From No Dad, To Rockstar Dad, chapter 1
December 10, 2006
I was in my room, on the computer at 11:45 at night. I had my stereo on full blast. It was blaring Green Day. Which was my all time favorite band. I was chatting to my friends, and browsing around on myspace trying to ignore the fact my mom was downstairs drunk out of her ass.
My bedroom door flew open, "Get you ass off that damn computer and go to bed. Turn down that stupid radio. You know I don't like that fucking band Green Day!!" my mom yelled.
"No, I'm not bothering you and today's Friday so I don't have anything important to do tomorrow! And I don't know why you hate Green Day so much. They are my favorite band and I can play them as loud as I want." I screamed back at her.
"Just turn it down, and go to fucking bed. Your fucking stupid ass birthday is tomorrow and some family is coming over." she screamed.
"FINE! I didn't ask for ya'll to do anything for my birthday. I'd rather sit in my room by myself." I said turning off my computer. I jumped into bed without turning down my radio.
"I wish you where never born. You where a fucking accident and I should have gave you up." she said walking out my room.
"I WISH YOU HAD!!!" I yelled back. But she didn't hear me she had slammed my door behind her.
*Let me fill you in. My name is Jewel, I'm 16 well tomorrow I'll be 17. I live with my mother who is a drunk and beats me most of the time. I never knew my real father. And whenever I asked about him my mom would always changed the subject and then goes to get drunk. I always wondered what he was really like and how my life would probably be so much different if he were in it. But, oh well no chance of that happening. For all I know he could be dead.*
I woke up to my phone ringing, my ring tone was "Holiday" by none other than Green Day.
I answered it. It was my best friend Stephany.
"Hello... " I said half asleep.
"Happy Birthday, Jewel" she said.
"Dude it's probably like 5:00 in the morning. But thanks."
"What? It's noon! Get your ass up. We are going to be at your house in ten minutes!"
"Well, just come in my mom won't care. Who's with you?"
"Martin, Marco, and Brittany. And get up because your family will be there at 2:00."
"Big whoop. I hate family."
"Gosh Jewel why are you like that?"
"None of my family likes me. I hate them all. They suck ass and my mom could care less. So why should I give a shit?"
"We'll talk when we get there. Bye"
"Bye"
My friends are probably what keeps me alive, and Green Day of course. I have OGDD (Obsessive Green Day Disorder) Well at least that's what my friends say. Anyway, when my friends got there we clowned around and talked about the stupid shit ever.
At around 2:00 my family showed up. We had some food that my grandma made and everyone talked for awhile. Me and my friends where off in our own little world making stupid jokes. The only gifts I got where from my friends. Oh well, it didn't bother me. I wasn't expecting anything anyway.
After everyone went home I decided to be nice and help my mom pick up the mess that everyone left. Then the phone rang.
My mom went to answer it and walked into the other room. Of course me being me I waited by the door and listened carefully.
"Hello?... Oh hello Michael... It went fine... She's okay... .No you can't... She doesn't know you... Mike no... You can't do that... But she doesn't even know you... .FINE YOU CAN SEE HER... Are you in town?... Tomorrow at 12.... Okay bye Asshole."
My mom walked out of the room.
"That was... " she said slowly.
"Who?"
"Umm"
"Spit it out god!"
"Your father."
"What? Why?" I stuttered.
"His name is Mike and he calls every year on your birthday and insists he see you. But I never let him, and he knows about my problem and he's threatening to take you from me. He wants to see you tomorrow at noon."
"And you never told me this? How could you? You knew so badly I wanted to meet my biological father and you don't let me? I've went my whole life with out a dad when I could have had one?"
"But-"
"No screw you, I don't want to hear anything from you. "
I ran up to my room and put my American Idiot CD in the radio and played "Wake Me Up When September Ends" I fell asleep and woke up at 11:30 the next morning. I opened my eyes and looked at the clock. Shit he's going to be here in 30 minutes. I got up jumped in the shower quickly and got dressed into my favorite Green Day t-shirt and tight black jeans, and my converse. I put some heavy eyeliner on. I looked at the clock... it was 11:55 and I ran downstairs and sat on the couch. I don't know why I was so excited to meet this guy, I mean he was my father and I was going to meet him. What if I don't like him? Oh well. No turning back now. The doorbell rang.
My mom answered it, and I took a deep breath.
"Come in." I heard her say.
I looked towards the door, and my mouth dropped. I couldn't even talk. It was Mike Dirnt.
I walked to my mom very slowly.
"There's a mistake, Mom this is Mike FREAKING Dirnt." I said shaking.
"Hi Jewel." He said.
"This is your father." she said.
"No fucking way." I said.
"Language!" she said.
"Sorry, Mom, I guessed you left out the little detail that my dad was the bass player of my favorite band." I said starring at him in shock.
"Now, you know why I don't like the stupid ass band Green Day." she said looking at me.
"Don't you ever fucking diss them in front of me, how dare you. Green Day means more to me than you ever will." I screamed at her forgetting that Mike was there. She slapped me across the face. I put my hand up to my cheek and then got a rage and raised my fist but Mike caught it.
"Does she always hit you like that? Is that were you got that bruise on your cheek?" he said examining my face.
"Yah, but so what I can take her." I snapped back.
"Kathy, you hit her? What the hell is your problem? She is not staying another fucking day with you. Go pack your things Jewel your coming with me." He said looking at me.
"You can't just do that Mike, just because you're a big rock star doesn't mean you can come in and take her away." she said screaming.
"Screw you, and these papers I have say that she can come with me if she wants to. She's old enough to make the decision herself." He screamed back at her putting two sheets of paper in her face.
"But, she's doesn't want to go with you."
"Hell yes I do." I jumped in. "I'm going to get my things and I'm out of here."
"Fine Leave I don't give a shit, don't come crawling back to me when 'Perfect Dad' over here doesn't turn out according to plan." she said screaming.
"FINE!" I screamed.
I ran up stairs to pack my things and I could still hear my parents fighting. I had everything ready in a matter of 30 minutes.
I walked down the steps to see my dad smiling at me and taking my bags.
I looked at my mom and she was totally pissed. I didn't care though I didn't want to have anything to do with her anymore. I didn't even say bye.
Me and my dad walked out of my house and I saw his car. A rental. I put my stuff in the back and jumped in.
We drove off and all I could think about was what had happened in the past hour.
I went from not knowing my dad at all, to finding out my dad was Mike Dirnt and now I'm off to live with him.
I lived in Houston, Texas and I knew that he lived in Oakland.
"Our plane leaves in three hours." He said breaking the silence.
"Oh are we going to Oakland?" I asked.
"Yeah, since the tour is over. I have some time off. Which is good now that you're here?"
I smiled. "How did you get me a ticket? I mean how did you know I was going to be coming with you."
"Your mom told me she had a drinking problem when I called a few months back, and I knew I didn't want you there with her like that. I had a feeling you weren't okay. So, I figured you might want to leave that life and start a new one."
"Well your right about that."
I was talking to this guy like he was just a regular dad and then it snapped, he was Mike Dirnt, I had so many questions.
"I was wondering, can I meet-"
He cut me off laughing, "The band? Yeah, you'll see them everyday pretty much. They are really excited to meet you."
I smiled, "Cool."
We reached the airport. We checked in and the lady at the front told us there was a limit to the bags we checked in.
Mike reminded the lady who he was and she then let us slide by checking in about 5 of my big duffle bags.
"Being famous has its advantages." He said smiling as we walked into a coffee shop.
I forgot he was a coffee freak. Mike bought us some coffee, and we walked to our gate.
We waited at the gate for about 30 minutes. It was weird because a lot of people where asking for autographs and if they could take pictures with him.
We boarded the plane, I got a window seat and Mike sat next to me. I glared out the window, which only seemed minutes to me and I fell asleep. I was shook by Mike telling me time to get off the plane. We got our luggage and we swarmed by some fans that wanted his autograph again.
He signed a few and told them he had to go.
We walked to through the parking lot. His BMW was already there. I just opened my eyes and smiled. I could get used to this I thought.
The drive to his house was long and quiet. I knew that he was nervous about this whole thing.
We reached his house and I got out of the car. OH MY GOD IT WAS HUGE.
"Why is your house so big, I mean it's only you right?" I asked walking in the door.
"Yeah, but I thought, heck Billie and Tre got big houses, I might as well too." He replied. "Come on, your room is upstairs."
He was holding three of my bags and I had two. And my laptop bag. I followed him up the stairs while looking at all the pictures on the wall of the band.
He opened the door to one of the rooms. And walked in and dropped my three bags by the bed. It was gigantic, and I could see there was a bathroom in there.
"It's the second biggest in the house." He said.
"Oh, wow, I mean I could have just crashed on the couch."
"Nonsense, make your self at home. I have wireless internet too." He said looking at my laptop bag. "So, I'm guessing you liked it then?"
"You where the one that sent me it?"
"Your mom didn't tell you?"
"No, she just said it was from her. God she's such a bitch."
He laughed. "It's okay, now you know."
"Yeah"
"Well, I'm off to bed, I haven't had much sleep since yesterday. I'll see you in the morning. And tomorrow you'll meet the guys, so be prepared. Good night sweetie"
"Sweet!!! Night Mike." He smirked at me walking out of the room I think he was upset I didn't call him dad yet but I wasn't used to the idea.
It was 11:00 and I was so tired. I called all my friends to fill them in, they didn't believe me. I told them that I'd send them pictures really soon.
I laid on the bed. It was the most comfortable thing ever. I fell asleep around 11:45.
*The Next Morning*
"Is she dead?" I heard someone say and then I felt a poke at my arm.
I opened my eyes and there stood Tre Cool. I jumped up and almost had a heart attack.
"She's alive, never mind." he said.
"Um Hi," I said stuttering like crazy.
"Hi I'm... Well you already now who I am."
"Hell yeah you're TRE COOL."
"The One and Only."
I laughed and then I realized I was still in bed.
"Do you mind if I freshen up a bit?"
"No go ahead." He said not moving.
"Alone." I snapped.
"Oh yeah, duh, sorry." He said walking out.
I ran in my bathroom and took a shower and jumped out. I got dressed, I wore my Ramones shirt, my blue jeans, and converse. I put some heavy eyeliner on. And went down stairs.
"Morning?" Mike greeted me.
"Good Morning," I replied.
I smelt something burning. "Is something burning?" I asked.
"Oh shit the toast." Tre said.
I giggled until I noticed Billie Joe Armstrong sitting at the table. I froze and he got up and walked towards me.
"Hi, I'm-"
"Billie Joe, I know who you are." I said cutting him off. Oh my god he was even hotter in person.
*Billie's P.O.V*
Dear god she's gorgeous. Blonde hair, green eyes. She's beautiful. But she's Mike's daughter. Damn it. Maybe that won't matter. I've been divorced four months and haven't had a girlfriend in a long time. Snap out of it! Your talking about Mike's daughter.
*End of P.O.V.*
"Yeah. By the way nice shirt." he said tugging at my sleeve.
"Oh thanks." I said smiling and slightly blushing.
"JOEY, JAKOB come here I want you to meet someone." He said shouting.
And in came running Joey and Jakob. They where so adorable.
"This is Joey." Billie said pointing to the taller one.
"Hi" Joey said softly.
"Hey" I said back to him.
"And this is Jakob." He said pointing to the other one.
Jakob hugged me tightly. He was the cutest little thing ever.
"Hi, you're pretty." Jakob said blushing.
"Aww, thank you." I told him hugging him back.
I couldn't take my eyes off of Billie Joe. But whenever he glanced my way I would turn my face the other way.
We where all at the table talking amongst our selves. Well Mike was trying to explain to Billie and Tre everything about our situation and about how my mom abused me and what not. Every few minutes one of them would turn my way and say, "Sorry you had to go through that." and all I said was "It's okay."
I was mostly talking with Joey and Jakob because I was to embarrassed talking to Billie and Tre.
Jakob was interrogating me with questions, and Billie Joe was listening in on them and shaking is head after every question.
"Do you have a boyfriend?" Jakob asked.
"No, I don't." I replied. Then I saw Billie's face light up like a Christmas tree. He just smiled at me in relief. What's going on with him? I thought.
"Will you be my girlfriend?" Jakob asked with a puppy dog face.
"No Jakob, you're too short." Joey said sticking out his tongue at him.
"No, sorry your to young for me." I said giggling.
"Oh, well maybe in a couple of years." He said sadly.
"I don't think so buddy. Let's just stay friends?" I said putting my arm around his shoulder.
"Okay cool. See Joey, she wants to be my friend not yours. Ha ha." He said with pride looking at Joey.
"I'm both you're friends." I said looking at the both of them, they where making faces at each other.
"Okay" they both said in unison.
Later that evening everyone was in the backyard. Mike called some of his friends to come over for a welcome barbeque thing for me. I met the rest of the band and Mike even convinced Anastasia to let Stella come over for the night. She was a doll. I also met Frankito and Ramona. I met Adie too because she came by and picked up the boys. She was really nice too.
I was in the kitchen getting another drink and everyone else was in the backyard. Billie Joe came in the kitchen. I didn't want to look at him because I didn't want to embarrass myself. I walked to the dining room and sat at the table quietly and Billie Joe surprisingly sat down next to me.
"So" he said.
"Yeah so," I said looking at my coke.
"How old are you?" He asked.
"I just turned 17 a few days ago."
"Cool."
"Yeah."
"I really like your eyes, they are beautiful." He said starring into my eyes.
"Oh thanks, they are the same color as yours." I replied.
"Oh yeah true, well then my eyes are beautiful not yours." He said in a cocky voice and sticking out his tongue at me.
"Real mature." I said laughing.
He laughed too.
We sat there talking for a really long time about the stupidest things. He was so funny and amazing. I was falling for him.
I looked at my watch it was 4:00 in the morning and my dad was still in the backyard with Tre and the rest of the other guys. Ramona, Frankito, and Stella had all fell asleep playing ps2 upstairs.
"I'm tired" I said yawning.
"Am I that boring?" Billie Joe said looking at me sadly.
"No, but it's 4:00 in the morning and most normal people are asleep by now." I said giggling.
My dad walked in the dining room where me and Billie where at.
"Billie what are you doing with my daughter." He said in a serious voice.
That's when I noticed Billie's arm on my chair.
"Nothing just talking Mike" he said looking at me.
"Yeah, dad just talking." I said smiling.
"You called me Dad." He said grinning from ear to ear.
"Yeah, I did." I said smiling back.
"It's time for you to be going to bed. It's 4:00 in the morning missy." he said laughing.
"Okay, I'll go in a second." I replied.
"You better," he said walking out of the dining room leaving me and Billie in there alone again.
"Well, I better listen to him, I don't want to misbehave just yet." I said laughing and standing up.
Billie Joe then stood up too. I kissed Billie Joe on the cheek and started on my way until I felt his hand grab my arm. I turned around only to receive a kiss from him. He put his hands on my waist and I put my arms around his neck and kissed him back.
I pulled away blushing, "This isn't right, I mean you're my dad's best friend, and your like 34 years old." I said laughing.
He laughed back and kissed me again. I pulled away and looked at him, and he said, "What if I talk to your dad?"
"Really? I mean, yeah."
"Ok good." He said kissing me again.
"Well good night Billie. See you tomorrow." I walked out of the room and up to my bedroom. I was so excited. I laid on my bed. I couldn't believe what just happened.
*A week later*
Every time me and Billie where alone, we were kissing. I was starting to get ashamed that I was doing that behind my dad's back. But Billie said he would talk to him. So I trusted him.
I was sitting on the couch with my dad watching a movie around noon.
It was really quiet and I could tell something was wrong with my dad because he looked all worried.
"Are you okay dad?" I asked looking at him.
"I'm fine. But we have to talk." He said smiling.
"OK, about what."
"Billie."
"Ok, what about him." I said getting nervous.
"He talked to me yesterday. About... well... the two of you."
"I was going to tell you but he said he-"
"Chill, it's okay" He said cutting me off. "Billie is my best friend, I trust him"
"So, your okay with it?"
"Yeah," He said smiling, "Good thing you didn't fall for Tre, then I'd be worried."
"You don't have to worry about that, Dad." I said laughing. I hugged him tightly and thanked him.
We heard a knock, I jumped up and answered it. It was Billie.
He said Hi, and gave me that "Is it okay?" look,
I nodded at him, he hugged me, picked me up and kissed me passionately.
"Ok, knock it off, I'm in the room." my dad said laughing.
"Sorry, Mike. And thanks dude." Billie said hugging my dad.
"You hurt her, and I hurt you." He snapped back.
"I know I know." He said.
I was in my room, on the computer at 11:45 at night. I had my stereo on full blast. It was blaring Green Day. Which was my all time favorite band. I was chatting to my friends, and browsing around on myspace trying to ignore the fact my mom was downstairs drunk out of her ass.
My bedroom door flew open, "Get you ass off that damn computer and go to bed. Turn down that stupid radio. You know I don't like that fucking band Green Day!!" my mom yelled.
"No, I'm not bothering you and today's Friday so I don't have anything important to do tomorrow! And I don't know why you hate Green Day so much. They are my favorite band and I can play them as loud as I want." I screamed back at her.
"Just turn it down, and go to fucking bed. Your fucking stupid ass birthday is tomorrow and some family is coming over." she screamed.
"FINE! I didn't ask for ya'll to do anything for my birthday. I'd rather sit in my room by myself." I said turning off my computer. I jumped into bed without turning down my radio.
"I wish you where never born. You where a fucking accident and I should have gave you up." she said walking out my room.
"I WISH YOU HAD!!!" I yelled back. But she didn't hear me she had slammed my door behind her.
*Let me fill you in. My name is Jewel, I'm 16 well tomorrow I'll be 17. I live with my mother who is a drunk and beats me most of the time. I never knew my real father. And whenever I asked about him my mom would always changed the subject and then goes to get drunk. I always wondered what he was really like and how my life would probably be so much different if he were in it. But, oh well no chance of that happening. For all I know he could be dead.*
I woke up to my phone ringing, my ring tone was "Holiday" by none other than Green Day.
I answered it. It was my best friend Stephany.
"Hello... " I said half asleep.
"Happy Birthday, Jewel" she said.
"Dude it's probably like 5:00 in the morning. But thanks."
"What? It's noon! Get your ass up. We are going to be at your house in ten minutes!"
"Well, just come in my mom won't care. Who's with you?"
"Martin, Marco, and Brittany. And get up because your family will be there at 2:00."
"Big whoop. I hate family."
"Gosh Jewel why are you like that?"
"None of my family likes me. I hate them all. They suck ass and my mom could care less. So why should I give a shit?"
"We'll talk when we get there. Bye"
"Bye"
My friends are probably what keeps me alive, and Green Day of course. I have OGDD (Obsessive Green Day Disorder) Well at least that's what my friends say. Anyway, when my friends got there we clowned around and talked about the stupid shit ever.
At around 2:00 my family showed up. We had some food that my grandma made and everyone talked for awhile. Me and my friends where off in our own little world making stupid jokes. The only gifts I got where from my friends. Oh well, it didn't bother me. I wasn't expecting anything anyway.
After everyone went home I decided to be nice and help my mom pick up the mess that everyone left. Then the phone rang.
My mom went to answer it and walked into the other room. Of course me being me I waited by the door and listened carefully.
"Hello?... Oh hello Michael... It went fine... She's okay... .No you can't... She doesn't know you... Mike no... You can't do that... But she doesn't even know you... .FINE YOU CAN SEE HER... Are you in town?... Tomorrow at 12.... Okay bye Asshole."
My mom walked out of the room.
"That was... " she said slowly.
"Who?"
"Umm"
"Spit it out god!"
"Your father."
"What? Why?" I stuttered.
"His name is Mike and he calls every year on your birthday and insists he see you. But I never let him, and he knows about my problem and he's threatening to take you from me. He wants to see you tomorrow at noon."
"And you never told me this? How could you? You knew so badly I wanted to meet my biological father and you don't let me? I've went my whole life with out a dad when I could have had one?"
"But-"
"No screw you, I don't want to hear anything from you. "
I ran up to my room and put my American Idiot CD in the radio and played "Wake Me Up When September Ends" I fell asleep and woke up at 11:30 the next morning. I opened my eyes and looked at the clock. Shit he's going to be here in 30 minutes. I got up jumped in the shower quickly and got dressed into my favorite Green Day t-shirt and tight black jeans, and my converse. I put some heavy eyeliner on. I looked at the clock... it was 11:55 and I ran downstairs and sat on the couch. I don't know why I was so excited to meet this guy, I mean he was my father and I was going to meet him. What if I don't like him? Oh well. No turning back now. The doorbell rang.
My mom answered it, and I took a deep breath.
"Come in." I heard her say.
I looked towards the door, and my mouth dropped. I couldn't even talk. It was Mike Dirnt.
I walked to my mom very slowly.
"There's a mistake, Mom this is Mike FREAKING Dirnt." I said shaking.
"Hi Jewel." He said.
"This is your father." she said.
"No fucking way." I said.
"Language!" she said.
"Sorry, Mom, I guessed you left out the little detail that my dad was the bass player of my favorite band." I said starring at him in shock.
"Now, you know why I don't like the stupid ass band Green Day." she said looking at me.
"Don't you ever fucking diss them in front of me, how dare you. Green Day means more to me than you ever will." I screamed at her forgetting that Mike was there. She slapped me across the face. I put my hand up to my cheek and then got a rage and raised my fist but Mike caught it.
"Does she always hit you like that? Is that were you got that bruise on your cheek?" he said examining my face.
"Yah, but so what I can take her." I snapped back.
"Kathy, you hit her? What the hell is your problem? She is not staying another fucking day with you. Go pack your things Jewel your coming with me." He said looking at me.
"You can't just do that Mike, just because you're a big rock star doesn't mean you can come in and take her away." she said screaming.
"Screw you, and these papers I have say that she can come with me if she wants to. She's old enough to make the decision herself." He screamed back at her putting two sheets of paper in her face.
"But, she's doesn't want to go with you."
"Hell yes I do." I jumped in. "I'm going to get my things and I'm out of here."
"Fine Leave I don't give a shit, don't come crawling back to me when 'Perfect Dad' over here doesn't turn out according to plan." she said screaming.
"FINE!" I screamed.
I ran up stairs to pack my things and I could still hear my parents fighting. I had everything ready in a matter of 30 minutes.
I walked down the steps to see my dad smiling at me and taking my bags.
I looked at my mom and she was totally pissed. I didn't care though I didn't want to have anything to do with her anymore. I didn't even say bye.
Me and my dad walked out of my house and I saw his car. A rental. I put my stuff in the back and jumped in.
We drove off and all I could think about was what had happened in the past hour.
I went from not knowing my dad at all, to finding out my dad was Mike Dirnt and now I'm off to live with him.
I lived in Houston, Texas and I knew that he lived in Oakland.
"Our plane leaves in three hours." He said breaking the silence.
"Oh are we going to Oakland?" I asked.
"Yeah, since the tour is over. I have some time off. Which is good now that you're here?"
I smiled. "How did you get me a ticket? I mean how did you know I was going to be coming with you."
"Your mom told me she had a drinking problem when I called a few months back, and I knew I didn't want you there with her like that. I had a feeling you weren't okay. So, I figured you might want to leave that life and start a new one."
"Well your right about that."
I was talking to this guy like he was just a regular dad and then it snapped, he was Mike Dirnt, I had so many questions.
"I was wondering, can I meet-"
He cut me off laughing, "The band? Yeah, you'll see them everyday pretty much. They are really excited to meet you."
I smiled, "Cool."
We reached the airport. We checked in and the lady at the front told us there was a limit to the bags we checked in.
Mike reminded the lady who he was and she then let us slide by checking in about 5 of my big duffle bags.
"Being famous has its advantages." He said smiling as we walked into a coffee shop.
I forgot he was a coffee freak. Mike bought us some coffee, and we walked to our gate.
We waited at the gate for about 30 minutes. It was weird because a lot of people where asking for autographs and if they could take pictures with him.
We boarded the plane, I got a window seat and Mike sat next to me. I glared out the window, which only seemed minutes to me and I fell asleep. I was shook by Mike telling me time to get off the plane. We got our luggage and we swarmed by some fans that wanted his autograph again.
He signed a few and told them he had to go.
We walked to through the parking lot. His BMW was already there. I just opened my eyes and smiled. I could get used to this I thought.
The drive to his house was long and quiet. I knew that he was nervous about this whole thing.
We reached his house and I got out of the car. OH MY GOD IT WAS HUGE.
"Why is your house so big, I mean it's only you right?" I asked walking in the door.
"Yeah, but I thought, heck Billie and Tre got big houses, I might as well too." He replied. "Come on, your room is upstairs."
He was holding three of my bags and I had two. And my laptop bag. I followed him up the stairs while looking at all the pictures on the wall of the band.
He opened the door to one of the rooms. And walked in and dropped my three bags by the bed. It was gigantic, and I could see there was a bathroom in there.
"It's the second biggest in the house." He said.
"Oh, wow, I mean I could have just crashed on the couch."
"Nonsense, make your self at home. I have wireless internet too." He said looking at my laptop bag. "So, I'm guessing you liked it then?"
"You where the one that sent me it?"
"Your mom didn't tell you?"
"No, she just said it was from her. God she's such a bitch."
He laughed. "It's okay, now you know."
"Yeah"
"Well, I'm off to bed, I haven't had much sleep since yesterday. I'll see you in the morning. And tomorrow you'll meet the guys, so be prepared. Good night sweetie"
"Sweet!!! Night Mike." He smirked at me walking out of the room I think he was upset I didn't call him dad yet but I wasn't used to the idea.
It was 11:00 and I was so tired. I called all my friends to fill them in, they didn't believe me. I told them that I'd send them pictures really soon.
I laid on the bed. It was the most comfortable thing ever. I fell asleep around 11:45.
*The Next Morning*
"Is she dead?" I heard someone say and then I felt a poke at my arm.
I opened my eyes and there stood Tre Cool. I jumped up and almost had a heart attack.
"She's alive, never mind." he said.
"Um Hi," I said stuttering like crazy.
"Hi I'm... Well you already now who I am."
"Hell yeah you're TRE COOL."
"The One and Only."
I laughed and then I realized I was still in bed.
"Do you mind if I freshen up a bit?"
"No go ahead." He said not moving.
"Alone." I snapped.
"Oh yeah, duh, sorry." He said walking out.
I ran in my bathroom and took a shower and jumped out. I got dressed, I wore my Ramones shirt, my blue jeans, and converse. I put some heavy eyeliner on. And went down stairs.
"Morning?" Mike greeted me.
"Good Morning," I replied.
I smelt something burning. "Is something burning?" I asked.
"Oh shit the toast." Tre said.
I giggled until I noticed Billie Joe Armstrong sitting at the table. I froze and he got up and walked towards me.
"Hi, I'm-"
"Billie Joe, I know who you are." I said cutting him off. Oh my god he was even hotter in person.
*Billie's P.O.V*
Dear god she's gorgeous. Blonde hair, green eyes. She's beautiful. But she's Mike's daughter. Damn it. Maybe that won't matter. I've been divorced four months and haven't had a girlfriend in a long time. Snap out of it! Your talking about Mike's daughter.
*End of P.O.V.*
"Yeah. By the way nice shirt." he said tugging at my sleeve.
"Oh thanks." I said smiling and slightly blushing.
"JOEY, JAKOB come here I want you to meet someone." He said shouting.
And in came running Joey and Jakob. They where so adorable.
"This is Joey." Billie said pointing to the taller one.
"Hi" Joey said softly.
"Hey" I said back to him.
"And this is Jakob." He said pointing to the other one.
Jakob hugged me tightly. He was the cutest little thing ever.
"Hi, you're pretty." Jakob said blushing.
"Aww, thank you." I told him hugging him back.
I couldn't take my eyes off of Billie Joe. But whenever he glanced my way I would turn my face the other way.
We where all at the table talking amongst our selves. Well Mike was trying to explain to Billie and Tre everything about our situation and about how my mom abused me and what not. Every few minutes one of them would turn my way and say, "Sorry you had to go through that." and all I said was "It's okay."
I was mostly talking with Joey and Jakob because I was to embarrassed talking to Billie and Tre.
Jakob was interrogating me with questions, and Billie Joe was listening in on them and shaking is head after every question.
"Do you have a boyfriend?" Jakob asked.
"No, I don't." I replied. Then I saw Billie's face light up like a Christmas tree. He just smiled at me in relief. What's going on with him? I thought.
"Will you be my girlfriend?" Jakob asked with a puppy dog face.
"No Jakob, you're too short." Joey said sticking out his tongue at him.
"No, sorry your to young for me." I said giggling.
"Oh, well maybe in a couple of years." He said sadly.
"I don't think so buddy. Let's just stay friends?" I said putting my arm around his shoulder.
"Okay cool. See Joey, she wants to be my friend not yours. Ha ha." He said with pride looking at Joey.
"I'm both you're friends." I said looking at the both of them, they where making faces at each other.
"Okay" they both said in unison.
Later that evening everyone was in the backyard. Mike called some of his friends to come over for a welcome barbeque thing for me. I met the rest of the band and Mike even convinced Anastasia to let Stella come over for the night. She was a doll. I also met Frankito and Ramona. I met Adie too because she came by and picked up the boys. She was really nice too.
I was in the kitchen getting another drink and everyone else was in the backyard. Billie Joe came in the kitchen. I didn't want to look at him because I didn't want to embarrass myself. I walked to the dining room and sat at the table quietly and Billie Joe surprisingly sat down next to me.
"So" he said.
"Yeah so," I said looking at my coke.
"How old are you?" He asked.
"I just turned 17 a few days ago."
"Cool."
"Yeah."
"I really like your eyes, they are beautiful." He said starring into my eyes.
"Oh thanks, they are the same color as yours." I replied.
"Oh yeah true, well then my eyes are beautiful not yours." He said in a cocky voice and sticking out his tongue at me.
"Real mature." I said laughing.
He laughed too.
We sat there talking for a really long time about the stupidest things. He was so funny and amazing. I was falling for him.
I looked at my watch it was 4:00 in the morning and my dad was still in the backyard with Tre and the rest of the other guys. Ramona, Frankito, and Stella had all fell asleep playing ps2 upstairs.
"I'm tired" I said yawning.
"Am I that boring?" Billie Joe said looking at me sadly.
"No, but it's 4:00 in the morning and most normal people are asleep by now." I said giggling.
My dad walked in the dining room where me and Billie where at.
"Billie what are you doing with my daughter." He said in a serious voice.
That's when I noticed Billie's arm on my chair.
"Nothing just talking Mike" he said looking at me.
"Yeah, dad just talking." I said smiling.
"You called me Dad." He said grinning from ear to ear.
"Yeah, I did." I said smiling back.
"It's time for you to be going to bed. It's 4:00 in the morning missy." he said laughing.
"Okay, I'll go in a second." I replied.
"You better," he said walking out of the dining room leaving me and Billie in there alone again.
"Well, I better listen to him, I don't want to misbehave just yet." I said laughing and standing up.
Billie Joe then stood up too. I kissed Billie Joe on the cheek and started on my way until I felt his hand grab my arm. I turned around only to receive a kiss from him. He put his hands on my waist and I put my arms around his neck and kissed him back.
I pulled away blushing, "This isn't right, I mean you're my dad's best friend, and your like 34 years old." I said laughing.
He laughed back and kissed me again. I pulled away and looked at him, and he said, "What if I talk to your dad?"
"Really? I mean, yeah."
"Ok good." He said kissing me again.
"Well good night Billie. See you tomorrow." I walked out of the room and up to my bedroom. I was so excited. I laid on my bed. I couldn't believe what just happened.
*A week later*
Every time me and Billie where alone, we were kissing. I was starting to get ashamed that I was doing that behind my dad's back. But Billie said he would talk to him. So I trusted him.
I was sitting on the couch with my dad watching a movie around noon.
It was really quiet and I could tell something was wrong with my dad because he looked all worried.
"Are you okay dad?" I asked looking at him.
"I'm fine. But we have to talk." He said smiling.
"OK, about what."
"Billie."
"Ok, what about him." I said getting nervous.
"He talked to me yesterday. About... well... the two of you."
"I was going to tell you but he said he-"
"Chill, it's okay" He said cutting me off. "Billie is my best friend, I trust him"
"So, your okay with it?"
"Yeah," He said smiling, "Good thing you didn't fall for Tre, then I'd be worried."
"You don't have to worry about that, Dad." I said laughing. I hugged him tightly and thanked him.
We heard a knock, I jumped up and answered it. It was Billie.
He said Hi, and gave me that "Is it okay?" look,
I nodded at him, he hugged me, picked me up and kissed me passionately.
"Ok, knock it off, I'm in the room." my dad said laughing.
"Sorry, Mike. And thanks dude." Billie said hugging my dad.
"You hurt her, and I hurt you." He snapped back.
"I know I know." He said.
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