Your My Everything

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    *August 15th 2004*
          *Y/N's P.O.V*

Today is my first day of 5th grade. Me and my family moved from New York, we now live in San Diego. (yes I know that Billie didn't live in San Diego in 5th grade, it's for the purpose of the story). I am now going to Sycamore Elementary School. I hope I make friends here. I really don't wanna be that weirdo kid that doesn't have any friends and eats alone at lunch. I just finished getting dressed and tying my shoes when my mom called from downstairs "Y/N THE BUS IS HERE!!". "OKAY MOM". I ran downstairs, excited, and ready for school. "Okay, bye mom...bye dad" I said as I walked onto the bus. My dad has been abusing me since 3rd grade, so I dont really like him. I saw all the kids on the bus look at me. I knew why they were looking at me. I was the new kid and I came here in the middle of the year. I saw a boy with black spikey hair in all black clothing sitting all alone with earbuds in. I sat next to him and all the other kids were looking at me like I was crazy as I sat next to the boy. I tapped his shoulder and said "Hi, my names Y/n" and put my hand out, ready for him to shake it. Instead he just looked at my hand, back up at my face, scoffed, put his earbuds back in and looked back out the window of the bus. My smile dropped and I just looked backdown at my lap and pulled out my phone and earbuds. I decided to try to talk to him again, so I tapped on his shoulder again. He looked at me, pulled his earbuds out again and said "what" with a slight attitude. "Chill, I just wanted to know what you were listening to" I said. His eyes softened when I asked about his music. "Uhh, sorry I'm just not used to people talking to me". I was confused on why nobody talked to this nice boy. "I'm listening to My Chemical Romance by the way". I smiled widely and said "that's my favorite band". His eyes widened and he said "Really?!?". Apparently he said it a little to loud because a fairly large boy came over to us and said "shut the fuck up you Emo" to the boy. The large boy looked at me and said "oh, would you look at that, the Emo's got a girlfriend". I looked up at the large boy and said "oh I'm not his girl-" before I could finish my sentence, the large boy slapped me and said "shut up bitch". The smaller boy next to me stood up and stood in front of me and said "back off Justin!!". "Oh c'mon Billie, it's like she said, she's not your girlfriend, you don't have to stand up for her" said Justin. Hmm, Billie, that's a nice name, I like it. "Billie" I said. They both looked down at me with wide eyes, not expecting me to interrupt their stand off. I got up and said "it's okay Billie, I got this". I turned to Justin and slapped him in the face. "Y/n I don't think tha-" I cut Billie off and said "Billie I said I've got this". I turned back around and saw Justin holding his cheek, he looked up at me with rage in his eyes, he tried to take a punch at me but I caught his hand, twisted it and put it behind his back. At this point everybody on the bus was looking at me, Billie and Justin. I put my face down towards Justin's ear and whispered "if you ever think about hurting me or Billie ever again, I'll do this again and the next time I won't be so easy on you" I let him go and smirked. He ran back to his seat and sat back down with his friends. I sat down and looked at Billie as if nothing happened. Billie looked at me in amazement. "Woah... I-I- I'm speechless" was all he said. "Oh it's nothing" I said. Silence came over us until Billie asked "So what's your favorite song my My Chem?" Billie asked me. "Well, it's probably House of Wolves" Billie smiled widely at my answer, "that's my favorite song too" he said. Soon it was time to get off the bus and walk into the school. As we got off, Justin gave us an evil glare. As we walked further into the school, I noticed that everyone was looking at me and Billie. A group of girls, who looked very popular came up to us as said "well, well, well. If it isn't the Emo faggot and his girlfriend". "Again, I'm not his girlfriend". The leader of the group scoffed and looked me up and down and said "who are you, I've never seen you around here" "I'm new here, and my name is y/n" I replied bitterly because I really didn't wanna keep talking to this bitch. So I grabbed Billie's wrist and walked away, dragging Billie along with me. Billie was very cute, I had to admit. He had jet black spiked hair, heavy eyeliner. He wore a black button down shirt and a skinny red tie. Along with some black converse and black skinny jeans. Apparently I was staring at Billie because he snapped his fingers in my face, snapping me out of my trance saying "Y/n". He chuckled a little at my staring. I blushed and said "sorry". "Its okay, what were you staring at anyways?" He asked. I looked up at him and said "uhh... uh.. nothing." I said and he laughed "well you were obviously staring at something, looked like you were staring at me". I blushed bright red at his comment. I realized that he was holding my hands looking into my e/c eyes with his bright green eyes. And that's how I became best friends with Billie Joe Armstrong on the first day of 5th grade.

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Hope you liked the first chapter🙃 btw, this is what Billie looks like, just imagine this, just younger looking🙃