Tragedy(Billie Joe Armstrong) (#Wattys2018)

Chapter 12: Cookie Fight

Bandit's POV

I made sure Billie went home last night even though he did stay until I calmed down. I hated it when people saw me crying. It made me want to cry more because I was embarrassed.

I took a super long shower to be rid of the past two days. At least the first week of school is only two days. But then on to five days starting Monday. Monday... the day of exhaustion.

I should just sleep tonight. I'm probably not going to sleep tomorrow so I should prepare. I put on pajamas and grabbed my guitar. I played a few basic songs to warm myself up. I wish I knew the chord progression to that song.

I played the Iron Man and Stairways to Heaven riff. Then picked up my acoustic and played Heroes, my favorite song. I also sang the songs but usually don't song in front of people so I don't usually mention it. I don't like the attention.

I grabbed my notebook and opened up to a few songs. Yes I wrote songs. That no one will hear. I don't want people to hear them. I wrote these to express my feelings and let my emotions out. I didn't write them to get fame. I played a few I finished. I started to write a strumming pattern and chord progression to one song. After that I scribbled down the lyrics I remembered from Billie's song then I write some more lyrics of my own.

I liked writing music. That's why I played a few instruments, I like different sounds behind lyrics. I also write short stories from time to time. When I think of something cool that should happen or something science fiction I'll write it down. I'll either write a song about it or write a plot line. Writing things down and immersing myself in story was what I loved. The best escape from reality.

I put my journal back in its hiding place and put my guitar back on its stand. I opened my window and sat on the sill to smoke. I saw the ladder leaning on the window. I couldn't help but let out a small laugh. I guess we know how Billie will be making his entrances from now on.

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I woke up at a decent time. Well I feel asleep at ten. I put on comfortable clothes and went downstairs. I grabbed frozen pancakes and heated a few of them up. I slowly ate them while I stared off into space. When I finished I grabbed the phone and called Billie.

"Hello?" A girl answered.

"Hi, is Billie there?" I asked.

"Not right now, he went out. Want me to tell him you called?" She asked.

"Um, no thanks," I said.

"Okay, thanks for calling," she said.

"Bye," I said and hung up.

I went outside and knocked on Tré's door. His mom opened the door. "Oh hi Bandit," she smiled.

"Hi, Misses Wright," I said.

"Tré is out right now," she told me.

"Oh, okay. Do you know where he went because I think Billie is with him too," I asked.

"They said they were going to Gilman," she said.

"Oh, okay," I nodded.

"Thanks for stopping by," she smiled.

"Yeah, bye," I said and left. Where the fuck is Gilman?! How would I get there?! Guess I'm not going.

I went back into my house and called Gerard.

"Hey bitch," he answered.

"Good morning, darling," I returned.

"How's my Bandit?" He asked.