Welcome To New York!, chapter 1
"I've heard the same thing before. Don't you think I get it?" I scream at my dad. Once again he is lecturing me on why you shouldn't cut yourself.
"Well you obviously didn't get it!" he snaps at me. I just can't take him. He thinks he knows everything that's going on in my life but he doesn't.
"Fine have it your way!" I screamed as I walked up the stairs.
That night i called my mom. She was working so I left her a message to tell her that I loved her. I grabbed my backpack and stuffed it with clothes. I took my ipod out of its docking station and put it in my pocket. I put my Green Day sweatshirt on and left a note for my sister. I opened the door and walked to the Starbucks near by. I called for a cab and got a cup of coffee. the cab took me to the airport.
I got a ticket to New York and waited with my hood over my head. I had Basket Case blaring in my ears. Some body sat next to me. I didn't want to look up but i did any way.
"Oh My God! Y-you're Mike Dirnt," I said slowly. He looked at me and looked like he was going to start talking but something held him back. I had my sleeves pulled up so anybody could see my cuts and bruises. I pulled them down and looked away.
"Doesn't it hurt when you that?" he said slowly.
"Not really," I said.
"Mike lets go we got to go," a voice said. It was the best drummer in the world Tre Cool. I got up and started to walk to my gate.
"Wait where are you going?" Mike asked.
"New York," I said as I walked away. "Really? That's where we are going." He smiled.
Mike, Tre, Billie Joe, and I got on the plane. I sat between Mike and Billie Joe. I put my Ipod back on.
"So you like Basket Case?" Billie said. "
Yeah it's my favorite song," I said. It was really hot so I took off my sweatshirt. I forgot about my cuts and bruises.
"Ouch did those hurt?" Billie Joe asked. "
Oops," I said. I put my sweatshirt back on
It was now 5 pm and we had been in the air for two hours. I had my Ipod in my ears for all of that time. Then i started to fall asleep. My head fell on Mike's shoulder. He just left it there. I woke up with Tre shaking me.
Mike got my backpack from the top of the plane.
"Where do you plan on going?" Tre asked.
"I don't know right now," I said staring at the converse I had on.
"She's coming to stay with me," Mike said.
"What?" Tre and I said at the same time.
"Is that alright with you?" he asked me.
"I guess that's alright," I said jumping on the inside like a little bunny.
Then my phone rang. "Hello," I said, "Sam is that you? Where are you?" My mom said.
"I am with Mike Dirnt in New York. I'm sorry mom. I just had to go away for a little while. I love you," I said. Then my phone died.
"Let's go to the hotel," Mike said. He took me by the hand and walked me to the limo.
"Well you obviously didn't get it!" he snaps at me. I just can't take him. He thinks he knows everything that's going on in my life but he doesn't.
"Fine have it your way!" I screamed as I walked up the stairs.
That night i called my mom. She was working so I left her a message to tell her that I loved her. I grabbed my backpack and stuffed it with clothes. I took my ipod out of its docking station and put it in my pocket. I put my Green Day sweatshirt on and left a note for my sister. I opened the door and walked to the Starbucks near by. I called for a cab and got a cup of coffee. the cab took me to the airport.
I got a ticket to New York and waited with my hood over my head. I had Basket Case blaring in my ears. Some body sat next to me. I didn't want to look up but i did any way.
"Oh My God! Y-you're Mike Dirnt," I said slowly. He looked at me and looked like he was going to start talking but something held him back. I had my sleeves pulled up so anybody could see my cuts and bruises. I pulled them down and looked away.
"Doesn't it hurt when you that?" he said slowly.
"Not really," I said.
"Mike lets go we got to go," a voice said. It was the best drummer in the world Tre Cool. I got up and started to walk to my gate.
"Wait where are you going?" Mike asked.
"New York," I said as I walked away. "Really? That's where we are going." He smiled.
Mike, Tre, Billie Joe, and I got on the plane. I sat between Mike and Billie Joe. I put my Ipod back on.
"So you like Basket Case?" Billie said. "
Yeah it's my favorite song," I said. It was really hot so I took off my sweatshirt. I forgot about my cuts and bruises.
"Ouch did those hurt?" Billie Joe asked. "
Oops," I said. I put my sweatshirt back on
It was now 5 pm and we had been in the air for two hours. I had my Ipod in my ears for all of that time. Then i started to fall asleep. My head fell on Mike's shoulder. He just left it there. I woke up with Tre shaking me.
Mike got my backpack from the top of the plane.
"Where do you plan on going?" Tre asked.
"I don't know right now," I said staring at the converse I had on.
"She's coming to stay with me," Mike said.
"What?" Tre and I said at the same time.
"Is that alright with you?" he asked me.
"I guess that's alright," I said jumping on the inside like a little bunny.
Then my phone rang. "Hello," I said, "Sam is that you? Where are you?" My mom said.
"I am with Mike Dirnt in New York. I'm sorry mom. I just had to go away for a little while. I love you," I said. Then my phone died.
"Let's go to the hotel," Mike said. He took me by the hand and walked me to the limo.
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