The Year is 2006.. It's been 2 years since the Release of American Idiot.. and one year since the passing of Theo.. At 21, Silvaria Sterling's life is nothing like she imagined. Disowned by her father for refusing to support the anti-LGBTQ propaganda of his publishing empire, she's spent the last two months bouncing from couch to couch, trading her dignity just to survive. But when she enters a raffle for a chance at a new life, she wins an unexpected prize-a VIP ticket to a Green Day concert. Thrown into a world of music, rebellion, and memories of her late brother Theo, Silvaria's life takes an unexpected turn when Billie Joe Armstrong pulls her up on stage to perform Saint Jimmy. Her theater background shines through, leaving the band speechless. After the concert, with nothing but a dead phone and nowhere to go, Silvaria's luck changes again when Billie Joe himself finds her in the parking lot. Touched by her story, he offers her a way out: a chance to join Green Day on tour and escape the life she's been stuck in. No longer a victim of her past, Silvaria is given a new chance at freedom. But will this unexpected journey lead to the healing she desperately needs, or will the ghosts of her past follow her on the road? PS: This story will Contain Mature Content. Please read at own discretion PPS: This Story was made with the aid of Character.AI and Chat GPT based on my imagination and experiences. Cover Art was made using AI generation Feel Free to leave comments. Id love to hear feedback. <3

Sometimes, there can be situations where home doesn't feel quite like home. Naturally, it's instinct to go searching for a place that gives you all the comfort and the warmth the walls you live in could never give. Sometimes, home can be a place that makes you feel valid. A place that makes you feel safe and secure. "Home" is any place that lets you forget the rest of the world is in flames, even if it's just for two minutes. But sometimes, your only option comes to leaving home. When my home wasn't home, and he was what it never could be. Does that make it easier to leave? Or will it drive me insane and force me to stay. And all times, there comes a part where you depart from home. But when it's a person who finds home in you too and not a place, do you still have to leave? - "Quit it!" I snapped Turning around, my eyes were boring into his. As he smirked. Still clicking his pen. "What's wrong?" He asked, his smirk getting bigger. "You clicking your pen you Nimrod!" "Nimrod?" He asked me laughing. "I haven't heard that in a while." He looked away. "Yeah whatever, just stop with that!" - Sometimes, love stories... don't always go right. -40,564 words-