A Green Day In The Life Of Helena, chapter 1

"Oooh! She said a bad word!" Arianna said. "FYI its pronounced HELENA, not Helleenma!" I screamed. I ran off into my hide out. I mouthed the f-word at them when they turned away. I ran to my car and lay my head on the steering wheel. I heard a knock on the window. I turned to see Ashley, my friend. I unlocked my door and let her in. "Whats the matter?" she asked. "Arianna," I almost said, but instead said, "I wanna be alone." When she left I locked my doors and drove off the campus. SMACK! I heard. "Crap," I muttered and went outside. There was a guy where my car got hit, lying on the road. "Dude, like are you okay?" No answer. I ended up dragging him into my car and pulling to the side. I looked around and my eyes set on a glass of water. I poured it over his head and he woke up. "Whats your name?" I asked. "Billie, uh, um, Bill Kael," was his reply. "Where do you live?" I asked. "There," he said, pointing to a house. I dropped him off and said good bye. 'How strange' I thought as I drove off. There was Daisha. Holy crap. I blared my Green Day cd, Shenanigans, and kept going. I knew how mush she hated Green Day. She was busy liking Shitney, uh, Britney, Spears. I drove off thinking about that guy and saw him again and he waved. This time I got a better veiw of him. Oh, my God. Him. The one I'd known since Dookie. The one many call, Billie Joe Armstrong. Waving at ME. I pulled over and talked to him. "Thanks for rescuing me," he said. "Uh, sure, anytime," I said.

***Two Hours Later***

I looked at him, then my boyfriend. I couldn't choose. Billie Joe was my idol, Allen my friend since 1st grade. I loved them both. Who ever I chose, the other one would die. I decided my mind on..