Flowers (name of book isn't confirmed)

Cris

Chapter three, Cris, 2:59 pm,

Bell rings, and I manage to get up off the bench Billie and I sat on for P.E. 'cause we were too injured to do the exercises. I waddle over to my locker, and grab my stuff. I see in the corner of my eye, Billie talking to some guy. I wobble over, and Billie introduces this guy to me.

"Nice to meet you, Fred," I say, instantly forgetting his name.

"My name ain't Fred, but ok," he laughs and shakes my hand.

"Sorry, I tend to forget one's name instantly, unless they're... Oh wait, that's rude if I were to say that..." I trail.

"Say what?" Billie whispers in my ear.

"I tend to not forget someone's name unless they're hot..." I whisper back.

"Eh, same..... I already forgot this guy's name," Billie replies.

"So, I'm not hot? That's harsh. I really wanted to ask you out on a date," Fred says.

"I wouldn't be able to go anyway," Billie blanks.

"Oh, why?"

I start to fall, my brain blanking out, thinking about Billie Joe Armstrong, and how hot he is.

"Got a date with someone," Billie says as he hugs me, catching from falling down.

"Oh," Fred looks down, then walks away.

Billie picks me up, and we walk off school campus, me completely in a different world. I start to drool as I picture Billie Joe naked.

"Stop drooling!" Billie yells at me.

I barely heard him, with Billie Joe's soft, a bit scratchy voice playing in my head, saying, "I love you Cris." over and over again.

"Cris?" Billie waves his hand in front of my face. I still don't react, still picturing Billie Joe and him talking to me. "Helllloooo?"

I slowly regain consciousness, but I still hear Billie Joe's voice talking to me. "What?" I ask.

"Dude, you blanked out for like twenty minutes," Billie says.

"Sorry...."

"What happened?" he asks.

"You don't want to know," I blankly say.

"Tell me!"

"Billie Joe Armstrong," I start.

"Ohhhhhh, you were picturing him naked and saying, "I love you," to you! I've had that happen to me so many times, I lost count!" Billie interrupts.

"Yeah, how'd you know?" I ask.

"You said, "Billie Joe Armstrong," and I guessed from there," he responds.

I nod my head, understanding. He carries me to, I don't actually know. "Hey, where the fuck are we going?" I question him.

"You'll see," he winks.

"Ugh, fine. Could you at least tell me how long it's going to take?" I ask, still being carried by him.

"Nope, it'll give the place away," he smiles.

I stare at his face as he walks, for a few minutes. For a second, he looked down and said, "Hey, whatcha starin' at?"

"Your handsome face," I replied.

"Don't you dare give me a fucking bon-"

"Don't say it," I cut him off.

"But-!"

"No buts."

"Ok, fine," he looks back up. I'm still staring at him, on the verge of drooling.

Soon, we arrived somewhere. He places me down on the grass, and runs off.

"Ba- Billie! Where are you going?" I called out.

"Ha! You almost called me babe!" he calls back.

"Yeah, so?"

"I wanted to test you!"

"Oh you fucker," I roll my eyes as he runs back.

"So, let's hangout here for a bit!"

"Why?"

"My parents told me not to come back until I found a place to stay. So, I want to hangout with you for a bit!"

"Why the fuck me? I'm a terrible person!" I wrap my arms around him.

"No you're not! You're a great person! And I lov-"

"Sure you love me! I don't believe that bullshit! I haven't made any friends since last year! They then threw me in the trash like always," I take my hands off of him, and put them in my pocket.

"Oh," he looks down. "I'm not gonna throw you in the trash!"

"Thanks bab-"

"See! You almost called me babe!"

"I'm getting too comfortable!" I hugged him, really tight.

He sat there, talking, hugging, me apparently giving him a boner, for I don't know how long. 

(A/N: Comment what you think of this book so far, I'd appreciate it!)