Roller coaster 🎢 ~ (Tom Delonge) [Discontinued!]

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

     *smut warning ⚠️

It's been a year ever since my first encounter with Tom and my meeting with Mark. When they were making the Cheshire Cat album, they had me stuck around with them during the process and I couldn't be more grateful. They were just an ordinary garage band, but now they were opening up to the world. Blink-182 was slowly making its name known around the world and I was one of the lucky people to be a part of it. They've gotten the attention of record labels up in Los Angeles and they were selling records and tapes immediately. As of now, it's been I've graduated from school with Tom and Mark. To add to that, Tom and I made a big step with our relationship by moving in with each other. We only recently moved into a new apartment, just on the other side of Poway hill.

I stopped talking to my mother the moment I moved out, I couldn't have been happier moving out. While I was away from her, I couldn't help but think about her. At least she couldn't torment me any longer, I've been shutting myself out from the world for far too long.

The more I think about my parents, the more I think about how I was so lucky to meet Tom and other people who actually care about me.

It was refreshing to be away from her, along with having a new clean slate to start my life on.

Now that I graduated, I was finally free to be able to pursue what I've always wanted to do. I'm able to chase my dream of becoming a photographer, a professional one at that. Tom has reassured me and was supporting me all the way about becoming a photographer and I'm so glad I have him by my side. I don't know what I'd do without him.

April 17th, 1997

        Today is the day I could really care less about, but before I tell you what day it is today, I'll catch you up to date. Recently my boyfriend and his band are currently working on a new album. They've already decided what they were going to call the album (with my help of course). We were drinking one night and went to a neighboorhood party. Mark kept complaining how there were practically no girls there and he kept calling the place a sausage fest and we all eventually came to like the words 'Dude Ranch' because it was funnier to say. Right now, the trio is almost done with the complete album. Tom usually drags me down to the studio when they start recording. Believe it or not, Tom has been acting slightly more serious about his job ever since Cargo Music and MCA Records signed blink up. Since he's taking his job more professionally, Tom has been quite distant lately. When I come with him to the recording studio he'll sometimes ignore me. On the other hand, when I don't tag along he comes home late and doesn't talk to me.

        Today is one of those days, I spent the entire day at home, simply bored to myself to death while I waited for Tom to come home. Now I'm stuck here, on April 17th, what a wretched day. I hate my birthday, I really do. As I grew out of my childhood, I faintly remember my past birthdays. I never really celebrated the day because either one of my parents would be out of the house or locked away in separate bedrooms. While I've gotten used to not celebrating the day I came to this Earth, I've always wondered what it would be like to have a simple party again. Maybe I could bring it up to one of the boys, but how does a girl celebrate her 18th birthday?

I sat in the living room on the couch in my shared apartment with Friends playing on the TV. Instead of watching Rachel and Ross, I was too engrossed at looking at the time. I couldn't wait till he got home, any minute he would come through the door. I got up from the couch and grabbed my pack of cigarettes from the coffee table and headed out onto the patio. I leaned against the cold metal bars and looked down at all of the suburban homes and neighborhoods.