Never Say Forever 'Cause Nothing Lasts, chapter 1
Hya diary, you're a fuckface!
Yeah, that sounds just about right. Hi, my name is Billie Joe Armstrong and my mom bought you for me a couple of years ago and now I'm deciding to use you. You are my diary. Ha ha! I own you Dickhead! Nya nya! You can't talk back!
Anyways, I suppose I should tell you all about ME because this is my first entry.
Name: Billie Joe
Age: Not telling...
Location: Right here Dumbass! Where the fuck are you?!
Eyes: Greeeeeeeeen (Whoo!)
Hair: Reddish brown I guess...
Other shit that no one really cares about: I play the guitar and my Dad died when I was ten. My best friends are Mike and Tré and my school sucks ass-
Billie Joe stopped writing and looked up as the sound of someone climbing the stairs met his ears. He quickly closed the small book and shoved it out of sight as he heard footsteps approach his room. The door opened and Billie Joe's mother walked in.
"Hey Billie, c'mon downstairs for breakfast. I made waffles," Ollie said with a smile at her son who was sitting up in his bed and stretching his arms in the air.
"M'kay Mom," Billie Joe said with a yawn.
Ollie smiled and closed the door behind her as she left the room. Billie Joe sighed and pushed back the covers of his bed. He pulled on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt over his boxers and slowly made his way downstairs. The smell of waffles wafting from the kitchen lured him in.
"Hey Bill," Mike mumbled as he swallowed a mouthful of fresh waffles and Billie Joe entered the kitchen.
"Hey Mike," Billie muttered back and flopped down in his seat as his mother placed a plate of steaming waffles in front of him.
Billie Joe ate in silence, thinking about the strange dream he had last night involving leprechauns and evil fairy lights and soon found himself, and Mike being pushed out the front door as the bus pulled to a stop at the roadside.
Billie and Mike walked straight to the very back of the school bus, hoping nobody would notice them to much, but, the school bitch stood up and brushed past Billie shoulder as he made his way towards the back.
"God! Watch where you're going you stoned freak!" Melissa exclaimed as Billie Joe ignored her and slouched in the back seat of the bus.
At school, Billie Joe and Mike decided that they would rather not go to the science labs for first period, and walked out into the sunshine, where they leaned against the wall of the school building and sighed.
"I hate this place," Mike muttered as he looked around the school grounds.
Billie Joe wasn't paying attention. A girl was walking towards them from the road. She wasn't really walking towards them specifically; she was just headed their way with intention to pass. She had long black hair with green and blue streaks which fell in a sort of emo way. She had long black and pick striped socks which showed through the holes in her black skinny jeans and black converse all stars. She had a studded belt and a Ramones t-shirt with a black jacket over the top that had a sort of bikey look about it.
Billie smiled to himself as he watched the girl look around at the school grounds and continue to walk.
"Yo, fresh meat," Billie sneered as she passed them.
The girl glanced at them, "Go and fuck yourself," she muttered, flipping them off.
Mike's head shot up in surprise as the girl kept walking, her bag slung over her shoulder. Billie Joe ran after her; she seemed like his type of girl: rebellious and cool.
"That's not a very nice thing to say," he said pathetically as he reached the girl and slowed to a walk at her pace.
The girl smirked, "Yeah, that's why I said it."
Mike grinned as he also walked beside the girl, "So you're new here?"
The girl looked over at him, "You retarded? Yes, of course I'm new here! I just moved here with my Mom."
Billie couldn't help but snigger when she called Mike retarded. The girl looked over at him and smiled. She had an amazing smile, which seemed to light up the whole of her face, "So what's your names then?"
Billie Joe grinned, "I'm Billie Joe, this is my friend, Mike."
Mike smiled, "What's your name?"
The girl stopped in her tracks, "I don't have one."
Billie Joe pulled a confused expression at Mike, "What do ya mean?"
The girl sighed and dumped her bag on the ground; she collapsed next to it and stared down at the black Chuck Taylors on her feet as she brought her knees up to her chest and began to cry into them. Mike and Billie Joe crouched down next to her.
The girl looked up at them and smiled weakly, more tears filling her soft green eyes, "I don't consider myself a human being. I don't even regard myself as a real existence. Y'see, my Dad had a case of beer. He met my Mom on the street and offered her a ride home, then got her drunk and I was the result. He was decent enough to marry her, but then got a divorce when I was five. My half brother left and my Dad took all the money my Mom had and went off to England with some random ho. Last I heard, he was at the bar doing himself in after wandering around and starting a new family every 3 years. I moved here with my Mom and now we're here. New school. New life. It sucks. All my friends are back home. My life is back home with them. My mom isn't very well either. She's an alcoholic and married to some guy called Brad and they get drunk together, so that really doesn't help matters." The girl looked up at the two boys and smiled at them weakly again as their eyes met hers and filled with sympathy, "My friends call me...Whatsername."
"And just what are you doing out of class?!" s shrill voice screeched from behind them.
Billie Joe, Mike and Whatsername all spun around and saw the school principal standing behind them, her hands on her hips.
"Er..." is all that Mike and Billie Joe could come up with as they stared up at the infuriated woman.
"I dropped my stuff and they were just helping me pick it up," Whatsername said quickly.
The woman frowned as the two boys on either side of Whatsername nodded and smiled innocently, "You boys have a bad reputation for skipping class. If I see it happening again, detention. Understood?!" Billie and Mike nodded. The principal smiled sweetly at Whatsername, "And who might you be young lady?"
Whatsername smirked, "Your worst nightmare," she muttered so only Mike and Billie Joe could hear her, then added a little louder, "I'm Whatsername."
The principal frowned confusedly and turned to Billie and Mike, "What's her name?"
"You just said it," Billie Joe replied with a roll of his eyes.
The woman scowled and looked at Mike, "Mr Pritchard?"
"Whatsername...that's it," Mike said as Whatsername held back a laugh and whispered to Billie, "Bitchard."
The principal wrinkled her nose, making her face look even more toad-like as Billie Joe snorted in an attempt to withhold his laughter, "What was that Mr. Armstrong?"
Whatsername grinned and said in a very sweet and innocent voice, "Nothing."
"Oh...well, my name is Ms Ling. I am the principal of this beautiful school and I advise that you stay away from these boys. The may not be a good influence on you and may draw you away from your studies."
Whatsername just smiled, "Oh no, that's okay. I've already been kicked out of every school I've ever gone to. They can't possibly do anything worse than what I did."
Ms. Ling raised a very bushy eyebrow, "And what might that be?"
Whatsername bit back a laugh and began to speak as though she were reading off a list, "Egging teachers, swearing, burning things, being disruptive, openly mocking the staff and the students and the school guests, not participating in activities, being over-enthusiastic (Whatsername rolled her eyes), "bullying" (she made quotation marks with her fingers), contradicting staff members, doing drugs, bringing alcohol to class, vandalizing school property, vandalizing and stealing others' property, destroying classroom and library resources, putting things in teacher's drinks, planting drugs on staff and students, blowing up the groundskeeper's house-"
"That is quite enough Miss-" Ms Ling cut in with shock as Billie Joe and Mike bit back their laughter, "I'm sorry...I'm not sure I quite caught your name?"
Whatsername smirked and rolled her eyes, "WHAT-SER-NAME!!" she said very slowly, loudly and clearly, "It's not that hard, honestly."
Ms Ling opened her mouth, then shut it again and wrinkled up her nose again as though a bad smell was wafting right beneath her. She sighed, "Miss...What ever your name is (Whatsername rolled her eyes again) I think you may need self-esteem classes to help boost your confidence."
"I don't think it's a self-esteem problem she's got. I think she's pretty proud of herself!" Billie Joe blurted out. Mike started laughing.
"And for your cheek, all three of you can be here for detention on Saturday. Good day."
Ms Ling turned around and left as the bell rang out, fortunately for Whatsername, blocking out all the swearing and insults she was saying at the principal's back. Mike and Billie Joe were rolling on the ground laughing as Ms Ling turned the corner.
"Tha-Th-That," Billie gasped in mirth, "Was so...fucking funny!!"
Whatsername jumped to her feet and grinned. Mike soon crawled to his feet and stood next to her and they both watched Billie roll around on the ground laughing. Whatsername grinned at Mike and reached into her bag. She pulled out a lighter and three joints and handed one to Mike with a smile.
"C'mon," she whispered, ducking behind the sports shed and lighting her joint.
Mike followed her and did the same. Billie had now calmed down, and was staring up at the sky and clouds.
"Whoever that chick is, she is awesome! Wait...why is it so quiet?"
Billie Joe sat up and looked around confusedly, "Where has Mike gone?"
"Yo...Billie Joe-mee-mo..." a girl's voice followed by a giggle from the direction of the sports shed met Billie's ears. He looked around and saw Whatsername and Mike standing by the sports shed with joints in their hands and wide grins of their faces, "C'mon and join da PARTY!!! Oh shit... shh shhhh... *giggle*"
Billie Joe smiled widely and ran over to them. Whatsername held out the joint to him and she took another toke on her own, grinning at him and opening a packet of waterbombs.
Yeah, that sounds just about right. Hi, my name is Billie Joe Armstrong and my mom bought you for me a couple of years ago and now I'm deciding to use you. You are my diary. Ha ha! I own you Dickhead! Nya nya! You can't talk back!
Anyways, I suppose I should tell you all about ME because this is my first entry.
Name: Billie Joe
Age: Not telling...
Location: Right here Dumbass! Where the fuck are you?!
Eyes: Greeeeeeeeen (Whoo!)
Hair: Reddish brown I guess...
Other shit that no one really cares about: I play the guitar and my Dad died when I was ten. My best friends are Mike and Tré and my school sucks ass-
Billie Joe stopped writing and looked up as the sound of someone climbing the stairs met his ears. He quickly closed the small book and shoved it out of sight as he heard footsteps approach his room. The door opened and Billie Joe's mother walked in.
"Hey Billie, c'mon downstairs for breakfast. I made waffles," Ollie said with a smile at her son who was sitting up in his bed and stretching his arms in the air.
"M'kay Mom," Billie Joe said with a yawn.
Ollie smiled and closed the door behind her as she left the room. Billie Joe sighed and pushed back the covers of his bed. He pulled on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt over his boxers and slowly made his way downstairs. The smell of waffles wafting from the kitchen lured him in.
"Hey Bill," Mike mumbled as he swallowed a mouthful of fresh waffles and Billie Joe entered the kitchen.
"Hey Mike," Billie muttered back and flopped down in his seat as his mother placed a plate of steaming waffles in front of him.
Billie Joe ate in silence, thinking about the strange dream he had last night involving leprechauns and evil fairy lights and soon found himself, and Mike being pushed out the front door as the bus pulled to a stop at the roadside.
Billie and Mike walked straight to the very back of the school bus, hoping nobody would notice them to much, but, the school bitch stood up and brushed past Billie shoulder as he made his way towards the back.
"God! Watch where you're going you stoned freak!" Melissa exclaimed as Billie Joe ignored her and slouched in the back seat of the bus.
At school, Billie Joe and Mike decided that they would rather not go to the science labs for first period, and walked out into the sunshine, where they leaned against the wall of the school building and sighed.
"I hate this place," Mike muttered as he looked around the school grounds.
Billie Joe wasn't paying attention. A girl was walking towards them from the road. She wasn't really walking towards them specifically; she was just headed their way with intention to pass. She had long black hair with green and blue streaks which fell in a sort of emo way. She had long black and pick striped socks which showed through the holes in her black skinny jeans and black converse all stars. She had a studded belt and a Ramones t-shirt with a black jacket over the top that had a sort of bikey look about it.
Billie smiled to himself as he watched the girl look around at the school grounds and continue to walk.
"Yo, fresh meat," Billie sneered as she passed them.
The girl glanced at them, "Go and fuck yourself," she muttered, flipping them off.
Mike's head shot up in surprise as the girl kept walking, her bag slung over her shoulder. Billie Joe ran after her; she seemed like his type of girl: rebellious and cool.
"That's not a very nice thing to say," he said pathetically as he reached the girl and slowed to a walk at her pace.
The girl smirked, "Yeah, that's why I said it."
Mike grinned as he also walked beside the girl, "So you're new here?"
The girl looked over at him, "You retarded? Yes, of course I'm new here! I just moved here with my Mom."
Billie couldn't help but snigger when she called Mike retarded. The girl looked over at him and smiled. She had an amazing smile, which seemed to light up the whole of her face, "So what's your names then?"
Billie Joe grinned, "I'm Billie Joe, this is my friend, Mike."
Mike smiled, "What's your name?"
The girl stopped in her tracks, "I don't have one."
Billie Joe pulled a confused expression at Mike, "What do ya mean?"
The girl sighed and dumped her bag on the ground; she collapsed next to it and stared down at the black Chuck Taylors on her feet as she brought her knees up to her chest and began to cry into them. Mike and Billie Joe crouched down next to her.
The girl looked up at them and smiled weakly, more tears filling her soft green eyes, "I don't consider myself a human being. I don't even regard myself as a real existence. Y'see, my Dad had a case of beer. He met my Mom on the street and offered her a ride home, then got her drunk and I was the result. He was decent enough to marry her, but then got a divorce when I was five. My half brother left and my Dad took all the money my Mom had and went off to England with some random ho. Last I heard, he was at the bar doing himself in after wandering around and starting a new family every 3 years. I moved here with my Mom and now we're here. New school. New life. It sucks. All my friends are back home. My life is back home with them. My mom isn't very well either. She's an alcoholic and married to some guy called Brad and they get drunk together, so that really doesn't help matters." The girl looked up at the two boys and smiled at them weakly again as their eyes met hers and filled with sympathy, "My friends call me...Whatsername."
"And just what are you doing out of class?!" s shrill voice screeched from behind them.
Billie Joe, Mike and Whatsername all spun around and saw the school principal standing behind them, her hands on her hips.
"Er..." is all that Mike and Billie Joe could come up with as they stared up at the infuriated woman.
"I dropped my stuff and they were just helping me pick it up," Whatsername said quickly.
The woman frowned as the two boys on either side of Whatsername nodded and smiled innocently, "You boys have a bad reputation for skipping class. If I see it happening again, detention. Understood?!" Billie and Mike nodded. The principal smiled sweetly at Whatsername, "And who might you be young lady?"
Whatsername smirked, "Your worst nightmare," she muttered so only Mike and Billie Joe could hear her, then added a little louder, "I'm Whatsername."
The principal frowned confusedly and turned to Billie and Mike, "What's her name?"
"You just said it," Billie Joe replied with a roll of his eyes.
The woman scowled and looked at Mike, "Mr Pritchard?"
"Whatsername...that's it," Mike said as Whatsername held back a laugh and whispered to Billie, "Bitchard."
The principal wrinkled her nose, making her face look even more toad-like as Billie Joe snorted in an attempt to withhold his laughter, "What was that Mr. Armstrong?"
Whatsername grinned and said in a very sweet and innocent voice, "Nothing."
"Oh...well, my name is Ms Ling. I am the principal of this beautiful school and I advise that you stay away from these boys. The may not be a good influence on you and may draw you away from your studies."
Whatsername just smiled, "Oh no, that's okay. I've already been kicked out of every school I've ever gone to. They can't possibly do anything worse than what I did."
Ms. Ling raised a very bushy eyebrow, "And what might that be?"
Whatsername bit back a laugh and began to speak as though she were reading off a list, "Egging teachers, swearing, burning things, being disruptive, openly mocking the staff and the students and the school guests, not participating in activities, being over-enthusiastic (Whatsername rolled her eyes), "bullying" (she made quotation marks with her fingers), contradicting staff members, doing drugs, bringing alcohol to class, vandalizing school property, vandalizing and stealing others' property, destroying classroom and library resources, putting things in teacher's drinks, planting drugs on staff and students, blowing up the groundskeeper's house-"
"That is quite enough Miss-" Ms Ling cut in with shock as Billie Joe and Mike bit back their laughter, "I'm sorry...I'm not sure I quite caught your name?"
Whatsername smirked and rolled her eyes, "WHAT-SER-NAME!!" she said very slowly, loudly and clearly, "It's not that hard, honestly."
Ms Ling opened her mouth, then shut it again and wrinkled up her nose again as though a bad smell was wafting right beneath her. She sighed, "Miss...What ever your name is (Whatsername rolled her eyes again) I think you may need self-esteem classes to help boost your confidence."
"I don't think it's a self-esteem problem she's got. I think she's pretty proud of herself!" Billie Joe blurted out. Mike started laughing.
"And for your cheek, all three of you can be here for detention on Saturday. Good day."
Ms Ling turned around and left as the bell rang out, fortunately for Whatsername, blocking out all the swearing and insults she was saying at the principal's back. Mike and Billie Joe were rolling on the ground laughing as Ms Ling turned the corner.
"Tha-Th-That," Billie gasped in mirth, "Was so...fucking funny!!"
Whatsername jumped to her feet and grinned. Mike soon crawled to his feet and stood next to her and they both watched Billie roll around on the ground laughing. Whatsername grinned at Mike and reached into her bag. She pulled out a lighter and three joints and handed one to Mike with a smile.
"C'mon," she whispered, ducking behind the sports shed and lighting her joint.
Mike followed her and did the same. Billie had now calmed down, and was staring up at the sky and clouds.
"Whoever that chick is, she is awesome! Wait...why is it so quiet?"
Billie Joe sat up and looked around confusedly, "Where has Mike gone?"
"Yo...Billie Joe-mee-mo..." a girl's voice followed by a giggle from the direction of the sports shed met Billie's ears. He looked around and saw Whatsername and Mike standing by the sports shed with joints in their hands and wide grins of their faces, "C'mon and join da PARTY!!! Oh shit... shh shhhh... *giggle*"
Billie Joe smiled widely and ran over to them. Whatsername held out the joint to him and she took another toke on her own, grinning at him and opening a packet of waterbombs.
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