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August 1982, Rodeo, California.
Billie Joe was 10, he walked into his 5th grade classroom, sat at a desk with his name, and sat there, waiting.
The teacher was at the board, talking about something, Billie didn't pay attention often, it never really mattered to him. until the teacher mentioned something, the other elementary had been close for renovations-something about asbestos or mentos-he didn't know what, all he heard was there were new kids at the school.
New kids to play with, that's what he thought at least. Apparently, some of those new kids would be in his class, he was at a table alone. the back corner, away from everyone. So he watched those kids walk into the class.
Then he saw him.
This kid walked in, blonde hair in a bowl cut, blue eyes.
Billie felt a weird looking seeing him, he didn't know what it was called, his heart beamed with excitement, he felt his cheeks get a little warm.
Maybe he just wants to be his friend!!
The teacher was talking to the new kids, asking them to introduce themselves. He didn't care about the other kids, he just stared at this kid. Until he started talking.
He had a timid voice, he sounded scared.
"My name is Micheal..." he was sooo soft Billie could barely hear him from the back table. He was sooo bored and wanted to go back to flicking spit balls at kids.
"Okay, well.. Michael. Go sit with Billie back there.. Billie can you raise your hand?"
Billie rose his hand, Michael went over.
"So... Michael-?"
"Just Mike. That's what my sister calls me.."
"Okay, Mike.."
He felt that feeling, his cheeks burning up, his face was warm, his heart was fast... Way faster than before...
Maybe.. He wants to be his best friend!!!
"Hey... Mike..?" Billie was nervous,as usual.
"Yeah...?"
"Do you wanna be my friend?"
"Sure... What's your name again"
"Billie... Billie Joe..."