It was quite a change to live without Addie. In high school, no one spoke to me anymore. Not even Mike or Frank.

To live without them was hard, at least, for the first week. The days passed, and I realized that not seeing my best friends didn't really matter to me.

I spent all my time with Clark. He made me discover cocaine, and for the first time of my life, I felt fucking good and high.

— Clark, I'm back from highschool ! I said, slamming the door.

Two days after Addie left me, Mike kicked me out from his home. I didn't deserve his help, because to leave Addie this way was apparently horrible. He didn't know that it was her who left me, and not the contrary.

— Morning, Clark smiled, before he kissed me. I've got something to show you.

I raised an eyebrow.

— Go on.

He took me to his room and made me sit down on a chair. He stood on his feet.

— I wrote a song. For you, he told me.

I laughed nervously.

— A song ? Really ? How could I sing with my creepy voice ?

Clark widened his eyes.

— Creepy ?! Billie, it's one of the best voice I ever heard !

My heart skipped a beat.

— One... One of the best ? How the fuck can you say that ?! You're a huge fan of great bands, of great singers ! My voice stinks like shit compared to their's !

He slapped me. I opened my mouth, chocked.

— Never tell me that again, Billie ! Never, is that clear in your little stupid head ? Your voice is perfect. You are perfect. And don't tell me the contrary. I love you because of that Billie. I love you 'cause you're perfect.

His declaration of love left me breathless. After a too long moment of silence, I finally said :

— You spoke about a song you wrote for me. Well, now show it to me.

He smiled. Oh gosh, my heart still couldn't bear to see his beauty.

— Thank you, Billie. And you know what ? Maybe, one day, you'll be famous. Maybe one day, the crowd will scream Billie Joe Armstrong ! when it will see you  getting on stage. Maybe one day, you'll have a fucking big lot of fan girls. And this day, if it comes, you gonna think : this fucker of Clark was right : my voice is perfect.