Love Is Our Resistance

Chapter 1

Today is saturday, the first day of the school half term holidays. This should made me happy but it didn't. First because it's cold and second because my best friend is in winterholidays with her parents. The whole two weeks.

"Zoey come we'll get outside to buy some food!", my mom shouted.

 I searched my wardrobe to find some clothes to wear. It was definitly to cold to wear a band shirt. Fuck. After 10 minutes searching and 6 shouts from my mom I decided to wear my self-designed jacket. It has all the logos and symbols from my favourite bands on it. Nirvana, Arctic Monkeys, Foo Fighters, The Rolling Stones, Queen and of course Muse, Muse, Muse. You must know that Muse is my absolutly favourite band. If you live like me in germany, in a small town, than you're probably totally alone with that music taste.

 "Zoey, mom is waiting outside. She wants that you drive to the super market." My little sister, Mel, was standing in my room

"Uhm okay, I'm coming, but we'll drive with my car."

Me and Mel are walking downstairs. Finally we were in the car.

"Zoey I forgot my pourse in the house. Will you be so friendly and bring it to me?",  mom wanted to know.

"Yeah sure." I get out of the car and was walking toward the house.

 ***MEL***

To see Zoey walking was amazing. This sounded probably weird but it's true. She's a natural beauty. Her face is looks absolutely beautiful.  Full lips and amazing green eyes. Her hair was falling, in softly waves, over her shoulder. It's long and brown. She was usually wearing band shirts but today she wears her self-designed jacket with skinny black trouser and black doc martens. She isn't fat and not to small. She has the perfect figure. She might be looking happy, but she isn't. After her boyfriend was sleeping with her ex-bestie she's totally destroyed. I wanna help her but I don't know how. I think she don't even likes me.

 
***ZOEY***

'Smile. Don't forget to smile Zoey! ' I'm reminding this always when I go outside. Why I do this is a long story. Back in the car I turned the radio on. 'with the lights out it's less dangerous. Here we are now entertain us. I'm so stupid and contagious here we are now... ' Smells Like Teen Spirit is the only song my family listens with me when I drive. The snow flakes were falling down on the glass. The street was icy. I hate to drive in such a weather. We found pretty fast a parking lot. It was definitely not worth to drive to this shit super market.

"Zoey can you search the apples?" my mom asks, totally busy to find bread.

"Mhh yes okay" why can't she search the shit bloody apples yourself?!?

 I finally found the apples. Why are so much people here? It's crazy!

"Hey! Look where you're walking to! "A stupid men was running against me. The apples and my bag with all it's stuff fell down.

"Oh I'm so sorry! Here take this." The men said and gave me £50.

"Thanks but I don't want your money. Really. Oh and we pay with euros here not with pounds." I told him friendly.

"Nice jacket. Are you a fan of this bands?" The man  asks and finally looks into my eyes but his eyes were walking down to my boobs were the Muse symbol was.

"Hey my eyes are here up okay!?! Wait...I know you! You are Morgan Nicholls! You play with Muse live! Oh my bellamy! Why the hell are you here??" I was shocked. If Morgan is here, maybe Matt, Dom or Chris too?

"Psst! Shut up! Paparazzis are everywhere!" Morgan said

"Haha yes. Definitly. In this village are so many paparazzis. The people here don't even know Nirvana at all. So don't worry." Oh my bellamy! Morgan Nicholls is standing in front of me!.