It Started Off With Just A Trip To Oakland, California

I woke up the next morning, still on the couch next to Billi Joe. He was sound asleep, still. I barely lifted my head, as his arms were around me, and his head was burried in my neck. I slowly lifted my arm to see my watch flash 11:56
Billie Joe WAS suppose to be at the studio again, 3 hours ago. And I was suppose to call my brother, because he was free... 3 hours ago, and he had called last night for me, and said to call him back ASAP. I needed to find out about my freakin parents, and what the hell they were doing before they showed up at Billie Joe's door for me.
I heard someone nock on the door, and looked at Billie to see if he had woekn up from it... Nope. I decided to get up, since he wasn't.
I opened the door, to see Mike standing there... Not looking real happy, and I could only imagine why. His bass over his shoulder.
"Are you just waking up?!" he asked, annoyed
"Um... Yeah..."
"Where's Billie? He was suppose to be at the fuckin studio 3 hours ago!"
"He's... He's asleep..."
Mike looked more than furious, so I just moved to the side to let him in.
He walked in, and over to Billie, and playing a loud note on his bass.
"What the hell?" Said Billie, waking up.
He looked at Mike, confused at why he was there, playing his guitar.
"It's 12 o' fucking clock Billie!"
Billie Joe just looked at him, and blinked.
"You were SUPPOSE to be at the studio at 9!"
"Oh..."
"Everyone is there... Except the lead singer and lead gutarist of the fucking band!"
"Well, that sucks"
"Get your ass up, and get down there!" said Mike, even more pissed off than before.
"All right, All right." Said Billie Joe, sitting up.
"You better be down there in the next hour" said Mike, walking to the door.
"I will"
"See you later Mandy," Said Mike, and he closed the door
I looked at Billie, and tried not to laugh at the fact he just got yelled at by his best friend.
He looked at me, and smiled. "I know, I just got yelled at for not being at the studio at the right time..."
I started to laugh, and sat down next to him.
"Are you gonna come with me this time?" he asked
I wanted to, but this time I really needed to call my brother and people, and callin them while their playin American Idiot and other songs in the background is really no help.
"I really need to call people... My brother called last night when we were out, and said to call him back ASAP, and I never called, and I have to catch up with my real friends back in my town. And talking to them over your guitar's and the drums and shit is really no help..."
He sighed, and frowned. "okay, but you have to promise me something..."
"Okay, what?"
"Next time, your coming.. Which is tomorrow."
I smiled, and nodded. "Okay, I promise"
"Okay, and I'm not letting you forget that promise" He said, getting up, and laughing a little
"No doubt in my mind"
We both went upstairs to change, and about 10 minutes later he came down with black jeans, a black shirt, and a polka dot skinny tie. I was wearing my Nimrod hoodie this time, with dark blue jeans, with my hair into another bun, and eyeliner.
We both said goodbye and shit, and then he left. As soon as he left, I pulled out my cellphone, and called my brother, Adam.
"Hello?"
"Heyy Adam"
"Mandy?! Hey! I haven't heard from you in a while"
"Yeah... I know... Sorry"
"No problem," He said, and then added, "But I have to ask you something"
"Okay... What?"
"Is it the fuckin truth you're staying at Billie Joe Armstrong's house with him? Or am I just hearing things?"
I smiled, I knew I could tell him... I'd pretty much told him everything in my life. He was a few years older than me, but the only one in the family I looked up to.
"Yeah... It's true... I am... But right now he's at the studio with Mike, Tre, and Jason."
"Damn Mandy, how the hell did you pull that off? It's not every day your little sister, who's in love with a band get's to meet them and stay at one of their houses"
I laughed, amd sighed. "I was on the plane to grandma's, and BasketCase came on my ipod, when Billie Joe says 'Do you have the time to listen to me whine? ' And I said 'Yeah, I do have the time' and bla bla bla, and he heard me... He was going home with the guys, and he sat down next to me, and I told him how I was going to stay with my grandmother who doesn't know my name, and he told me I could stay with him"
There was silince, and then I heard him go, "And of course, the risk taker you are decided to go and stay with one of the biggest punk band's lead singer and guitarist that tons of girls love..."
"Shut up Adam"
He just laughed at me.
"And now mom and dad know.."
He stopped laughing, and sighed. "I know... That's why I called you"
"What? But I already knew"
"I know, but did you know their leaving in 2 fucking days for california."
Shit!
"What?!"
"Mom and dad called me... And asked me what town Green Day is in-"
"And you told them...?"
"I made up a town. So that's going to stop them for a little. But it's not gonna stop them from long from finding out where you are"
"I know..."
"Does Billie Joe know their looking for you?"
"He has known since mom called me, screaming at me, telling me I'm going home weather I like it or not"
"She's a pysco path on a whole new level"
"Think I didn't know that?"
"You live with her-"
"Don't remind me."
"Tryin not to..."
"Adam, with all my heart, I'm begging you... Don't let them find me... Until I tell Billie Joe..."
"What can Billie Joe do?"
"I don't know... But he promised me he won't let them take me back"
"I don't mean to be puttin you down, but when dad and mom are both pissed off, their like a loaded hand gun"
"I know... But I believe him"
"Good, and I'll try to keep them from finding you. Their fucking losing it,"
"You haven't noticed?"
"Yeah, I have. Listen... I have to go, I have some freakin exam and different shit, so I'll talk to you later?"
"Yeah."
"Okay, see ya later"
"See ya"
We hung up. My brother and I were never the ones to say "I Love you" to each other. We were more like friends than brother and sister, so I guess that's why.
I made about 6 different calls to people, and then finally got off the phone for the day.

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I sat on the couch, watching some movie when I finally fell asleep. It was really late and Billie Joe wasn't home. I tried to stay up for him, but I couldn't help falling asleep.
After sleeping for a little while, I heard the door open, and since it had been locked, it had to be Billie Joe. I opened my eyes a little bit, to see him stumble inside... Obviously drunk. I closed my eyes, and started to drift to sleep when I felt him sit on my legs, and I jumped up.
"It's just me" He said, slurring his words, after seeing me jump
"Oh, god you scared me... Wait... I didn't hear your car pull in... And I didn't see headlights."
"I know. I walked home"
"As smart as that sounds Billie... Why?"
"Because my keys wouldn't unlock the door of my fucking car"
"Why?"
"Because their shit"
"It might just be me, but I don't think BMW's are shit..."
He just looked at me, and then sighed.
"Billie... Let me see your car keys. I use to be able to fix my brothers, so I bet I can atleast find the problem with yours"
He nodded, in a drunk way, and took the keys outta his pocket. With one look at them, I started to laugh.
"What?"
I tried to speak, but I couldn't I was laughing too hard at him
"What?! Why are you laughin?" he slurred, getting annoyed
"Billie, is Tre as drunk as you?" I asked, when I finally stopped laughing
"What?"
"Did he have as much drinks as you?"
"Oh... I think so"
"Did he leave the same time as you?"
"Yeah"
"Okay. And I'm gonna take a wild guess, but did his car keys work?"
"No, which was weird" He slurred, so all I really understood was No
"Billie Joe, you retard. How drunk are you?!" I asked, starting to laugh again
"I don't know... Why?"
"You grabbed Tre's keys, and he has your's" I said, still laughing my ass off at him.
He looked at me, puzzled for a moment, and then laughed in a drunk way, which made me laugh even more at him.
"I'm going to bed Billie, until you came in and sat on me, I WAS sleeping" I said, trying to act mad at him, and doing a horrible job, since I was smiling.
He nodded, and shook his head at the same time, causing him to look like he was going crazy.
"What are you doing?"
"Nothing" He said, stopping, and staring at me.
"Now what are you staring at?" I asked, putting my hand on my hips
He shook his head, and looked down. "Nothing"
I rolled my eyes, and smiled. "Whatever Billie, I'm going to bed. So I'll see you in the morning?"
"Yeah, I'll see you in the morning"
"Kay, night"

I went upstairs, changed, and climbed into bed, turning off my light. I layed there, and starting thinkin about what Adam had told me... My parents were leaving soon to get me... I hadn't told Billie Joe becuase he was drunk, and I didn't wan't to expect him to say somethin, and he says something else. And I knew he would understand more in the morning.
I had told myself to go to bed tons of times, but I couldn't. Right now, all I could think about was my parents were gonna come to get me... I couldn't help but be scared.
It had been an hour before the lights downstairs were turned off, and I heard Billie Joe coming up the stairs. I couldn't imagine why I had told Becky I was with him... Of course she would tell someone. I was mentaly kicking myself in the head for telling her. Becuase I had told her, my parents knew who I was with.
I turned over, and looked at the wall, instead of into the hallway. I couldn't sleep... Now with the thought of how pissed off I was at Becky for telling everyone that I was staying with Billie Joe, about what my parents are gonna do to me when I get home. I couldn't bare to think of what they would do... But running off with the one guy my parents didn't want me to think about this summer, instead of staying with my grandmother would atleast earn me a couple bruises.
I winced, and looked down at my arm. All the bruises were still there. Pure hatred came through me for my parents. Why did they have to hurt me? Why did my dad have to crash, and now take advantage of me like my mother... Why? And that's when I broke down into tears... I couldn't take it anymore. I just wanted to get away from them, from being hurt, from being abused. And now that I had... They were gonna make sure I would come back.
I was silently crying, staring at my wall. This is why I couldn't think a lot, cuz it makes me cry... And I really wasn't up to crying, especially then. I should have been a little happy, because I hadn't seen them in a little while... But that little while wasn't good enough.
"Billie?" I asked, as I felt the bed sink next to me.
"Hmmm?"
"Why are you in my bed?" I asked, wiping my tears away.
"I don't know, funny how that works out"
"Yeah... Isn't it?"
I smiled, I really didn't care why he was in my bed next to me... The whole time I was thinking, I was wishing he was there for me to talk to...
In a little while, I heard him snore. I smiled to myself, and fell asleep...