I came before Adrienne..., chapter 1
It was a Rainy Day. I was sitting on the couch next to my older brother Kyle watching Fuse. The phone rang. Kyle and I just looked at each other. We were both thinking the same thing, "Mom will get it."
The caller I. D popped up on the T. V screen. It read 'Armstrong. ' My Mom came out of her bedroom and made her way to the kitchen.
"No one bother to get it!" She said as she walked by us.
"Already done." Kyle said. I just laughed.
"Hello?" She answered.
"Hey, This Is Ollie." Ollie, Billie Joe's mom relied.
"How are you?" She asked.
"Actually. I was wondering if you could maybe do me, a favor, in a way." Ollie said.
"What would that be?" She wondered.
"Well, Billie's father just died, and I have to go to Germany for awhile for work. So I was wondering if maybe Billie Joe would be able to stay with you while I am away." Ollie asked.
"Of course he can! That is not a problem at all!" She replied.
"Oh my goodness! Wonderful! Thank you so much! I will send money for him and everything every week!" Ollie said.
"Alright. Send him over when ever!" She said.
"I'll bring him over in about an hour." Ollie said.
"Alright, I will see you then!" My Mom hung up and came into the living room and sat down.
"I have something to tell you guys." She said to us, "Billie's Mom is going away for awhile, and he is gonna live with us for the time being."
The Armstrong were our neighbors. They seemed like cool people, but I didn't really ever get a chance to know them. I was always busy with sports or something. I guess I am fine with him living with us, but I mean, Billie is hot, and I kinda like him.
"Okay." Is all that I could think of to say.
"Is he staying with me?" Kyle asked.
"Yeah, he is. So clear off the top bunk in your room, okay? He is gonna be here in about an hour, and make him some closet space and stuff too. Alright?" My mom asked.
"Yeah." Kyle said.
"I will be down there in 20 minutes to check it out." Mom said.
Kyle got up and walked downstairs to his room.
"Mom, when is Kerry gonna be home?" I asked her.
"In about 10 minutes actually." She replied.
"Sweet." I got up and walked downstairs to my room, which was right next to Kyle's room.
I took my cell phone off of the charger and texed my best friend Steph about what was going on. She was kinda like another sister too me. Except, the older sister. Kerry is also my sister.
I turned on my music and laid on my bed.
My door opened, it was Kerry.
I got up and greeted her.
"Did Mom tell you?" I asked her.
"Oh yeah." She replied, "Mom wants us to go upstairs and greet him."
I walked out of my room. I ran and jumped on Kyle's back. He gave me a piggy back upstairs. We walked outside and saw Billie and his mother outside.
Kyle set me down and I looked over at Billie to find him checking me out. I was a little nervous about what he was thinking so I sneakily stepped behind Kerry.
"Help Billie carry his stuff downstairs you guys." My mom ordered.
Kyle grabbed one of his bags, and I grabbed his guitar. Kerry went down empty handed.
We brought him to his new room. I sat next to Kyle on the bottom bunk, and Kerry and Billie sat next to each other on the couch.
It was silent.
"This is awkward." I said.
"Just a little." Billie Joe smiled.
My mom walked in with 4 bowls of oatmeal. She gave us each one.
"It's not the most exciting lunch. But it's food." My mom said as she left.
I scooped all of my oatmeal into Kyle's bowl, so it looked like I ate it. I walked into my room and opened the secret Mini-Fridge Kerry and I had. I pulled out one of my special drinks. 0 calories, but it counted as a meal. I grabbed it and went back and sat next to Kyle.
Billie, Kerry, and Kyle were talking about music. I didn't really talk to much, but they got in a big debate over Blink-182. It was pretty funny to listen too. Time went by, about an hour. Kerry went onto her laptop, as did Kyle. I took Billie down to our dock. We walked out, and sat on the end of the dock. He kept checking me out. I had to say something,
"Take a picture it will last longer."
He blushed, "Sorry, I just can't.."
"Just can't what?" I asked.
"Um, I just can't..." He started.
"Just say it." I told him.
"I just can't get over how skinny you are." He said quietly.
"Oh, well. Actually, I have been dealing with Anorexia, and Bulimia." I confessed.
The caller I. D popped up on the T. V screen. It read 'Armstrong. ' My Mom came out of her bedroom and made her way to the kitchen.
"No one bother to get it!" She said as she walked by us.
"Already done." Kyle said. I just laughed.
"Hello?" She answered.
"Hey, This Is Ollie." Ollie, Billie Joe's mom relied.
"How are you?" She asked.
"Actually. I was wondering if you could maybe do me, a favor, in a way." Ollie said.
"What would that be?" She wondered.
"Well, Billie's father just died, and I have to go to Germany for awhile for work. So I was wondering if maybe Billie Joe would be able to stay with you while I am away." Ollie asked.
"Of course he can! That is not a problem at all!" She replied.
"Oh my goodness! Wonderful! Thank you so much! I will send money for him and everything every week!" Ollie said.
"Alright. Send him over when ever!" She said.
"I'll bring him over in about an hour." Ollie said.
"Alright, I will see you then!" My Mom hung up and came into the living room and sat down.
"I have something to tell you guys." She said to us, "Billie's Mom is going away for awhile, and he is gonna live with us for the time being."
The Armstrong were our neighbors. They seemed like cool people, but I didn't really ever get a chance to know them. I was always busy with sports or something. I guess I am fine with him living with us, but I mean, Billie is hot, and I kinda like him.
"Okay." Is all that I could think of to say.
"Is he staying with me?" Kyle asked.
"Yeah, he is. So clear off the top bunk in your room, okay? He is gonna be here in about an hour, and make him some closet space and stuff too. Alright?" My mom asked.
"Yeah." Kyle said.
"I will be down there in 20 minutes to check it out." Mom said.
Kyle got up and walked downstairs to his room.
"Mom, when is Kerry gonna be home?" I asked her.
"In about 10 minutes actually." She replied.
"Sweet." I got up and walked downstairs to my room, which was right next to Kyle's room.
I took my cell phone off of the charger and texed my best friend Steph about what was going on. She was kinda like another sister too me. Except, the older sister. Kerry is also my sister.
I turned on my music and laid on my bed.
My door opened, it was Kerry.
I got up and greeted her.
"Did Mom tell you?" I asked her.
"Oh yeah." She replied, "Mom wants us to go upstairs and greet him."
I walked out of my room. I ran and jumped on Kyle's back. He gave me a piggy back upstairs. We walked outside and saw Billie and his mother outside.
Kyle set me down and I looked over at Billie to find him checking me out. I was a little nervous about what he was thinking so I sneakily stepped behind Kerry.
"Help Billie carry his stuff downstairs you guys." My mom ordered.
Kyle grabbed one of his bags, and I grabbed his guitar. Kerry went down empty handed.
We brought him to his new room. I sat next to Kyle on the bottom bunk, and Kerry and Billie sat next to each other on the couch.
It was silent.
"This is awkward." I said.
"Just a little." Billie Joe smiled.
My mom walked in with 4 bowls of oatmeal. She gave us each one.
"It's not the most exciting lunch. But it's food." My mom said as she left.
I scooped all of my oatmeal into Kyle's bowl, so it looked like I ate it. I walked into my room and opened the secret Mini-Fridge Kerry and I had. I pulled out one of my special drinks. 0 calories, but it counted as a meal. I grabbed it and went back and sat next to Kyle.
Billie, Kerry, and Kyle were talking about music. I didn't really talk to much, but they got in a big debate over Blink-182. It was pretty funny to listen too. Time went by, about an hour. Kerry went onto her laptop, as did Kyle. I took Billie down to our dock. We walked out, and sat on the end of the dock. He kept checking me out. I had to say something,
"Take a picture it will last longer."
He blushed, "Sorry, I just can't.."
"Just can't what?" I asked.
"Um, I just can't..." He started.
"Just say it." I told him.
"I just can't get over how skinny you are." He said quietly.
"Oh, well. Actually, I have been dealing with Anorexia, and Bulimia." I confessed.
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