Why is life so bad for posers?, chapter 2
I walked up to the school when the bell rang, There was pushing at the front door as always so I waited. I went to my new home room. Then I saw him, standing at the door of my homeroom, Billie Joe Armstrong. He smiled at me. "Hey Emily, your in this class?"
"Ya." I said. Mandi walked pass me, staring at Billie Joe, she kept walking and starring and crashed into some lockers. Billie and I went into the class and left her to pick up her stuff. I know it was mean but if I did that, she wouldnt help either. I took a seat at a group of desks alone. I was alone, I was all by myself.
I think Billie could read my mind, cause he told one boy, I think his name was Mark, to sit with me. I knew the guy, he was from England but moved here then moved back. So now hes here again. Confusing. He sat close to me, weird. "Hey Emily."
he said. God, he was talking to me. "Hi Mark."
Soon Gor, a guy who at least talkied to me quite a bit, came over and sat between me and Mark. We were having a good chat when class started.
"Ok guys, you all probably no me." started Billie.
"Ya, as king of losers." snikkered a boy named Laz.
"What was that Laz? Do you want to write all the notes and lyrics to Jesus of Suburbia? Good, its due tomorrow." said Billie.
Wow, that would be hard. I cant play any instrument, but Laz can. Still, it would be hard.
School finished, thank god! I started walking to my locker to get my stuff when he came. "Hey Emily! Do you want to come to band practice, Mike and Tre will be there." He looked so cute! "Uhhh, sure Billie, love to."
"Great, I'll drive you!" Im starting to think theres something weird going on about Billie, but I cant figure it out. *GASP* maybe its......
(To Be continued!)
"Ya." I said. Mandi walked pass me, staring at Billie Joe, she kept walking and starring and crashed into some lockers. Billie and I went into the class and left her to pick up her stuff. I know it was mean but if I did that, she wouldnt help either. I took a seat at a group of desks alone. I was alone, I was all by myself.
I think Billie could read my mind, cause he told one boy, I think his name was Mark, to sit with me. I knew the guy, he was from England but moved here then moved back. So now hes here again. Confusing. He sat close to me, weird. "Hey Emily."
he said. God, he was talking to me. "Hi Mark."
Soon Gor, a guy who at least talkied to me quite a bit, came over and sat between me and Mark. We were having a good chat when class started.
"Ok guys, you all probably no me." started Billie.
"Ya, as king of losers." snikkered a boy named Laz.
"What was that Laz? Do you want to write all the notes and lyrics to Jesus of Suburbia? Good, its due tomorrow." said Billie.
Wow, that would be hard. I cant play any instrument, but Laz can. Still, it would be hard.
School finished, thank god! I started walking to my locker to get my stuff when he came. "Hey Emily! Do you want to come to band practice, Mike and Tre will be there." He looked so cute! "Uhhh, sure Billie, love to."
"Great, I'll drive you!" Im starting to think theres something weird going on about Billie, but I cant figure it out. *GASP* maybe its......
(To Be continued!)
