Try Honesty., chapter 1
"Beep Beep Beep!" That'd be my alarm clock. Brilliant.
I rolled over and basically just punched the thing. I wasn't in the mood to get up, it was a Saturday and I was getting up at 7 in the morning, didn't remember why I was getting up this damn early.
"Emma, get up now! Ted needs help with the car!" My mum shouted from downstairs.
"Oh fuck" I gave a huge sigh and rolled over.
"I mean it, if you're not down here in 10 minutes I'm gonna go ape shit!"
Not many people can say there mums as cool as mine. It sounds sad but whatever; it's true.
"Okay!" I shouted and chucked back my covers.
I walked through to the bathroom, it as an en-suite, and looked in the mirror. My shoulder-length brown hair was all messed up and my usually bright blue eyes were looking extremely tired. No wonder. I picked up my toothbrush and brushed my teeth then splashed some water on my face. Walked back through to my room and opened up my closet, packed full of black and some odd bits of colour. I picked out some faded and torn blue jeans and a black strappy top. It was freaking roasting outside, well so the weather dude said on T.V, I decided to trust him, he dressed pretty wicked after all. Couldn't be arsed putting make-up on, it was just eyeliner anyways and I was only going to help my dad.
"Meh, bacon me woman" I said, sitting down on one of our stools to the breakfast bar.
"Most other 15 year olds wouldn't talk to their mother like that y'know?"
"I'm not most other 15 year olds" I said smirking.
"Haha. Sure Emma"
"Mwhahahaahaaah. Bacon, NOW!"
"What's the magic word?" She asked.
"Abracadabra?"
"No but for being stupid I'll give you some breakfast"
"Thanks mum, I love you too"
"Uh-huh" She turned round and continued making breakfast.
I ate so fast; I could have choked, really. After I was done I walked over to the front door and shoved on a pair of shoes, black of course. I headed outside and walked over to the garage to help my dad, and who ever said I wasn't a good daughter? Don't even bother. I'm amazing. It's just my step-dad what a cock, I hate him total loads.
"Alright, you've got small hands, reach into that and see if you get your hands chopped off then, oh well, too bad" He said, he was being serious too, what a fucker. Grrr.
"Haha, very funny" I said, you could hear the sarcasm in my voice but I don't think he cared at all.
"Don't even need your help anyways," He snarled.
"Fine, I'm off then" I snapped back and slammed the door behind me.
I was so pissed off, I got this every day, a fucking moron telling me that I was a complete failure. I'm not even his kid! Greg is though. My stepbrother, there's another shit head. Aaaargh! I was just so angry. Luckily I have someone to always help me, well not just one, but three. The three most amazing guys on this planet. Billie Joe, Mike and Tre. My best friends, ever. I walked and walked until me feet were just too damn sore. I decided the best bet was to go to Tre's, they would be having band practice and Tre's was the best place to go because he has the drum-kit.
Oh by the by, they have a band, Green Day.
I walked up to Tre's front door and knocked as hard as I could, my knuckles hurt after but it would be the only way that they would be able to hear me. Sure as anything Billie came to the door and took one look at my face.
"Step-dad?" He asked...
"You know it, sorry, I don't have anywhere else to go" I said.
"What the hell?" He asked in shock. "I'm always here for you, me and the others, you know that Emz."
"Thanks Billie" I smiled and hugged him.
"You're coming in yeah?"
"Course"
I walked in to see Mike plucking random noted on his bass and Tre sitting looking rather happy at his drum-kit.
"EMZZZZ!" Tre shouted with a huge cheesy grin on his face.
"Hey Tre! Hey Mike!" I said while smiling.
"Hiya Emma, what's up?" Mike asked me.
"Just needed to get away from my dad, as per usual," I said, getting annoyed again.
"Oh right, you know that man needs to get a fucking grip" Mike said.
"Hahaha. Damn right Mike" I laughed again and sat on the rather funky looking couch Tre had in his room.
"So Emz, you up for coffee after were finished?" Bille gave me a huge smile, he knows it cheers me up whenever he smiles. He was the person I was closest to. I don't know how it happened, but we just got so close over the past year or so.
"Yeah sure" I smiled back.
They jammed for about another half hour when Tre decided he needed a muffin or some sort of cake. He's a complete sugar addict. Made him act weird but I loved him anyways. Plus he's damn funny when he gets mega high.
We walked to the coffee shop in the town centre; it wasn't too far away from Tre's house. Tre lived quite a bit away from the rest of us, near Mike though, where as Billie lived across the street from me. It was great.
We walked into the coffee shop and went straight to the counter, where we all ordered coffee but Tre added 3 muffins and a chocolate cake on top of that, he had one hell of an appetite, but then again so did I and I had no problem admitting it. We all sat on the nice comfy chairs and sipped our coffee, and well yeah, Tre gobbled cake.
"Y'know what?" Tre said, mouthful of muffin.
"What?" I asked.
"We haven't had an all together sleepover in aaaaages"
"True" Billie said.
"Wait... Your not gonna be pervy again Tre?" I asked him.
"Ahahahaha" He stopped and straightened up. "Course not Emz," And then smiled.
"Don't trust you... but I'm up for it" I smiled.
"Yeah, how about tonight? Well if that's alright with everyone's rents" Mike said.
"YESSSS!" Tre punched the air. I couldn't help but laugh.
"Alright, at mine, 9 PM, be there or be square" Billie announced.
"Haha, square" Tre said giggling.
We all finished up and walked back to Tre's, except Mike who went home. Me and Billie decided to go home for dinner, plus Tre was getting a little bit more than freaky when he announced he was going up-stairs to bang on his drums and some other stuff, I got scared so me and Billie jumped at the chance to go home.
"You coming tonight yeah?" Billie asked me, I turned round to look at him.
"Of course, wouldn't miss it" I smiled back at him.
"Great, well I'll come see you later, like before the sleepover?"
"Yeah of course Billie! Your always welcome"
"Brilliant, well I'll see ya soon"
"Okay Billie" I smiled and he hugged me goodbye.
"Bye Emz!"
"See ya later"
I walked back to my house and prepared for the drama to unfold, fucking great.
I rolled over and basically just punched the thing. I wasn't in the mood to get up, it was a Saturday and I was getting up at 7 in the morning, didn't remember why I was getting up this damn early.
"Emma, get up now! Ted needs help with the car!" My mum shouted from downstairs.
"Oh fuck" I gave a huge sigh and rolled over.
"I mean it, if you're not down here in 10 minutes I'm gonna go ape shit!"
Not many people can say there mums as cool as mine. It sounds sad but whatever; it's true.
"Okay!" I shouted and chucked back my covers.
I walked through to the bathroom, it as an en-suite, and looked in the mirror. My shoulder-length brown hair was all messed up and my usually bright blue eyes were looking extremely tired. No wonder. I picked up my toothbrush and brushed my teeth then splashed some water on my face. Walked back through to my room and opened up my closet, packed full of black and some odd bits of colour. I picked out some faded and torn blue jeans and a black strappy top. It was freaking roasting outside, well so the weather dude said on T.V, I decided to trust him, he dressed pretty wicked after all. Couldn't be arsed putting make-up on, it was just eyeliner anyways and I was only going to help my dad.
"Meh, bacon me woman" I said, sitting down on one of our stools to the breakfast bar.
"Most other 15 year olds wouldn't talk to their mother like that y'know?"
"I'm not most other 15 year olds" I said smirking.
"Haha. Sure Emma"
"Mwhahahaahaaah. Bacon, NOW!"
"What's the magic word?" She asked.
"Abracadabra?"
"No but for being stupid I'll give you some breakfast"
"Thanks mum, I love you too"
"Uh-huh" She turned round and continued making breakfast.
I ate so fast; I could have choked, really. After I was done I walked over to the front door and shoved on a pair of shoes, black of course. I headed outside and walked over to the garage to help my dad, and who ever said I wasn't a good daughter? Don't even bother. I'm amazing. It's just my step-dad what a cock, I hate him total loads.
"Alright, you've got small hands, reach into that and see if you get your hands chopped off then, oh well, too bad" He said, he was being serious too, what a fucker. Grrr.
"Haha, very funny" I said, you could hear the sarcasm in my voice but I don't think he cared at all.
"Don't even need your help anyways," He snarled.
"Fine, I'm off then" I snapped back and slammed the door behind me.
I was so pissed off, I got this every day, a fucking moron telling me that I was a complete failure. I'm not even his kid! Greg is though. My stepbrother, there's another shit head. Aaaargh! I was just so angry. Luckily I have someone to always help me, well not just one, but three. The three most amazing guys on this planet. Billie Joe, Mike and Tre. My best friends, ever. I walked and walked until me feet were just too damn sore. I decided the best bet was to go to Tre's, they would be having band practice and Tre's was the best place to go because he has the drum-kit.
Oh by the by, they have a band, Green Day.
I walked up to Tre's front door and knocked as hard as I could, my knuckles hurt after but it would be the only way that they would be able to hear me. Sure as anything Billie came to the door and took one look at my face.
"Step-dad?" He asked...
"You know it, sorry, I don't have anywhere else to go" I said.
"What the hell?" He asked in shock. "I'm always here for you, me and the others, you know that Emz."
"Thanks Billie" I smiled and hugged him.
"You're coming in yeah?"
"Course"
I walked in to see Mike plucking random noted on his bass and Tre sitting looking rather happy at his drum-kit.
"EMZZZZ!" Tre shouted with a huge cheesy grin on his face.
"Hey Tre! Hey Mike!" I said while smiling.
"Hiya Emma, what's up?" Mike asked me.
"Just needed to get away from my dad, as per usual," I said, getting annoyed again.
"Oh right, you know that man needs to get a fucking grip" Mike said.
"Hahaha. Damn right Mike" I laughed again and sat on the rather funky looking couch Tre had in his room.
"So Emz, you up for coffee after were finished?" Bille gave me a huge smile, he knows it cheers me up whenever he smiles. He was the person I was closest to. I don't know how it happened, but we just got so close over the past year or so.
"Yeah sure" I smiled back.
They jammed for about another half hour when Tre decided he needed a muffin or some sort of cake. He's a complete sugar addict. Made him act weird but I loved him anyways. Plus he's damn funny when he gets mega high.
We walked to the coffee shop in the town centre; it wasn't too far away from Tre's house. Tre lived quite a bit away from the rest of us, near Mike though, where as Billie lived across the street from me. It was great.
We walked into the coffee shop and went straight to the counter, where we all ordered coffee but Tre added 3 muffins and a chocolate cake on top of that, he had one hell of an appetite, but then again so did I and I had no problem admitting it. We all sat on the nice comfy chairs and sipped our coffee, and well yeah, Tre gobbled cake.
"Y'know what?" Tre said, mouthful of muffin.
"What?" I asked.
"We haven't had an all together sleepover in aaaaages"
"True" Billie said.
"Wait... Your not gonna be pervy again Tre?" I asked him.
"Ahahahaha" He stopped and straightened up. "Course not Emz," And then smiled.
"Don't trust you... but I'm up for it" I smiled.
"Yeah, how about tonight? Well if that's alright with everyone's rents" Mike said.
"YESSSS!" Tre punched the air. I couldn't help but laugh.
"Alright, at mine, 9 PM, be there or be square" Billie announced.
"Haha, square" Tre said giggling.
We all finished up and walked back to Tre's, except Mike who went home. Me and Billie decided to go home for dinner, plus Tre was getting a little bit more than freaky when he announced he was going up-stairs to bang on his drums and some other stuff, I got scared so me and Billie jumped at the chance to go home.
"You coming tonight yeah?" Billie asked me, I turned round to look at him.
"Of course, wouldn't miss it" I smiled back at him.
"Great, well I'll come see you later, like before the sleepover?"
"Yeah of course Billie! Your always welcome"
"Brilliant, well I'll see ya soon"
"Okay Billie" I smiled and he hugged me goodbye.
"Bye Emz!"
"See ya later"
I walked back to my house and prepared for the drama to unfold, fucking great.
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