when she's sober. And then everyday at school the group of popular guys always beat me up. That's why I have a bruise on my face. Everyone calls me a freak. I've always thought of killing myself but then I think that If I did that my Dad would be disappointed in me. Me and my dad were really close." I didnt tell him about my cutting because I really wanted to be his friend and if I told him he probally wouldnt want to be my friend. By now I was crying. I felt dumb crying infront of him but it felt so good to get it all out. I looked up at Billie Joe. He actually looked like he cared.
"I'm really sorry for you. Noone should have to live like that. I know how you feel. And when I say that I mean it because my dad died of lung cancer when I was 10. He and I were like best friends. I even considered killing myself too but I didnt because I didnt want to disappoint my dad."
When Billie said that his voice was cracky.
"I'm sorry to hear that, I really am."
"It's ok, but umm if you want i'll be your friend. From what I've seen of you, you seem really cool. During class this morning when you sat next to me I saw all the bands you wrote on your folder. I listen to those bands too."
I couldn't believe he just asked me to be his friend.
" Are you serious, you want me to be your friend?"
"Yeah I'm serious." He smiled that same smile he had this morning.
"I would love to be your friend. You dont know how happy I am right now. I should probally shut up now 'cause I probally sound like a retard."
"No it's ok, you dont sound like a retard and I'm happy that I made you happy."
"Ok." I smiled and laughed
"Sooo, Steph do you play any instruments?"
"Yeah I play guitar."
"Sweet, I play guitar too. I'm also in a band called Green Day. My two best friends Mike and Tre are in it too."
"Awesome, I'll have to hear you play sometime. And how'd you get the name Green Day?"
" It means a day spent smoking pot, so yeah Mike, Tre, and I do that sometimes." He said while smiling.
"Ha very clever. I like it."
"Thanks."
"Yeah no problem Mr. Armstrong." I said with a smirk.
"Ohh so that's how you are, a lil' smarty pants." Billie and I started to laugh but stopped when Mr. Pullen told us to shut up. So much for manners eh? We talked for awhile more about music and stuff until the teacher said that detention was over and we could leave. Billie and I got up and started walking down the hallway. I didnt know what to say but I guess my stomach talked for me because it growled really loud. I was hoping Billie wouldn't hear but he did. He looked at me and saw me blushing. Then he started to laugh.
" Are you hungry?"
I then realized I was hungry because I havent eaten at all today because I dropped my breakfast on the floor.
" No Billie my stomach just randomly growls. Just joking, course I'm hungry." I said with a sarcastic tone.
" And why would that be?" Billie asked me mimicking my sarcastic tone.
" Because I dropped my poptarts on the floor and it was too late to make more."
"Ohh I see, so you're also a clutz." He said while smiling
"Am not!"
"Are too."
I crossed my arms and pretended to be sad.
" Ok ,ok i'll make it up to you. Since your hungry and I am too would you like to go get some dinner?"
Wow he actually wants to hang with me.
" I would love to."
"Awesome."
"So where are we gonna eat?"
"Well my mom works at a diner so I get free meals so we're gonna go there."
"Ohh I see, your cheap," I said while grinning.
"Am not."
"Are too."
Am not."
Then Billie crossed his arms and gave me the puppy dog eyes. God his eyes were amazing.
"Billie I cant resist the puppy dog eyes, your not cheap."
"Haha, they always work."
As we were walking I kept on thinking about how great Billie was. He was so nice to me. For once I felt loved. Even though I knew he wouldnt like me I couldnt stop liking him.
*Billies P.O.V*
Steph is really cool. I like her a lot even though we just met. She's different from all the other girls at school. I bet she doesnt like me though.
*FF to Diner*
As Billie and I walked into the diner a woman that was behind the counter came over to us and hugged Billie. I'm guessing she was his mom.
" Hey mom."
I was right
"Hey Billie, and who do you have with you?"
"This is Steph, I met her in school today."
"Hi Steph how are you?"
"I'm great thank you."
"No problem, and friend of Billie's is a friend of mine. Anyways what do you two want for dinner?"
Billie turned to me and asked what I wanted.
"Umm can I have a cheeseburger with soda?"
"Make that two mom."
"OK, your order will be right up. You two can take a seat anywhere you want."
Once Billie's mom walked away Billie motioned me to sit down at the table by the window. At first we both sat there but then Billie asked me a question.
" Steph do you need to call home to tell your mom where you are?"
"Nah, she's probally at a bar getting drunk."
" Ohh, I......sorry..."
I could see Billie didn't know what to say.
"It's ok, you dont have to say anything or feel sorry for me. I'm used to my mom always being gone." I looked up at him and forced a smile. The truth was I wasnt ok. It tore me up inside to see families around me having fun and then my just watching them. Before my dad died my family was all happy. When my dad died I felt like a part of me died too.
" Hey Steph can I ask you something?"
"Yeah go ahead."
"Ummm well before when you were telling me about how you life was miserable..."
"Yeah.."
" Well then you said you always think of ending it. Did you ever do anything to yourself? I know its not my business to ask you but earlier when you said that I couldn't help but care for you."
This was my chance to tell Billie about my cutting. I still cut but only when it was necessary. See I've been trying to stop but I just cant.
" Well umm when my dad died I felt like a part of me died too. Then at home my mom would treat me like crap. She would yell at me, but never hit me. Then on top of that I get beat up at school for no freaking reason. The one way that relieves the pain is by cutting myself. I dont cut very often but once in awhile the pain is too much to handle. And now you probally think I'm some fucked up freak. This was my one chance to have a friend and I ruined it."
I started to get up from the table but then Billie joe grabbed my arm and pulled me down to my seat.
"Steph seriously I dont think you're a freak. I feel really bad for you and I'm going to help you stop. Noone should be going through what you are. If you ever feel like your going to you know, cut, come to me. Even though we just met today I will help you ok?"
Wow I thought he would call me a freak and leave. But he didn't. He actually wants to help me.
"Thanks Billie for wanting to help me. Usually when people hear about my cutting they stay away from me."
Billie opened his mouth to say something but closed it because his mom was walking over to us with two trays in hand.
"Here you go you two."
"Thanks mom."
"Thank you Mrs. Armstrong."
"Oh please hun call me Ollie."
"Ok." I smiled up at Ollie. She was so nice. I wish my mom was like this.
**
"Are you done eating Steph?" Billie asked me.
"Yes I am. I haven't eaten this good in forever because my mom is never home to make dinner so I always just eat what we have in the house."
"Well we can always come here again if you want."
"Yes that would be awesome."
"Before we go I have to go say bye to my mom."
"I'll come with you because I want to thank Ollie."
"Ok." Billie laughed and so did I. We walked over to where Ollie was.
"Mom I'm going to walk Steph home I'll see ya at home."
"Ok Billie."
"Thank you again Ollie for dinner."
"Your welcome. And your welcome to come to our house any time you want."
"Thank you, i'll keep that in mind. Bye"
After Ollie said bye to us we walked out of the diner and started walking to my house. We were just talking about random stuff when we reached my house. We walked up the driveway to my front door.
Billies P.O.V
I really like Steph. I feel like I should kiss her or atleast give her a hug but we just met today and she probally doesnt feel the same way about me.
Stephs P.O.V
I like Billie. He's really cool. And he also understands me and wants to help me out. I want to thank him for everything he's done.
"Billie thanks for making a difference in my life. Everyday I always wish that my life will change and you made that happen."
I leaned in and kissed his cheek. Then I said bye and walked inside.
Billies P.O.V
I touched my hand to my cheek where she had kissed me. Does Steph like me or was she just saying thank you? Or is it both? So many questions are going through my head. I realized I was still standing at her front door so I walked down her driveway and walked home. All I could do was think about Steph....
