Kill The DJ

When We Got To The Venue, There Was A terrible opening act.

Some guy who thought he could Dj.

Out of nowhere, Billie started singing.

"Someone Kill The Dj!  Shoot The Fuckin' Dj!

Someone Kill The Dj! Shoot The Fuckin' Dj!

Someone Kill The Dj! Shoot The Fuckin' Dj!

The voices in my head are saying

Shoot That Fucker Down!"

I found this seriously funny, and burst out laughing.

Billie, Mike And Tre smiled at me. I blushed.

When Green Day finally went on (thank Billie!), They killed it.

Then.... something weird happened.

Mike joined in when singing the first verse to 'Extrodinary Girl' but he was looking at... me?

I checked and, yes, he was looking directly at me.

----------------------------------------------------------

After the show, Billie invited me to a tour of the bookmobile, as if i would say no.

We managed to escape the herd of fans, and climbed onto the vehicle.

I let out a small gasp. It was magnificent.

After the tour, Billie dropped me off at the agency, weirdly following me.

On my own, i went up to my room and listened to Carpe Diem again.

When the song finished, i went downstairs to find Billie signing papers.

He was grinning from ear to ear when he finished signing them, and handed them to Chris, the guy who owned the place.

"Ahh, Chelsea. Good News! Billie Joe here has decided to adopt you!" Chris announced. My Jaw Dropped, and my heartbeat quickened.

A smaller child, probably only around 10, came down wearing a Green Day shirt.

"Hey, Owen, is there anything to Ea-" She said, stoppinng to see Billie.

"OHMYGODYOURBILLIEJOEARMSTRONGANDYOUHAVEJUSTSIGNEDADOPTIONPAPERSPLEASESAYYOURADOPTINGME!?!?!" She said, grabing his arm.

She took a breath.

He laughed and shook his head, sympathetically.

"Sorry, kiddo" He said.

"But... you signed..." she trailed off.

He stood up, stood behind me and put his hands on my shoulders.

I looked up and he gave me a small grin.

Damn it, he's hot i thought.

What was i thinking? He's going to be my sort-of dad, for christs sake!

The little girl pouted and gave me and Billie death glares.

"Take me, instead!" She screamed, tears running down her face.

"Sorry, i haven't got enough room at my house. Only one more bedroom" He lied.

iBillie's P.O.V!

Ok, i was weirded out.

I adopted Chelsea, because she was probably one of the most awesome kids i had ever seen.

Mike even said that she was awesome, amazing, creative.

I wonder....

But this kid... was plain freaky!

Besides, i'm 32! Two kids at 32? No thanks!

"We could share a room!" The little girl screamed.

I was losing my temper a little now, but didn't show it.

Chelsea saved us, though.

"Oh, god! did you know that its almost 9:00?" She said.

I Looked at my phone.

4:56.

Sure.

Almost 9:00.

I shook hands with Owen and said goodbye to the kid.

I sounded a little too freaked out.

Me and Chelsea got outside, when i noticed the little girl clinging onto my ankle and lying on her stomach.

I sighed and bent down, forcing her hands from my ankle.

"Okay, weird kid, See Ya" He said to her.

"IM NOT WEIRD!" she screamed. She picked up a skateboard and slammed it into my shin.

I screamed and fell onto the floor, clutching my shin.

"Billie!" Chelea Screamed, kneeling down next to me.

"so... yes or no, am i going with you, or..." the little girl trailed.

"FUCK OFF!" I screamed.

The pain was so intense! the next thing i know.. the world... was black.