"Kylie,breakfast is ready."a happy woman's voice echoed through my room.
"Im not hungry..but thanks."i say turning over still exhausetd.
"Okay,sweety."She said.
I then fell back asleep.
I knew Adi was the woman,
Well..she&I are the only woman in the house.
-12:00 P.M.-
"Ky,c'mon.You gotta get up."Billie's voice echoed.
"Why?"i asked.
"Well,we have to do some errands and i can't leave you home alone."he says.
"You know im NOT 5,right?"i asked sitting up.
"Just get dressed,Kylie."he says.
"Yeah,yeah."i say getting up.
He leaves the room.
I go into the closet,
I grab my red pants,my Red Sox jersey,and my red&white vans,and some other stuff.
I bring it into the bathroom,i take a shower.
I quickly then get dressed and brush my teeth and i throw my hair into a ponytail.
I quickly put on my socks and shoes and i grab my Red Sox hat and i trot downstairs.
"Well,you're festive."Billie said.
"Well,the Sox ARE my home team.Plus they're playing today."i say.
"Yeah.Okay lets get moving!"he says.
I walk to the car with him.
We then get in and we start driving to somewhere.
"Oh yeah,you start school in September by the way."he says.
"Great,8th grade.."i say slumping back.
"Hey,it's not THAT bad."he says.
"Uh,Billie,yeah it is..you sit there..do nothing..then get homework..probally the most boring thing i've ever done."i say staring out the window.
"Hey,no need to be a crabapple about it."he says.
"Well,how bout you try this shit."i say.
"Hey."he says.
"Excuse my fucking french."i say.
He gave me a light tap/hit on the arm.
"Cut the shit.Fuck a duck.Ass.Motherfucker."i say to annoy him.
"Alright,now you can cut the motherfucking shit."he says.
"Alright,Billie.I'll cut the motherfucking shit."i say.
He just laughs.
We arrive at a mall.
"So,you're just gonna let these crazy asses see ya?"i ask.
"No,i need YOU to go into Target and get me a Dew."he says.
"Okay..but i ain't got no money."i say.
He hands me a 5 dollar bill.
"Be right back."i say.
I hop out of the car,
I throw on my sweatshirt and i walk into the mall.
I walk to target,grab the mountain dew,pay,and i walk out.
"ANYBODY!ANYBODY!STEP UP AND SEE IF YOU CAN GET THE HIGH SCORE ON 'PARTY SINGER!'WINNER GETS TWO TICKETS TO ANYWHERE,FOR ANY OCASSION!"a man says.
I walk into line and i listen to the people,there were some good and some bad..
"Any you!What's your name?And what song will you be singing?"the man asked me when it was my turn.
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I'm The Daughter Of Who?(Billie Joe Armstrong/Green Day) {IN EDITING}
Random(i started writing this story back in 2014, and i was 14 and my writing was absolute shit, i apologize for the cringe to come) It's just Ky now,living with a dad that's a famous musician and has never met her before is tough..espically at school.Ky...