The Last Chance Texaco, chapter 1

The door to the house was locked, and I didn't have the key....

Before I go on with the story I will tell you about myself. My name is Lucy, my hair is brown with black and green tips. I have blue eyes, I am around five feet tall, and I am fifteen going on sixteen.

You also might be wondering about the damned door, well when I was eight both of my parents were killed in a car crash, none of my family wanted to take me in, I was a 'troubled' child I guess you could say. So, I was put in a lot of homes to live in, many of which, I had lost a lot of points and was kicked out. Now, on my tenth home in the past year, I stood on the Kindle Home 'WELCOME' mat waiting to get in.Kindle Home is a really old home, so the door was most likely stuck, it wouldn't surprise me.

Finally, someone came, who I don't know, but they knew me.

"You must be Lucy Pitt, I am Leon, Leon Dogman," Said this Leon

"Yes, can I get in the damn house now," I said not pleased with the wait.

"Yes, just wait a damn minute," Leon said back with just as much venom in his voice as I did. He kicked the door a few times and it opened. So it was stuck.

"Ok, so I am one of six Counseler here, there is Ben, Gina, Ms. Morgan, Chris, Emil, and myself. Your roommate should be in your room." Leon explained walking up the old stairs.He opened the third door, there was a girl around fifteen sitting on a bed smoking.

"God dammit, Yolanda, how many times do I have to tell you no smoking in the rooms of the house?" Leon said sternly.

"Sorry, I really needed it," Yolanda said, taking a long drag.

"Fine, fine just don't let it happen again," Leon said leaving the room, going sown stairs to help make dinner.

I had figured most stuff out, like the Kindle Home is called The Last Chance Texaco because when you get three strikes you're out, you go to Eat-Their-Young-Island, also known as Rabbit Island. NOT FUN! I, also, had my first encounter with the blonde bitch I have come to hate in five minutes, Joy.

The next day, Ben took me to get enrolled in a High school, so much fun. I got my books and locker number and what-not, and was to attend the next day. I know it would be hard seems how I am a 'groupie' from Kindle, it would take a lot of time to get used to the fact that I would be made fun because I don't parents who are alive, people say it isn't that bad, bullshit, that is what they want you to think, they know just as much as you do that it is going to be a living hell.

When we got back 'home,' I was to meet the rest of the kids who didn't have parents or anyone to take them in. I had put them in three different groups, the first one was 'The Blonde Bitches;' who had Joy, Holly, Veronica, Victoria, Penny, and Sammy. The next group 'The Nerds;' who had Tim, Melanie, Cassie, Beth, and Johnny. The last group was 'The People I Would Like To Hang With 'Cause They Are Punk, Druggies, Pains, And Problem Group;' who had Eddy, Yolanda, Roberto, the other Cassie, and Damon.

I knew Joy didn't like, who didn't know Joy didn't like me, I think it was because I came in and took her 'mojo' and I was talking to her crush, Eddy. And the way she looked at me, if looks could kill I would be dead.

I went to bed that night knowing I had school in the morning. When I got up, I got in the shower, got everything packed, and walked to school.

When I had finally arrived I was going to my locker, when I had to of course bump into the 'ruler' of the school.

"Watch it freak," The girl huffed and walked away, the guy that was with her looked at me smug and followed Miss Perky.

I had soon found out who I had bumped in to, the girl Alicia Simons, and Billie Joe Armstrong. Fourth period came, and joy for me both of them were in my class.

Billie Joe sat behind me, and half way through class he was pulling my hair, before I knew what I was doing I had jumped out of my sit and yelled, "Go to Hell, fuck face!" And kicked his sorry ass.

After about ten minutes of that we were both to go to the office, nothin' new to me.
I was to pick up trash with Billie Joe for the next four months. Oh, joy.

The trash picking up started that day and Billie Joe and I had stayed away from each other. During that period of time, I realised that Alicia and Billie Joe were like Fire and Ice.
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