My new life... [Green Day fanfic.]

Chapter 11

The day after the concert we got on the plane to California. At the airport there were (again) journalists - but this time they caught me when Billie was holding my hand.

I was really nervous - I'm gonna meet Billie's family and see Joey graduate! But I was also scared. What if they don't like me? What when I'm gonna do something stupid and ruin everything?

Up in the air, I fished my phone out of my pocket and listened to music. I was really nervous.

When I woke up, I realized Tre's been drawing the whole flight over on my arm - the one without so many so many scars. Beside of 'fuck' and 'shit' and more ordinary ones, he drew corn with a dog's head & butt - it's called 'Corndog'.

In the car I got more and more nervous.

"You ready to get to know the family?" Billie glanced at me with a smile. "The boys don't know you're coming - so you're gonna be a suprise."

"But she's my pet!" Tre shouted from behind me. I threw my old, torn up vest onto his head. He ruffled my hair so hard, that I looked like being electric - which looked really bad.

My jaw dropped open when I saw his house. It was all nice and with a garden - but big. Really big.

"Wow..." I whispered. Billie grinned at me.

"Welcome home!"

Adrienne was already waiting for Billie at the door. They kissed as they said their hellos. Mike and Tre got a hug and kiss on the cheek.

"Adie, this is Liz," Billie introduced me.

"Hi Liz, I'm glad to meet you!" she came over and hugged me.

"Me, too," I said shyly.

"Come in. The boys are already waiting!" I went in between Mike and Tre. It looked all normal, beautiful (and big) in there.

"Dad!" Joey and Jakob came into the room.

"Hey, my little fuckers! We've got a guest with us. Liz? Where are you?" he looked around. I stepped out from behind Tre. "Oh c'mon...stop being so shy. Well, this is Liz. Liz, these are Joey and Jakob."

"Hey.", I said trying to smile.

"Hi," they greeted me with a little wave.

"How 'bout you guys go upstairs? We gotta get some really boring things done," Mike suggested.

*BILLIE'S POV*

Mike, Tre, 80 and I sat down in the kitchen.

"Adie, could we adopt Liz?" Tre asked before I could even start.

"Adopt!?" she widened her eyes.

"Yeah. Y'know, she's been through some really rough shit and her Mum kicked her out so y'know, we can't like leave her after the tour!"

"A few days ago we found her being all broken down. On the bathroom floor was blood and an old razor," Mike told her. Adie looked shocked.

"You don't know what scars her last adoptive Mum left on her..." Tre got all sad when he thought about that - he really seemed to like her a lot.

"Let me think it over, ok?" she said.

*LIZ' POV*

We went up to Joey's room.

"So, where did they pick you up?" Joey asked me, as we sat down on the floor.

"Austria. Tre picked me up on the beach," I smiled a bit.

"And your parents were ok with it?" Joey asked along.

"My adoptive Mum kicked me out slash I ran away, so I think yeah, she's got no problem with it," I had to laugh a little. And I really wanted to smoke a cig. "May I?" I pointed at the window and the box of cigs in my hand. He opened the window for me. "Thanks. Want one?" I looked at them 

"Nope. How old are you?" Jake.

"Fifteen. Because of the cigs?" I smiled again. They both nodded. "There are badder ways to destroy yourself. In my case, the cigarettes are really lite," I said, blowing the smoke out of the window and throwing the cig away. Jake took a guitar.

"You play?" Jake asks me.

"Sure! Tell me something I should play."

"Okay, let's see...your favorite song,

"Jake looked at me. I played Basket Case. After I finished, they looked as same as Mike, Billie and Tre looked when I played the first time to them. "Wow..."

"Wait guys; I hope I'm not gonna kill this song, but both of you gotta sing with me, ok?" I looked them in the face. They nodded. I started to play 'Broadcast This' by Emiliy's Army - the band Joey played in. It was really fun to play a song where everybody's singing with you (well, actually we didn't sing but more screaming around).

"Guys, dinner!" we could hear Tre calling us. 

The next day I woke up, my phone vibrating. As I looked at it, I realised that it was 5:10 a.m. 8 messages from Tory. Jeez, what happened??