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Call me what you will...

First I'm not much of a fan but I when I was I wanted to make a Green Day fic. This wont contain slash, ipods did not existed back then. Non of current emo bands are even mentioned here. They DO NOT loves skittles and if they do I dont give a shit.

Maybe I'll do some cliches but I promise I can handle them in a different way
  1. Different skies
    teaser:The trash cans roll around the further roads, and avenues. She just keeps stamping her dirty converse on the cement, looking around see if there is anything she wont consider scum.
  2. She
    teaser:"Operation Ivy" A voice drags the words into her mind.
  3. Stormy dreams
    teaser:She walks up the metal stirs up to her attic room. The last door to the right, just like a restroom, but enormous dorm. Her door is the only one yet locked
  4. Heavier than hell
    teaser: Her drak brown hair blows frenetically with the wind that comes cruising her appart. Yet she stands. She makes no sign of being catching any comment so vainly directed at her.
  5. Take me to Christie Road
    teaser:"Fancy a smoke?" She says launching the black cigarette to her lips.
  6. Vicious
    teaser:"Yeah and Bikini Kill too" She says pointing at the girls chest, with the image of a concert. Riot pulls herself up and abruptly springs to the stairs. Never leaving her cigars out of sight. She lands on the red iron steps, and almost looses b
  7. Teenage beer
    teaser:She glares back at them both, with a hint of arrogance and careless mind.