Billie's Life, chapter 1
*Billie's p.o.v.*
"GOOD MORNING OAKLAND. TODAY IS GOING TO BE A SUNNY DAY AS
USUAL. IN. . . ."
My eyes flickered open, and glanced over to the clock. 7:05 time to start getting ready. I turned off my radio, annoyed that it had ruined my dream. The summer holidays had just finished and I was starting my last year at high school.
I grunted and turned over. It's too early to get up. I'd just drifted back into that sweet dream when I felt something very heavy land on me.
"WAKE UP!!" my little brother screamed in my ear
I grabbed my cushion and chucked it at his head, it missed him by a long way and he laughed and jumped up and down on the bed. Landing on me and really hurting my leg.
I'm seriously gonna kill him in a minute I thought to myself.
"YOU MISSED ME YOU MISSED ME!"
I hate mornings. I grabbed his legs and pulled him over.
"OW THAT HURT. YOU HAVE TO GET UP GET YOUR LAZY BUTT OUT OF BED! I KNOW YOU WERENT ASLEEP I HEARD YOUR RADIO SO THERE," he stuck his tongue out, folded his arms and glared at me moodily. "Get Ready NOW, or I'm telling mum."
"Fine. Get out of my room then."
He walked out the door and I switched on my radio. I turned it up, this was one of my favorite songs.
'I don't wanna be buried, in a pet semetary' Joey Ramone sang from the speakers.
I sang along, pulling my Sex Pistols hoodie on, I spiked up my hair and applied my eyeliner gently around the bottom of my eye.
I grabbed my school bag and swung it over my shoulders. I walked out my bedroom door slamming it shut. I was gonna let my mum know I wasn't happy she was making me go today.
As I walked through the kitchen, I grabbed a cereal bar and my Ipod and walked out of the house.
I met up with Jason and we walked to the bus stop, we stood as far away from the preps as we could, we didn't want to be associated with them, and we didn't want them to start a fight or chuck insults at us. But as usual, we were out of luck.
They all started whispering and looking at us as we walked past them, and as we stood talking, waiting for the bus to creep round the corner, they picked up stones and started chucking them at us.
"OI! Yeah. . you're emo scum. Do us all a favour, live up to your promises, go slit your wrists and kill yourself. Rid the world of having to see your face!"
I started to get angry, this happened every time, what had we ever done to them? I turned round and tried to ignore them. Jason did the same.
"OI SCUMBAGS DON'T IGNORE US," said one of them, he walked over and put his fag out on Jason's arm. That's when I lost is. You can diss me, but you can't hurt my friends, they make my life worth living.
"JUST GET LOST WE DON'T CARE ABOUT YOU AND YOUR STUPID INSULTS. YOURE JUST WORTHLESS PIECES OF NOTHING."
One of them grabbed me by my neck and shoved me against the wall. I Could smell the stale smoke in his breath. He tightened his grip and I could hardly breathe.
I looked over to Jason and he shrugged at me helplessly. I felt myself getting dizzy if he didn't let go soon I would faint. I looked back at the boy who was holding me and all I saw was a fist flying towards my face.
My head flung back and whacked hard against the brick wall, I could feel the warm blood dripping down my neck.
I lifted my knee and tried to knee him, just to get him to loosen his grip. I must have hurt him because the next thing I knew, the grip had loosened and me and Jason were running. Anywhere. Just away from them.
We turned and ran around the corner and the next thing I knew I saw black.
"GOOD MORNING OAKLAND. TODAY IS GOING TO BE A SUNNY DAY AS
USUAL. IN. . . ."
My eyes flickered open, and glanced over to the clock. 7:05 time to start getting ready. I turned off my radio, annoyed that it had ruined my dream. The summer holidays had just finished and I was starting my last year at high school.
I grunted and turned over. It's too early to get up. I'd just drifted back into that sweet dream when I felt something very heavy land on me.
"WAKE UP!!" my little brother screamed in my ear
I grabbed my cushion and chucked it at his head, it missed him by a long way and he laughed and jumped up and down on the bed. Landing on me and really hurting my leg.
I'm seriously gonna kill him in a minute I thought to myself.
"YOU MISSED ME YOU MISSED ME!"
I hate mornings. I grabbed his legs and pulled him over.
"OW THAT HURT. YOU HAVE TO GET UP GET YOUR LAZY BUTT OUT OF BED! I KNOW YOU WERENT ASLEEP I HEARD YOUR RADIO SO THERE," he stuck his tongue out, folded his arms and glared at me moodily. "Get Ready NOW, or I'm telling mum."
"Fine. Get out of my room then."
He walked out the door and I switched on my radio. I turned it up, this was one of my favorite songs.
'I don't wanna be buried, in a pet semetary' Joey Ramone sang from the speakers.
I sang along, pulling my Sex Pistols hoodie on, I spiked up my hair and applied my eyeliner gently around the bottom of my eye.
I grabbed my school bag and swung it over my shoulders. I walked out my bedroom door slamming it shut. I was gonna let my mum know I wasn't happy she was making me go today.
As I walked through the kitchen, I grabbed a cereal bar and my Ipod and walked out of the house.
I met up with Jason and we walked to the bus stop, we stood as far away from the preps as we could, we didn't want to be associated with them, and we didn't want them to start a fight or chuck insults at us. But as usual, we were out of luck.
They all started whispering and looking at us as we walked past them, and as we stood talking, waiting for the bus to creep round the corner, they picked up stones and started chucking them at us.
"OI! Yeah. . you're emo scum. Do us all a favour, live up to your promises, go slit your wrists and kill yourself. Rid the world of having to see your face!"
I started to get angry, this happened every time, what had we ever done to them? I turned round and tried to ignore them. Jason did the same.
"OI SCUMBAGS DON'T IGNORE US," said one of them, he walked over and put his fag out on Jason's arm. That's when I lost is. You can diss me, but you can't hurt my friends, they make my life worth living.
"JUST GET LOST WE DON'T CARE ABOUT YOU AND YOUR STUPID INSULTS. YOURE JUST WORTHLESS PIECES OF NOTHING."
One of them grabbed me by my neck and shoved me against the wall. I Could smell the stale smoke in his breath. He tightened his grip and I could hardly breathe.
I looked over to Jason and he shrugged at me helplessly. I felt myself getting dizzy if he didn't let go soon I would faint. I looked back at the boy who was holding me and all I saw was a fist flying towards my face.
My head flung back and whacked hard against the brick wall, I could feel the warm blood dripping down my neck.
I lifted my knee and tried to knee him, just to get him to loosen his grip. I must have hurt him because the next thing I knew, the grip had loosened and me and Jason were running. Anywhere. Just away from them.
We turned and ran around the corner and the next thing I knew I saw black.
