"You've been weird with me for days now!" I shouted, "Why? Billie what happened between us? You won't even look at me any more, do i mean nothing to you or something?" "-No! It's not like that-" "-I've known you my whole life and now you act like you don't know me. Do you care about me?" "Of course I do-" "-then why...
My life had been a cycle of the same continuous, boring activities until suddenly tangled with a trio of mischievous misfits. I hadn't understood the real concepts of having fun as a teenager until Billie Joe and his two friends had strolled along. Before I knew it, after finding a cocky green eyed boy on the roof of...
There was much that could've been said about Blaze Bernard: a patient daughter, 'devoted' friend, 'creative' student. Safe to say, liar wasn't suppose to be one of them. Infamous trouble maker Billie Joe Armstrong. Who doesn't know his name by now? The girl everyone seemed to want, a cocky asshole, Blazes best friend...
"I write best when I'm falling in love, or falling apart." He muttered to himself, his gaze was on the guitar he had gently settled into his lap as he traced over the initials 'BJ' on it with his index finger. "Which one is it right now?" I asked nervously. He looked up at me with his green eyes only for a split sec...