‘Haha! Loser!’ Craig picked up a stone on the other side of the road and chucked it at me. It hit me right on the back of the head. ‘See you at school. Oh yeah! I won’t will I?’ Craig went off laughing to himself. His cronies following. I really hate people like that. They are just complete jerks! After that I ran home quick and opened the door. ‘Hey babe!’ That’s my dad. He’s mad. He’s a pro skate boarder! I mean at only 28 years old he is doing quite well! I never see him much. He’s always going back to America to go to competitions and stuff. I’m American anyway. But for no reason we moved to England when I was 14. So only 2 years ago. ‘Hi dad! Here!’ I chucked him a beer as I came in the house. Getting beer for my dad was the only time I left the house! ‘Thanks. And don’t call me dad. I don’t call you daughter!’ I laughed. ‘Yeah whatever Sam! Listen. Can I go out tonight and maybe develop a social life with ?’ ‘Sure sweetie! I’m going down the skate park! Bye!’ He ran past me and patted me on the head. Grabbed his board and slammed the door. That is the only thing wrong with my dad. Skating before child. Oh well. Better call .

When I said I was a loner I did tell a lie. I have 1 friend. and me met like 6 months ago at the ‘taste of chaos’ gig. We’ve been cool ever since. S*** where’s the cell? Ah found it! I dialled the number quick and waited. ‘Hellooo the sexiest guy in the world speaking! How may I help you?’ Mad ass. ‘Hi it’s me!’ There was a pause. ‘Oh hey ! What you want?’ ‘Can I hang with you today and maybe like sleep round cause my dad’s in full skater mood at the mo!’ ‘Ha! Yeah whatever. But arm I have some mates round that are staying too.’ ‘Oh that’s okay! I’ll be round in five!’ I looked out the window and saw Craig again. ‘Actually better make that 10!’ ‘You want me to get one of my mates to walk round?’ Aww! That’s for ya! Sweet and caring! ‘Yeah! Thanks dude!’ ‘Ok then. Bye!’ ‘Bye.’ He hung up pretty quick. Better go grab some stuff. When I ask to stay round I usually mean a week or so! I ran upstairs into my room. Okay. Black or purple converse? Erm. Crap. Doorbell. That was quick! Better go answer! I ran downstairs quick and opened the door. ‘Hi! You must be ?’ I gaped at the guy. ‘Holy f***! You look like Billie-Joe!’ Oooops?! That wasn’t meant to come out! ‘Haha! Thanks! That was the aim. But I’m !’ ‘Hi ! Look I just began to pack so if you wanna come in a min!’ nodded. ‘Why d’ya need to pack for one night?’ He asked. God he sounded cute. ‘Cause when I ask to stay the night I mean a week!’ I smiled at him and let him in. ‘You can either sit down here or come up and help me.’ ‘Come and help!’ I showed upstairs and we went into my room. ‘Sorry bout the mess. I just can’t be bothered to tidy.’ I laughed. Ugh! Why do I keep doing dumb things like that? It’s not like I fancy him. I began chucking a few more things into my bag. Finally I decided on my black Converse, Red vans, Trivium and Blink 182 t-shirts, Atticus tee, Emily strange tee, 3 pairs of black trousers, 1 pair of jeans, 2 hats and my Green day hoodie! I don’t travel light!

‘You want me to carry that?’ Asked . ‘Yeah. Thank you!’ picked up my bag and we went downstairs. I chucked on my mouldy trainers and we went. About 10 minutes later we had arrived at a block of flats. ‘Erm . doesn’t live here.’ ‘I know that. But there was a change of plan and now he does!’ He pressed the buzzer that had the number 42 next to it. ‘Hello?’ ‘Hi . Let us in will you. It’s freezing!’ ‘And what’s the magic word?’ That made me laugh. ‘Magic word? What the hell? Just let me in!’ Mag…’ ‘Let us in or I shall destroy your back to the future DVD’s!’ With that there was a buzz and held open the door to let me in. ‘Thanks.’ I mumbled. We walked up the stairs, which actually took a long time. Sadly the lift wasn’t working. When we got up the top chucked the bag to me, kicked open a door, which must have been ’s flat and ran in. ‘Sorry. But I really need to pee!’ I just stood there looking like a complete idiot whilst he ran off. ‘Heyyy !’ ran over to me and hugged me. ‘Hi !’ looked down at the bag. ‘Oh so it’s like a week then is it?’ He laughed. ‘Don’t worry babes. I’ll sleep on the couch. You have my room! Come in!’ He stepped aside letting me in. I dumped my bag on the floor and sat on the sofa. ‘So how long you been living here then?’ thought for a minute. ‘3 weeks today!’ He began to look very proud. ‘Why d’ya wanna go move here?’ ‘Because. Me and the guys are trying to get a record deal and living nearer central London is more easier!’ ‘Cool!’ ‘You wanna drink?’ He asked. ‘Please! Cola if you got it.’ went off to the kitchen. came out of the bathroom. Smiled and walked out. Just as another guy was coming in. He was hot! I mean. In my opinion Billie-Joe and Tom Delonge are hot. But this guy was them times. Oh let’s say. 8 thousand million! ‘Hi! I’m ! They guy who worried about the destroying of the back to the future movies.’ He laughed. ‘ .’ I replied. ‘I live here too. Right now I’m going to my room!’ He jumped over the sofa and went into the room on my left. Soon after Blink 182 could be heard.

came back from the kitchen with a can of coke. ‘Sorry I took so long. The first can kind of exploded!’ I smiled and took the drink off him. ‘Listen I got to go out for a while. Discuss our plans for tonight with some mates. Just annoy if you want anything.’ ‘Have fun!’ He went. Like that. I only just saw him! And he’s gone! Typical bloke. Oh well. On goes the TV. Kerrang! Hey! Green day – day. Did that make sense? The video for ‘minority’ came on. I love that song. It is so about me! I saw a guitar and well. You can hardly blame me can you? I went over and picked it up and started. Ehem. Strumming. And trying to play along. But I can’t play. Which sucks! Cause all the bands I like play guitars. came out his room and looked at me. ‘Hope I don’t sound horrible but the truth is always best. You are rubbish at playing.’ I just gawped at him. It’s one thing to know you’re rubbish but for a really cute guy to tell you. That just drags you down! ‘Thanks.’ I put the guitar back and sat back on the sofa. had taken my place. Why are hot guys annoying? ‘I was sitting there!’ I had to point that out even though it was obvious! ‘ I know! Now your not. You can sit on…. that side!’ He laughed. He laughed! What was funny about it?! ‘Fine!’ I sighed and sat down. Oh well at least it’s Green day on TV! ‘WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING????’ I’m sorry. I had to shout! ‘It’s Wheatus hour on MTV. We are watching that!’ ‘I hate Wheatus.’ ‘Oh well. Go into ’s room and listen to some Euro trash then!’ That offended me! ‘What makes you think I listen to Euro trash?’ ‘Well look at the way you dress. You just look Chavy!’ I looked at myself. I had a black t-shirt that said ‘I don’t do Mondays’, and some black jeans. ‘What’s wrong with the way I dress?’ ‘Chavs wear the same colour! You. Chav!’

This is the first (thing I remember)
now it's the last (thing left on my mind)
Afraid of the dark (do you hear me whisper)
an empty heart (replaced with paranoia)

Blink 182. That’s my phone. Better answer I guess. ‘Hello?’ ‘Hey !’ ‘Hi. Who be this?’ ‘Tony.’ Okay. Tony Hawk has my mobile number! Dad being a pro skater and everything! A lot of kids would die for that. But to me he’s just a mate. ‘Oh hey. You never phone me. What’s wrong?’ ‘What’s your dad’s cell? It’s important.’ Important? ‘456389290.’ ‘Thanks babe! Bye!’ He hung up. ‘Who was that?’ Asked . Now he seems to take interest in me?! ‘Tony Hawk!’ After I said that and me were talking for like the next hour non-stop about everything and anything. He was actually pretty cool! And we had come to an agreement. I teach him how to skate and he teaches me guitar! Yeah. Sounds like a happy ending and a very short story. But no. 2 things cropped up that made everything bad. My dad. And .

‘ seriously. Turn around or get the hell outta my room!’ had come in my room in the morning and watched TV with me. Yeah I was still living with the guys! Anyway I really need to get dressed and he won’t turn around! ‘Hey that is just not fair! Why does Tom Delonge get to see you practically naked and I don’t?’ I laughed ‘Cause Tom is a. Life-size poster. You are an ogling 20 something.’ After that turned round. Okay. Macbeth Tee. Jeans. Converse. ‘Okay you can turn around now!’ ‘Yey!’ is weird. He’s like a little kid. There was a knock at my door and walked in. ‘Hey sexy!’ He said walking over to me and sitting next to me on the bed. ‘Guess I’ll go then.’ Muttered . Me and were too interested in each other to notice the departure of our mate. and me had been going out for like 3 months now. And I seriously loved him. Just a tiny bit more that Tom Delonge. Haha! ‘So what you doing today then?’ Typical . Can’t say anything romantic! ‘Work.’ ‘Ooooh. Sounds fun! As for me I have work to. Going to rehearse!’ Son of Dork are going to be doing their first tour in a month. That means me and will be away from each other in all that time. I pulled a very UN convincing sad face. ‘Aww. Don’t worry. I’ll phone every day. Promise.’ He mumbled. ‘Oh by the way if you get some new stock in today. Could you maybe get me one of those Green day flags?’ I chucked one of my pillows at as I left the room. ‘Is that a yes?’ He asked. ‘Sure!’ I said goodbye to and then kissed quick before leaving for work. Oh yes I work at Camden market! I love it. I was walking down the stairs listening to The used when I ended up walking into someone. ‘Watch it .’ I looked up. ‘Oh sorry . I’m just in a world of my own!’ was another member in Son of Dork. As was . I don’t see them that much but they are such cool guys! laughed. ‘Don’t matter! Have a nice day!’ ‘Will do!’ I carried on walking down the stairs. Changing my Mp3 to system of a down.

was sat on the sofa strumming on his guitar when I got back. ‘Hi. ? Helloo?’ I waved my hand in front of his face and he looked up at me. ‘What’s up?’ I sat down next to him and he put his guitar down. ‘Your what’s up.’ I don’t get it? ‘What do you mean. I’m the problem or something?’ clapped. ‘Yeah. You and .’ Oh my god. Maybe he’s like jealous of us or something. ‘Your best mates with me but when ’s around it’s just like you completely ignore me.’ ‘No I don’t.’ ‘Yeah you do. Take last night. We were sitting there watching TV. Everyone else comes back. You see and bugger off with him.’ I did do that. But what’s he saying? ‘And why does that bother you?’ I snapped. ‘Cause I’m here too. I don’t wanna be ignored!’ ‘ the world doesn’t revolve around you!’ ‘I know but it would be nice to get appreciated once in a while! Instead of everyone else just using me for a few laughs!’ ‘Yeah . We all f****** use you! How can anyone like you? I thought you were cool but your such an a*****e!’ ‘Feeling mutual!’ I stuck my finger up at him and went off into my room. About 2 hours later there was a knock on my door. ‘If your name is p*** off and drop dead!’ ‘Err. No . It’s me. .’ . That’s ok then. ‘Come in!’ I yelled. ‘Why the hell are you and annoyed at each other?’ ‘Because.’ I don’t know. I guess I was just hacked off. was telling me to spend more time with him than my boyfriend! ‘Wow. Because is the best reason ever!’ He laughed. ‘Yeah well.’ ‘Listen there’s been a change of plan. The tour has been moved forward to next week.’ ‘What?!’ ‘Yeah. So erm. Yeah. Listen I gotta go babe!’ kissed me on the cheek and walked out. I woke up the next morning about 6am. My phone was going off. The familiar tune of basket case was going off. I answered. ‘Bonjour?’ That is now my new greeting. Cool! ‘Hi sweetie. Listen I need to talk to you right now.’ My dad. ‘What? Now. But it’s 6am!’ ‘Yeah I know. But just come now!’ ‘Fine. Be round in ten.’ I ended the conversation and pulled on some trousers and my hoodie and ran out the flat. Noticing the very drunk looking on the couch.

I banged on the door of my dad’s house. ‘Hey calm down!’ He opened the door and let me in. ‘So.What is it?!’ My dad looked at me. ‘You won’t believe this but. I’m going to be a star at the Vans warped tour! So we’re moving back to America in 2 days!’ ‘What? Back to America. But I wanna stay here.’ My dad looked at me. ‘I knew you’d say that. But you can’t stay. You’re 17. And you’re not English. You have to be 18 to stay here by yourself.’ ‘WELL LIE THEN! I HAVE FRIENDS AND.’ Hang on. I didn’t really have friends here. practically hated me. and the other guys were going on tour. And they always would be. ‘Fine. I’ll come. See you in 2 days.’ I stormed out the house. When I got round the corner I just slumped against the wall and cried.

When I got back to the flat was up and eating something in the kitchen. ‘Alright.’ He mumbled. I shrugged my shoulders and wandered into my room and slammed the door. Maybe I should make it up with him before I go? But there isn’t much point. I probably won’t come back. Then there’s . I’ll have to break up with him. And poor . He’s like a brother to me. Then and . Although I wasn’t that close to them they were still my mates. I got my bag out from under my bed and threw in a few things. Then I just sat there.

‘Hi . Morning . Have you two seen ?’ ‘Nope. Sorry .’ ‘In her room.’ told him. I was now watching Kerrang on the TV. Then came in. ‘Hi babe! ? You alright?’ He sat down and put his arm around me. ‘ . Would you prefer to know why I’m breaking up with you or not?’ looked at me. ‘Your braking up with me? Why?’ ‘I’m going back to America.’

I’d told all the guys about me going. They were all pretty upset but they said they’d keep in contact. It was the day I was going back and said he’d come with me to the airport. He had taken my bags downstairs to dump them in the car. I was just about to leave the flat when I saw . I looked down at the guitar in my hand. It was his. But he wanted me to have it. I was still pretty crap but it was nice. That was before he started hating me. ‘Take it. I don’t think I’ll be needing it.’ I stuck the guitar on the sofa next to him. ‘Have a nice life!’ He yelled. Still looking at the TV.

‘Come here babe.’ I went over to and gave him a hug. ‘I’m gonna miss you.’ ‘Yeah same here.’ I smiled. The speakers had announced that my flight was taking off in a minute. ‘Look I’ve must got. Love you !’ ‘Bye’ He said as I ran though departures with my dad.

13 hours later I’d arrived in America. I switched on my mobile and met up with some old mates who were taking us to the warped tour. When we were nearly there I got a text.

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