Chapter 1:Alone

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//_Cassidy P.O.V_\\
"I need for all kids from ages 10-15 to come to the Wreck Room. We have adopters!" I heard Miss.Jackson or as I call her Miss. Fuck Face say over the intercom. I put on my worn out black converse high tops and a black hoodie. Today I am wearing a Green Day shirt and black skinny ripped jeans. I put on black eyeliner and mascara. I went to the bedroom door and pulled it open but as fast as I opened it a bitches fist connected to my jaw,I fell to the ground from the impact. Britney came and punched me square in the nose causing it to bleed.All I did was smirk from the taste of blood from my nose.
"What!!! Do you think this is funny?" she yelled and the last thing she did to me was kick me in the calf which was extremely painful but I didn't move because I didn't want to give her what she wanted.
"You will never get adopted! Do you here me you bitchey ass Emo American idiot!!!"Britney yelled.
She laughed her head off as she locked the door and went downstairs. I stood up and hobbled over to my bed and wiped the blood away which was completely useless. I grabbed St.Jimmy, my guitar, and plugged him into a speaker I bought.I decided to play "Horseshoes and Handgrenades" by Green Day I started singing along.
I was in the middle of the song, when I heard foot steps lots of them come to my room it got louder and louder until it stopped in front of the bedroom and I heard the door unlock. I looked over my shoulder and watched the door open and when I saw who was on the other side I grabbed St.Jimmy and ran to the bathroom but by my first step I fell.I turned and looked over my shoulder to see everyone laughing and pointing at me other than three young men.I slowly stood up turned around hobbled towards my night stand grabbed sharpies, markers and eyeliner than hobbled to the bathroom with St.Jimmy in one hand and everything else in the other. I went inside and cried and cried whipe making my own version of what Jimmy did in the bathroom in the music video for Jesus of Suburbia. When I was done I was still crying and I played Jesus of Suburbia on my guitar. I stopped when I heard a knock and a voice,
"Can we help you?" the voice was very clear but also caring.I turned to the door and unlocked.

//_Billie's P.O.V_\\
She unlocked the door and we smiled sympathetically, and when we saw what she did to the bathroom we all went wide eyed.She looked around and smiled the giggled then sat in the middle of the bathroom and started humming the lyrics to Jesus Of Suburbia and played the notes on her black electric guitar. We came in and Mike closed the door behind us. Then she looked at us when Tre said,
"Your a very good Guitarist."
"Yeah" Mike and I agreed
She looked down and blushed a vibrant shade of red.I smirked and she said,
"Thank you very much."the she continued without acknowledging it,
"Wow my favourite band slash idles just complimented me I think I might die!"she squealed then looked up,
"Did you hear what I just said?"
"Yup"I replied than Mike
"Yes" and lastly Tre replied
"Yupieydoodleydoo!"
Which caused here to laugh and we joined in 'she is really nice' I thought.

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