- Smoking is ruining your lungs. You shouldn't smoke, Billie.

A cigarette stuck between my lips, I blew smoke just in front of Frank.

- I don't fucking care. Gonna ruin my lungs, I said, sticking out my tongue.

He sighed.

- You're dumb Billie Joe Armstrong, and you gonna die at 21¹ years old.

I laughed.

- 1993 and 1994² aren't good years to die, Frank.

- You just cannot die, Billie. You're an immortal man, mister Armstrong.

We all laughed.

- What have we got this morning ? Mike asked.

I sighed.

- Maths, french, and... oh shit... music class, I swore.

I always hated music class, while I always loved music. But that's the reason why I hated that class.

For me, the best music is rock. No doubt about it. So listen to some fucking classics is really boring.

- Music class is the worse class in this highschool, I said, yawning.

- Skip classes, Frank suggested.

- No, I cannot do that, mom would kill me...

- You're not living at your mother's home anymore, darling...

I smiled, hearing Adrienne's sweet voice. I turned over, and kissed her.

- Wow, keep calm, she laughed. You're going too fast in the morning !

Mike and Frank looked away while me and Adrienne were kissing.

- Guys, I got a fucking good new for you ! she yelled.

- What new ? we said.

She raised an eyebrow mysteriously, before responding :

- A concert !

We smiled.

- Concert of...? I asked.

- The Guns n' Roses !

Our smiles only grew wider.

- Holy fuck ! Mike screamed. That's the better new I ever heard since Aliens came out !

His yellings made us laugh.

Since I became friend with this morons, I never became bored. They are just like drugs : you never can get enough of them, and you cannot leave them without being sad.

***

- Billie... Billie, wake up !

I hardly opened my eyes.

- What's the hell is going on, Mike ? I groaned.

- We're in class, in maths...

- Oh fuck... I swore.

Someone hit my desk.

- Mr Armstrong ! You're not in your bed, but in my class ! And I ask you to get out of this classroom, and to finish your night out there.

I stood up, and got out.

- Hey ! Billie !

I turned over and once again saw Adrienne.

- Oh... You too are waiting because you slept during maths ?

- Nah. Just 'cause I "said some words I shouldn't have said", she answered, perfectly imitating her teacher.

I laughed.

- They are boring... she finally sighed.

- Yeah...

We sat down on the floor, our backs on the door.

She took my fingers in her hands, and brought them to her lips. Since we were together, we never hid the fact that we were a couple. Never. It was me and Adrienne, Adrienne and me, and it would always be like that.

- You, Billie Joe Armstrong, you are the best fucking guy I ever met.

- Is this a kind of I love you ? I asked, laughing.

She kissed my lips.

- I think so.