Warding off evil signs (BJA fanfic)

(A/N) Hi, so i'd just like to say that I'm British so some of the words will be spelt British. Also the character was born in Britain so she will have a British dialogue as well. I hope you like the story etc, etc....

Disclaimer: Green Day will sadly never -sob- ever belong to me and the songs that will be mentioned are not mine. The only things that are mine is the plot and Fleur - i just love that name. There may also be new characters introduced.

I trudged down the Oakland airport stairs, my face completely emotionless. I was still processing all of it.

Two weeks ago my motherly figure, Lila, was murdered while I helplessly watched. That was also the last time I spoke.

Lila had caramel hair that flowed halfway down her back, with the body of a supermodel and hazel eyes.

She had told me many times that she wasn't my biological mother but I didn't mind, she was like my older sister, my best friend. Lila said that she was blessed with me by two special friends of hers and that she will always owe them for that.

A cool April wind blew across my face as I walked towards a sleek, black limo. My heart raced as I realised I was one step closer to seeing my real parents. I had no clue what they looked like or who they were but Lila had said they were the most generous and selfless people she's ever met so that was something.

I gave the driver a small smile as he took my luggage but I didn't speak, I never do. I silently refused him as he tried to put my Acoustic Guitar in the boot with my other luggage. It makes me uncomfortable when some one touches it- no idea why but i just feel territorial. Like a mother protecting its child.

Ever since the 'incident' I have been mute - by choice. People said it was my way of grieving. To be honest I don't know why I choose to do this, I suppose it's just easier.

I tapped a tune on my knees as trees and buildings raced pass my view inside the Limo. I guess they must be loaded to afford a fancy limo and a driver who looks like the butler from batman. Alfred? I think.

As i stretched my neck i caught a glimpse of myself in the window, I wasn't vain but i cared about how i looked. I figured I should look decent the first time i met my parents so i gave myself a once over;

My bronze hair fell in beached waves down to the middle of my back and my green orbs shone as the sun hit them. My skin was a pale colour - well what do you expect from Britain- and had no hint of a tan, luckily i was blessed with clear skin that rarely got any spots. My cheeks were flushed from the heat that i was not accustomed to and my rosy pink lips were smushed together. I had a toned, slim build and a small six pack from the all exercise i do, it was kinda a hobby.

Lila had said that i didn't have my parents hair colours, but i did have my fathers green eyes and my mothers features. I had smiled at that.

For makeup i had some simple pink lip-gloss, heavy eyeliner and mascara on. I didn't really care for foundation and i only use concealer when necessary. As far as my outfit goes it was pretty simple. I had on black ankle length converses that i spray painted to look like the galaxy, black leggings and a white baggy t shirt with black boom boxes on that was tucked into my leggings. For accessories a had a ring with a silver tape on it on my right middle finger, on the finger next to my pinkie i had a small silver ring with weaving patterns that had sapphires in. I always wore this ring. Lila had gotten me it for my 12th birthday and i haven't taken it off since.

I eyed the guy in a suit that was seated opposite me. He said he was meant to escort me but i just think they want to make sure im not mental or do something stupid. After about a 10 minute awkward silence between me and suit guy we finally stopped. And my mouth dropped at what i saw. It was a house, a fricken huge house.

Batman's butler was at my door in an instant, offering his hand. I politely took it and got out of the limo, the Alfred guy i actually liked.

Suit guy came to my side and grabbed my arm pulling me towards the fancy wooden door - me still securely clutching my Guitar, while 'Alfred' got my bags out of the boot.

I became anxious and slowed my pace, of course the dick headed suit guy spun round and hissed at me;

"Miss Armstrong i suggest you hurry yourself along! We do not wanna keep your mother and father waiting!"

I glared at him and over dramatically wiped his spit off my face. But then i wondered 'Armstrong'? i knew i would take my parents last name but Armstrong? as in Billie Joe Armstrong? wasn't he the singer from Green Day?

I mentally scoffed at myself for being idiotic, that would never happen. I had heard some Green Day songs and they were a pretty awesome band,and they all had awesome hair.

Me and suit guy were on the front step now and my heart picked up speed when his wrinkly dry hands rang the door bell.

I could hear more than one pair of footsteps making there way towards the door and soon enough my ears faintly picked up the sound of a lock being turned.

The door opened and i saw four grinning faces.

(A/N) How was that for a first Chapter? Its not that long, i know but i'm new to this thing.