California Sun, chapter 2
When Ash (Ashleigh) left I guess I was a lot more cheerful than usual since I knew I wasn't going to be the strange new kid that seemed like a weirdo since they were from a different country where they thought everyone rode emus to school and had pet kangaroos and lived in the middle of nowhere in a shack. I found out that Ash went to the school that I was enrolled at which was Pinole Valley High. Tomorrow she also offered to show me around Berkeley and introduce me to a couple of her friends who she said I would really like. Mum had made me help her unpack for the rest of the afternoon until it reached late afternoon when I decided to go for a skate around the neighborhood.
I grabbed my board and hopped and it as it rolled down the driveway and onto the footpath. The neighborhood was really nice and there were little kids running around outside their houses and riding their bikes practically it was full of life unlike my old one which was just full of old people.
The sun was pretty strong for late afternoon and I was getting pretty stuffed. I skated around a few blocks and heard the sound of guitar riffs and fast drumbeats coming from a house a few doors down whomever they were they sounded pretty good. I skated by the house it was coming from and stopped to listen for abit fuck! They sounded good. I lost track of time since I was listening to them and I was in a daydream until I realized they had stopped playing and they had came out of the house. I jumped and saw one of them was charging at me screaming "Stalker!!" Before I knew it I was tackled down onto the nature strip.
"Ow! Fuck! What the bloody hell did you do that for!?" I yelled rubbing my back.
"Tre what did I tell you about tackling strangers that were Australian?" a guy with brown hair and blue eyes came over and said laughing.
"She was standing right outside the fucking house like a estranged lunatic, I would've done the same" Another one of the guys with bleached blonde hair and big green eyes came over and added.
"Hi my name's Frank Edwin Wright the 3rd but people juts call me Tre... Tre Cool" He said brightly as if nothing had ever happened.
"Nice to meet you...my names Tamara but people just call me Tam" I said still recovering from the shock of being tackled.
"Oh yeah how rude of me, my name's Mike and this person over here is Billie Joe." The brown haired guy introduced happily as he offered to life me up off the ground .I got up off the ground and brushed myself off.
"Even though violence against women Australia says no I must admit that was a good tackled" I laughed.
"That's what happens when people come and eavesdrop on us playing and anyway you're not in Australia anymore so that rule may not apply over here" Billie Joe said grinning.
"Fucking hell! I was only listening because you guys were good and well I lost track of time" I protested.
"Well we'll let of off the hook this time since you complimented our music but next times a different story" Mike threatened I didn't know weather he was joking or not so I gave an uneasy smile.
"We were only joking god! Don't go and shit yourself!" Billie Joe said laughing.
"Yer I just felt like tackling you cause you're a newbie to Berkeley and I like scaring newbies especially if you're Australian" Tre mumbled innocently laughing. I playfully shoved him in the ribs.
"Look whose stalker now eh? How did you know I was new here"
"Well one your Australian two we don't have anyone in the neighborhood who looks like you and three you're Australian" Billie Joe corrected.
"What is with you guys and me being Australian?" I groaned.
"Nothing we just had a feeling it would piss you off" Tre said calmly.
"Anyway I'm just wondering what would an Australian like you would want to move here." Mike asked curiously.
I sighed and decided to tell them bout how my dad got a new job here which was better than his old one and how much I hated where I lived and how I was the only one into punk music and I didn't like the people I hung around with.
"Nice life story...anyway I'm sure you'll fit in here I guess since you're into music tons and it's the same genre we like soo... welcome to Berkeley California Tam" Billie Joe said brightly he had lightened up abit when I said the type of music I liked.
"Yer welcome to Berkeley Tam bout time we had an Australian who's punk and doesn't mind that much getting tackled by Tre and also likes our music" Mike said jokingly. I laughed and I talked to them for a while then realized that it was getting dark so I decided to skate back home. Glad that I had made more friends who seemed like awesome people. When I got back home I saw mum and dad glued to the TV excitedly flicking through the cable channels as if they had never seen a TV before, I think they were amazed by American TV. I rolled my eyes and said " If you think that's strange then you'll be in for a shock when you meet people over here they're fascinated by us like you guys are with the TV" I said rolling my eyes. "Oh yeah honey there's some Chinese take away on the table for you" Mum said still distracted by the TV.
"I'm not hungry I might have something later"
"It's AMERICAN Chinese food though "Dad added.
"You guys are idiots! It's exactly the same!" I said laughing my head off at how much mum and dad were making dicks of themselves. "Anyway I'm tiered I've had a big day so I'm going off to bed and I can't be bothered watching AMERICAN TV" I said yawning.
"God you're an early bird tonight anyway night Tamara"
"yeah later weirdoes" I teased as I made my way upstairs to my room and collapsed onto my double bead starting at the clash poster on my ceiling replaying my day in my head as I slowly and happily drifted off to sleep realizing this is probably the happiest I've been in a while.
I grabbed my board and hopped and it as it rolled down the driveway and onto the footpath. The neighborhood was really nice and there were little kids running around outside their houses and riding their bikes practically it was full of life unlike my old one which was just full of old people.
The sun was pretty strong for late afternoon and I was getting pretty stuffed. I skated around a few blocks and heard the sound of guitar riffs and fast drumbeats coming from a house a few doors down whomever they were they sounded pretty good. I skated by the house it was coming from and stopped to listen for abit fuck! They sounded good. I lost track of time since I was listening to them and I was in a daydream until I realized they had stopped playing and they had came out of the house. I jumped and saw one of them was charging at me screaming "Stalker!!" Before I knew it I was tackled down onto the nature strip.
"Ow! Fuck! What the bloody hell did you do that for!?" I yelled rubbing my back.
"Tre what did I tell you about tackling strangers that were Australian?" a guy with brown hair and blue eyes came over and said laughing.
"She was standing right outside the fucking house like a estranged lunatic, I would've done the same" Another one of the guys with bleached blonde hair and big green eyes came over and added.
"Hi my name's Frank Edwin Wright the 3rd but people juts call me Tre... Tre Cool" He said brightly as if nothing had ever happened.
"Nice to meet you...my names Tamara but people just call me Tam" I said still recovering from the shock of being tackled.
"Oh yeah how rude of me, my name's Mike and this person over here is Billie Joe." The brown haired guy introduced happily as he offered to life me up off the ground .I got up off the ground and brushed myself off.
"Even though violence against women Australia says no I must admit that was a good tackled" I laughed.
"That's what happens when people come and eavesdrop on us playing and anyway you're not in Australia anymore so that rule may not apply over here" Billie Joe said grinning.
"Fucking hell! I was only listening because you guys were good and well I lost track of time" I protested.
"Well we'll let of off the hook this time since you complimented our music but next times a different story" Mike threatened I didn't know weather he was joking or not so I gave an uneasy smile.
"We were only joking god! Don't go and shit yourself!" Billie Joe said laughing.
"Yer I just felt like tackling you cause you're a newbie to Berkeley and I like scaring newbies especially if you're Australian" Tre mumbled innocently laughing. I playfully shoved him in the ribs.
"Look whose stalker now eh? How did you know I was new here"
"Well one your Australian two we don't have anyone in the neighborhood who looks like you and three you're Australian" Billie Joe corrected.
"What is with you guys and me being Australian?" I groaned.
"Nothing we just had a feeling it would piss you off" Tre said calmly.
"Anyway I'm just wondering what would an Australian like you would want to move here." Mike asked curiously.
I sighed and decided to tell them bout how my dad got a new job here which was better than his old one and how much I hated where I lived and how I was the only one into punk music and I didn't like the people I hung around with.
"Nice life story...anyway I'm sure you'll fit in here I guess since you're into music tons and it's the same genre we like soo... welcome to Berkeley California Tam" Billie Joe said brightly he had lightened up abit when I said the type of music I liked.
"Yer welcome to Berkeley Tam bout time we had an Australian who's punk and doesn't mind that much getting tackled by Tre and also likes our music" Mike said jokingly. I laughed and I talked to them for a while then realized that it was getting dark so I decided to skate back home. Glad that I had made more friends who seemed like awesome people. When I got back home I saw mum and dad glued to the TV excitedly flicking through the cable channels as if they had never seen a TV before, I think they were amazed by American TV. I rolled my eyes and said " If you think that's strange then you'll be in for a shock when you meet people over here they're fascinated by us like you guys are with the TV" I said rolling my eyes. "Oh yeah honey there's some Chinese take away on the table for you" Mum said still distracted by the TV.
"I'm not hungry I might have something later"
"It's AMERICAN Chinese food though "Dad added.
"You guys are idiots! It's exactly the same!" I said laughing my head off at how much mum and dad were making dicks of themselves. "Anyway I'm tiered I've had a big day so I'm going off to bed and I can't be bothered watching AMERICAN TV" I said yawning.
"God you're an early bird tonight anyway night Tamara"
"yeah later weirdoes" I teased as I made my way upstairs to my room and collapsed onto my double bead starting at the clash poster on my ceiling replaying my day in my head as I slowly and happily drifted off to sleep realizing this is probably the happiest I've been in a while.
