The Day She Would Never Forget., chapter 1
September 8th. 8:00AM.
"Sammy! Genna! You need to get ready for school! We're leaving in ten minutes!" I heard mum shout at me to get my attention.
"I know, I know, just a second! Let me get dressed!" I yelled back downstairs at her.
"Fine, but be fast!" she yelled back up at my sister and I.
Anyways, my name is Sammy Galloway, my sister is Genna Galloway, we're twins in appearance, but have very different personalities. Genna is a "Cool" kid, while I'm a computer geek. We're both 16 years old and I've never had a boyfriend before, Genna though, has a new boyfriend every week. She can't go 5 seconds without every guy at school following her around. Nobody believes me when I say she's my twin sister. Genna never acts herself, always someone else, she always covered up who she really was, I never do that. I just act myself.
I slipped on my Converse, jeans, and my favourite Used shirt, along with my old jean jacket that had pins all over the collar and ran downstairs. People at my school hated my kind of music.
"How do you ever expect to get a boyfriend sis? You look like a loser." Genna told me in the car.
"Yea? Well I'm not like you Genna, I don't care what people think of me, I don't care if I ever get a boyfriend." I stated. "Loser," Genna muttered. I didn't take heed of her.
8:43AM
"Damn, we're late again." Mum said.
"They don't care if I'm late, I can just walk in and even the teachers stare at me." Genna stated in a very cocky tone.
"Ugh. We're also getting a new kid today, I can't remeber his name though." I added, immatating her own cocky tone.
"He'll probably be all over me, like the last one." Genna said in her cocky voice again.
"What if he's a 'loser'?"
"If he is I'll have nothing to do with him, just like you. You're a loser, so I don't pay attention to you at school. Loser." Genna said while laughing.
"Here, Mum, drop me off here." I said.
"But we're not at school yet." My mother protested.
"I can't stand this fool back here Mum. Let me out, I'll walk." I told her with an irratated look.
"Shut up Sammy!" Genna yelled at me.
"No, not today Genna. Not today." I punched my arrogant sister right in the face then got out of the car and walked to school.
9:12AM, at school.
I finally arrived at school, where all the teachers yelled at me for being so late. I didn't care. I walked into the classroom and saw my sister with a bloody nose from where I punched her; she was glaring at me. I just strode past her and took my seat in the second row where there was an empty chair and desk for the new kid.
"Well, now that we're all here, it's time to bring in the 'new kid', everyone, give a warm welcome to our new class member, Billie Joe Armstrong," the teacher, Ms. Talon, said as a kid walked in. He had beautiful green eyes and dyed green hair and Converse on. All Genna could do was laugh at him, I looked at him and he smiled at me.
"Hello, my name is Billie Joe Armstrong. I'm new here. I moved here from Oakland, California." Billie told the class in a very cute tone.
Everyone at this school thought that California was a hick-country and everyone from there was a loser. I didn't though.
"If any of you have any questions for Billie Joe, ask them now." Ms. Talon said.
I stood up and asked him, "So, Billie. You're from Oakland Cali?"
"Yep, I am." He said back in a cute voice from under his green hair, I giggled at it.
"AHAHAHAHA! LOSER! CALIFORNIA SUCKS!" Genna yelled out.
"Shut it Genna!" I said as I walked over and slapped Genna across the face then sat down again. Ms. Talon yelled something and I went back to finishing my question.
"So Billie, why did you move to England?" I added.
"Well Oakland was getting a little to busy for my family, and we've always liked England," he told me and smiled again.
"Well thank you Billie, we didn't need your life story. Take that seat next to Sammy. She's the one who asked you that." Ms. Talon added to it.
Billie came and sat down beside me, I couldn't help but look at him, he was really cute. Even though he doesn't really fit into the school that much, but hey, I don't either. I was talking with my sister and her friends once and they asked me who my favourite band was. I answered, "The Used".
So one of my sister's friends then stated "Are you kidding me? Those guys are for losers. Do you really like them?"
"No, you're right, I was only kidding. Who would listen to them?" I told her back. Ya see? I don't fit in with anyone here. Maybe this Billie Joe kid will change that.
10:21AM, in the hall.
I was walking down the hall as someone came up behind me and tapped my shoulder. It was Billie.
"Hi..Uhh..Sammy right?" He asked.
"Haha, yes, I'm Sammy, what can I do for you?"
"Well, ummm do you know where room 511A is?" He asked me in kind voice.
"As a matter a fact, I'm heading there right now, c'mon, I'll show you. Follow me." I told him and we started walking. "I'm sorry about what happened when you first came in. That was my sister, everyone likes her. I don't fit in at all." I said breaking the silence.
He just told me "It's ok, nice shirt, I like it."
"Haha, really? You like The Used?" I questioned.
"Of course! Who doesn't?" He said. "Ha, try this entire school, they aren't "cool" enough for here." I told him back. We didn't talk much after that, we got to the class and took our seats.
12:34PM, lunch room.
Hey again, once again, this is Sammy writing in her little book!
Anyways.
In the lunch room, Genna and her friend Jane came up and sat by me.
"Did you see whats his names hair? Green hair is so not cool, he's a complete whack-job." Jane said to me.
"You like him don't you Sammy." Genna added.
"Piss off." I told them, got up, and walked over to where Billie was sitting by himself. He was humming a song I didn't know to him self.
"Hi Billie, may I sit?"
"Go ahead. No offense, but your sister is kinda weird." he said to me in his cute tone.
"Weird? Try nutcase. She's a completely insane, and to think she's my twin..." I told him and sat down beside him.
"I have two friends coming tomorrow, I think you'll like them if you like me. One's Mike Dirnt, and the other is Tre Cool." Billie said and started at his lunch.
September 9th, at school.
"Hello class, we have two new students today. Please welcome Mike Dirnt and Tre Cool." Ms. Talon said as the two walked in.
Mike had brown hair and a Used shirt on while Tre had an old Ramones shirt on and had blue hair, Genna laughed at them, I was the only one that welcomed them to the class.
3:13PM, walking home.
"Sammy! Wait up Sammy!" I turned to see Billie Joe and his friends running up to me.
"Hey Billie, whats up?"
"These are my two friends, Mike Dirnt, and Tre Cool, Mike plays bass in our band, while Tre is on drums." Billie said while pointing to them.
"Hey Mike, Tre. I'm Sammy."
"Hey Sammy, I'm Mike. Pleased to meetcha. Oh yea, don't shake Tre's hand, you never know where it's been." Mike said as he shook my hand.
"Hey man shut up! Hi, i'm Tre Cool." Tre put out his hand and I hesitated to shake it, but I did.
"EWWW! SAMMY HAS TRE JERMS! RUN AWAY!" Billie and Mike said together. We all laughed.
Genna came up behind me and laughed as she went past me. I completely flipped out at that point.
"Oh shut up!" I yelled irratated at her.
"Oh yea? Whatcha going to do to m-" She ended as soon as she saw Tre, who, had been hiding behind Mike. "Me." she finished.
"Oh piss off ya bloody wanka!" I emphasized my what mum called "cute" British accent while yelling it.
"Woah, calm down sis. And what might your name be, I don't remember from class." she pointed at Tre.
"Tre, Tre Cool, and I'm sure you know my friends, Mike Dirnt, and Billie Joe Armstrong." Tre said proudly, all but Genna laughed. Genna just stared at him for another minute and walked off.
5:29PM, at home on the computer.
"Hey Genna, you like Tre don't cha?" I said while playing my favourite of my really old school computer games, Space Invaders.
"I do not! And why are you playing that game again? It's sucks shit." She said back to me in her own "cute" British accent.
"Wait, what? Space Invaders is the best game ever, for us, meaning "Old school gamers". It's awesome, and don't lie, I can tell you like Tre, but; I'll tell ya the truth. Isn't he a 'loser' with his cobalt blue hair?" I asked back at her not taking my eye's off the computer screen.
"Just because he has loser friends like that Mike, Billie Joe, and you, doesn't make him a loser." She said in a rather cocky tone. "I know you like Billie though, I can tell. He's a loser, just like you." She added.
September 10th, Saturday, on the street.
"Billie! Hey Billie! Wait up!" I shouted from behind him, trying to get his attention.
"Hey Sammy, whats up?"
"Hey, can I ask you a question?" I asked him before I asked my question.
"Shoot."
"Who have you idolized in the past?" I asked him.
"Uhh...I'm not sure. What about you?"
"Well, one person, it's still one person, even though he died when I was 13. 3 years ago, his name was Steve Irwin, he was an Australian, loved animals, and died doing what he loved. He was stabbed through the heart by a stingray barb of all bloody things. He will always be known as 'The Crocodile Hunter'. I cry every time I think of him. Have you ever heard of him?" I said, starting to cry.
"Woah, woah, woah, stop crying Sammy, it makes me upset to see you like this. Yea, I heard of him, I had the chance of meeting him one day but I wanted to go fishing down at the river instead. Worst mistake of my life." He told me, trying to comfort me by hugging me.
"Sammy! Genna! You need to get ready for school! We're leaving in ten minutes!" I heard mum shout at me to get my attention.
"I know, I know, just a second! Let me get dressed!" I yelled back downstairs at her.
"Fine, but be fast!" she yelled back up at my sister and I.
Anyways, my name is Sammy Galloway, my sister is Genna Galloway, we're twins in appearance, but have very different personalities. Genna is a "Cool" kid, while I'm a computer geek. We're both 16 years old and I've never had a boyfriend before, Genna though, has a new boyfriend every week. She can't go 5 seconds without every guy at school following her around. Nobody believes me when I say she's my twin sister. Genna never acts herself, always someone else, she always covered up who she really was, I never do that. I just act myself.
I slipped on my Converse, jeans, and my favourite Used shirt, along with my old jean jacket that had pins all over the collar and ran downstairs. People at my school hated my kind of music.
"How do you ever expect to get a boyfriend sis? You look like a loser." Genna told me in the car.
"Yea? Well I'm not like you Genna, I don't care what people think of me, I don't care if I ever get a boyfriend." I stated. "Loser," Genna muttered. I didn't take heed of her.
8:43AM
"Damn, we're late again." Mum said.
"They don't care if I'm late, I can just walk in and even the teachers stare at me." Genna stated in a very cocky tone.
"Ugh. We're also getting a new kid today, I can't remeber his name though." I added, immatating her own cocky tone.
"He'll probably be all over me, like the last one." Genna said in her cocky voice again.
"What if he's a 'loser'?"
"If he is I'll have nothing to do with him, just like you. You're a loser, so I don't pay attention to you at school. Loser." Genna said while laughing.
"Here, Mum, drop me off here." I said.
"But we're not at school yet." My mother protested.
"I can't stand this fool back here Mum. Let me out, I'll walk." I told her with an irratated look.
"Shut up Sammy!" Genna yelled at me.
"No, not today Genna. Not today." I punched my arrogant sister right in the face then got out of the car and walked to school.
9:12AM, at school.
I finally arrived at school, where all the teachers yelled at me for being so late. I didn't care. I walked into the classroom and saw my sister with a bloody nose from where I punched her; she was glaring at me. I just strode past her and took my seat in the second row where there was an empty chair and desk for the new kid.
"Well, now that we're all here, it's time to bring in the 'new kid', everyone, give a warm welcome to our new class member, Billie Joe Armstrong," the teacher, Ms. Talon, said as a kid walked in. He had beautiful green eyes and dyed green hair and Converse on. All Genna could do was laugh at him, I looked at him and he smiled at me.
"Hello, my name is Billie Joe Armstrong. I'm new here. I moved here from Oakland, California." Billie told the class in a very cute tone.
Everyone at this school thought that California was a hick-country and everyone from there was a loser. I didn't though.
"If any of you have any questions for Billie Joe, ask them now." Ms. Talon said.
I stood up and asked him, "So, Billie. You're from Oakland Cali?"
"Yep, I am." He said back in a cute voice from under his green hair, I giggled at it.
"AHAHAHAHA! LOSER! CALIFORNIA SUCKS!" Genna yelled out.
"Shut it Genna!" I said as I walked over and slapped Genna across the face then sat down again. Ms. Talon yelled something and I went back to finishing my question.
"So Billie, why did you move to England?" I added.
"Well Oakland was getting a little to busy for my family, and we've always liked England," he told me and smiled again.
"Well thank you Billie, we didn't need your life story. Take that seat next to Sammy. She's the one who asked you that." Ms. Talon added to it.
Billie came and sat down beside me, I couldn't help but look at him, he was really cute. Even though he doesn't really fit into the school that much, but hey, I don't either. I was talking with my sister and her friends once and they asked me who my favourite band was. I answered, "The Used".
So one of my sister's friends then stated "Are you kidding me? Those guys are for losers. Do you really like them?"
"No, you're right, I was only kidding. Who would listen to them?" I told her back. Ya see? I don't fit in with anyone here. Maybe this Billie Joe kid will change that.
10:21AM, in the hall.
I was walking down the hall as someone came up behind me and tapped my shoulder. It was Billie.
"Hi..Uhh..Sammy right?" He asked.
"Haha, yes, I'm Sammy, what can I do for you?"
"Well, ummm do you know where room 511A is?" He asked me in kind voice.
"As a matter a fact, I'm heading there right now, c'mon, I'll show you. Follow me." I told him and we started walking. "I'm sorry about what happened when you first came in. That was my sister, everyone likes her. I don't fit in at all." I said breaking the silence.
He just told me "It's ok, nice shirt, I like it."
"Haha, really? You like The Used?" I questioned.
"Of course! Who doesn't?" He said. "Ha, try this entire school, they aren't "cool" enough for here." I told him back. We didn't talk much after that, we got to the class and took our seats.
12:34PM, lunch room.
Hey again, once again, this is Sammy writing in her little book!
Anyways.
In the lunch room, Genna and her friend Jane came up and sat by me.
"Did you see whats his names hair? Green hair is so not cool, he's a complete whack-job." Jane said to me.
"You like him don't you Sammy." Genna added.
"Piss off." I told them, got up, and walked over to where Billie was sitting by himself. He was humming a song I didn't know to him self.
"Hi Billie, may I sit?"
"Go ahead. No offense, but your sister is kinda weird." he said to me in his cute tone.
"Weird? Try nutcase. She's a completely insane, and to think she's my twin..." I told him and sat down beside him.
"I have two friends coming tomorrow, I think you'll like them if you like me. One's Mike Dirnt, and the other is Tre Cool." Billie said and started at his lunch.
September 9th, at school.
"Hello class, we have two new students today. Please welcome Mike Dirnt and Tre Cool." Ms. Talon said as the two walked in.
Mike had brown hair and a Used shirt on while Tre had an old Ramones shirt on and had blue hair, Genna laughed at them, I was the only one that welcomed them to the class.
3:13PM, walking home.
"Sammy! Wait up Sammy!" I turned to see Billie Joe and his friends running up to me.
"Hey Billie, whats up?"
"These are my two friends, Mike Dirnt, and Tre Cool, Mike plays bass in our band, while Tre is on drums." Billie said while pointing to them.
"Hey Mike, Tre. I'm Sammy."
"Hey Sammy, I'm Mike. Pleased to meetcha. Oh yea, don't shake Tre's hand, you never know where it's been." Mike said as he shook my hand.
"Hey man shut up! Hi, i'm Tre Cool." Tre put out his hand and I hesitated to shake it, but I did.
"EWWW! SAMMY HAS TRE JERMS! RUN AWAY!" Billie and Mike said together. We all laughed.
Genna came up behind me and laughed as she went past me. I completely flipped out at that point.
"Oh shut up!" I yelled irratated at her.
"Oh yea? Whatcha going to do to m-" She ended as soon as she saw Tre, who, had been hiding behind Mike. "Me." she finished.
"Oh piss off ya bloody wanka!" I emphasized my what mum called "cute" British accent while yelling it.
"Woah, calm down sis. And what might your name be, I don't remember from class." she pointed at Tre.
"Tre, Tre Cool, and I'm sure you know my friends, Mike Dirnt, and Billie Joe Armstrong." Tre said proudly, all but Genna laughed. Genna just stared at him for another minute and walked off.
5:29PM, at home on the computer.
"Hey Genna, you like Tre don't cha?" I said while playing my favourite of my really old school computer games, Space Invaders.
"I do not! And why are you playing that game again? It's sucks shit." She said back to me in her own "cute" British accent.
"Wait, what? Space Invaders is the best game ever, for us, meaning "Old school gamers". It's awesome, and don't lie, I can tell you like Tre, but; I'll tell ya the truth. Isn't he a 'loser' with his cobalt blue hair?" I asked back at her not taking my eye's off the computer screen.
"Just because he has loser friends like that Mike, Billie Joe, and you, doesn't make him a loser." She said in a rather cocky tone. "I know you like Billie though, I can tell. He's a loser, just like you." She added.
September 10th, Saturday, on the street.
"Billie! Hey Billie! Wait up!" I shouted from behind him, trying to get his attention.
"Hey Sammy, whats up?"
"Hey, can I ask you a question?" I asked him before I asked my question.
"Shoot."
"Who have you idolized in the past?" I asked him.
"Uhh...I'm not sure. What about you?"
"Well, one person, it's still one person, even though he died when I was 13. 3 years ago, his name was Steve Irwin, he was an Australian, loved animals, and died doing what he loved. He was stabbed through the heart by a stingray barb of all bloody things. He will always be known as 'The Crocodile Hunter'. I cry every time I think of him. Have you ever heard of him?" I said, starting to cry.
"Woah, woah, woah, stop crying Sammy, it makes me upset to see you like this. Yea, I heard of him, I had the chance of meeting him one day but I wanted to go fishing down at the river instead. Worst mistake of my life." He told me, trying to comfort me by hugging me.
