Billie Joe On The End, chapter 1
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It wasn't easy being the youngest of six children, especially when you had four older brothers still living at home to torture you but Billie Joe was just as smart and manipulative as they were and was always able to get his own back.
There were benefits to having older brothers though, like the time when Jordan White stole Billie Joe's skateboard it was them that forced fed him worms until he gave it back. The best thing about having older brothers though was when they hung out together, ok, they may have be the most hated and notoriously misbehaved kids in the neighbourhood but it was a lot of fun terrorizing the locals of Rodeo.
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Billie Joe's P.O.V
Another crappy day at school was over and I was home at last. I stared up the building that I called home. It was a shithole. It was in desperate need of repair and decoration; it was far too small to fit us all into. There was nowhere where you could go to get away from one another; we were all living on top of each other, getting in their way, annoying them. It's probably why we argued and fought so much, but when it came down to it family was everything, only an Armstrong could tease, annoy, punch, even torture another Armstrong - any outsider who dared try this would be very foolish to do so and lets just say there's no way they would try anything like it ever again.
Matt and Eric were already home. They were arguing over what to watch on the TV, Matt had the remote but Eric had him in a headlock, trying to get it off him. I saw my opportunity and decided to take it. I threw my school bag down and jumping on the couch and grabbed the remote away from both my brother's reach.
"Hey, no fair!" Matt yelled.
"Yeah, lets get him!"
This was a classic example of how things worked with us, one minute we were bitter enemies the next allies working towards a common goal. Soon I was on the floor, Eric pushing down my head, trying to make me kiss the ground. Eventually they got it from me, even though I had managed to hide it down my pants. Matt flicked through the channels but couldn't find a station to settle on so he just kept on flicking.
"For fuck's sake, put my show on!" Eric moaned but Matt ignored him and just kept on flicking, "No, no, no, no, no, fuck no, no, and no."
I gave up and went into the room that I shared with my other brother Alan. He still wasn't home yet and I wondered where he was, most likely making the class genius do his homework for him. Speaking of homework I had a report that I was supposed to hand in 2 weeks ago, I decided not to push my luck with it any further so I rummaged round the room for a pen and finding one sat down and got straight to it.
There were benefits to having older brothers though, like the time when Jordan White stole Billie Joe's skateboard it was them that forced fed him worms until he gave it back. The best thing about having older brothers though was when they hung out together, ok, they may have be the most hated and notoriously misbehaved kids in the neighbourhood but it was a lot of fun terrorizing the locals of Rodeo.
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Billie Joe's P.O.V
Another crappy day at school was over and I was home at last. I stared up the building that I called home. It was a shithole. It was in desperate need of repair and decoration; it was far too small to fit us all into. There was nowhere where you could go to get away from one another; we were all living on top of each other, getting in their way, annoying them. It's probably why we argued and fought so much, but when it came down to it family was everything, only an Armstrong could tease, annoy, punch, even torture another Armstrong - any outsider who dared try this would be very foolish to do so and lets just say there's no way they would try anything like it ever again.
Matt and Eric were already home. They were arguing over what to watch on the TV, Matt had the remote but Eric had him in a headlock, trying to get it off him. I saw my opportunity and decided to take it. I threw my school bag down and jumping on the couch and grabbed the remote away from both my brother's reach.
"Hey, no fair!" Matt yelled.
"Yeah, lets get him!"
This was a classic example of how things worked with us, one minute we were bitter enemies the next allies working towards a common goal. Soon I was on the floor, Eric pushing down my head, trying to make me kiss the ground. Eventually they got it from me, even though I had managed to hide it down my pants. Matt flicked through the channels but couldn't find a station to settle on so he just kept on flicking.
"For fuck's sake, put my show on!" Eric moaned but Matt ignored him and just kept on flicking, "No, no, no, no, no, fuck no, no, and no."
I gave up and went into the room that I shared with my other brother Alan. He still wasn't home yet and I wondered where he was, most likely making the class genius do his homework for him. Speaking of homework I had a report that I was supposed to hand in 2 weeks ago, I decided not to push my luck with it any further so I rummaged round the room for a pen and finding one sat down and got straight to it.
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