Green Day: I Have a What?

Chapter 2

Mckenzie's POV

I woke up like any normal day. Except today is my birthday. And the first year anniversary of my parents death. November 18th. My alarm clock went off. But I don't feel like getting up. I laid in my bed until my uncle came in and told me to get up or I'm going to be late to school. Today's Friday at least. 15 fucking years old. I went down stairs to find my uncle and cousin at the table, and a cake set out. I told them I didn't want to celebrate this year.

"Syd... I told you guys I didn't want to celebrate this year." I said sitting down looking at the delicious looking cake.

"Well a birthday isn't a birthday without cake Cuz"

"Ya. Come on Kenzy Benzy" my uncle said.

"Alright. But no gifts." They looked at each other and smirked. Ugg. They did. But they just sang Happy Birthday, then we had cake for breakfast. When that was over I went upstairs to get ready for school. I put on my 'My Chemical Romance' long sleeve t-shirt. Decided against it, and took it off putting on my Green Day sleeveless t-shirt. Along with black ripped jeans and blank and white converse. Then I went to the bathroom, brushed my teeth. Then I brushed out my straight, dark blonde hair that goes down to the middle of my back. Then I applied concealer, black eyeliner, and black mascara to my face. I then stood there for a second staring at my hazel eyes in the mirror. I thought about that terrible night.

~flashback~

We're in the car. We got to go up to Aspen Colorado for my birthday and skip school. We're in the car riding back over Independence pass and it's like 7 at night. It's raining really hard. It's kinda hard to see out the windows. My Dad was driving steadily up the mountain.

"Nevin... Not so close to the edge. Please drive slower..." My mom gets real uneasy with heights. And it's raining on our way up a mountain. I'm not bad with heights because I've lived here all my life. Born and raised in Colorado.

"It's ok Cindy. We are going to be ok." My dad said calmly driving up the mountain.

"Ya mom. Dads right. We are going to be ok." Right as I said that a truck came flying down the mountain without its front lights on. It hit out car front on. The car flew backwards upside down. Luckily the last strip of road was straight and not curved, so we didn't go off the side of the mountain. The car landed upside down. I had scrunched up into the seat, holding on for dear life. Then I blacked out.

~flashback over~

I shivered at the memory as tears rimmed my eyes. Then my cousin knocked at the door. She's a 10 months younger that me. So she's still in 8th grade. She starts school an hour after I do.

"Cuz... I have to use the bathroom." I blinked away the tears and opened the door to let her in.

"Sorry." Was all I said before returning to my room, and grabbing my leather jacket and backpack and heading out the door to the bus stop after saying good bye. Today is going to be horrible.

I got on the bus and went to the back. I'm the first pick up. I shoved my headphones in and blasted some Linkin Park. When we finally got to school I went to go sit in front of my locker u till the bell rings as per usual. My locker is in the back of the school so no one really comes back her but for a minute to get their stuff. I took out my sketch book and drew. I wish I could one day get drawing lessons from Gerard Way. I admire his work and music. But I know that will never happen. The bell rang and I headed to class.