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What Can Happen In Battery City (Green Day's American Idiot and 21st century crossoever along with FOB'S save rock n roll

B.C. (Battery City)

Know Your Enemy- Gloria Nesser

(Gloria's POV)

"Come on Gloria---" Maria said. "Fine." I get on the train. We climb steps to get in it. I see many people in this train. I see my Sister in the back. "Gloria." she says, I shoot a look at her. "Fuck." She says loud. "Opps Sorry." She mumbles.

This train was fast 2 hours in this train. Damn. I think.

* * *

Now looking for somewhere to stay is hard. We know no one. no I mean it. I can't stand these people. Maria Falls she grabs a brick, her lip glossed lips smile she had scraped up knees and arms. "I hate this place." Maria complains. "Look at my leather swede boots there designer. Fuck." She says. Maria looks like a model, she's tall 6'0", blonde, pale skin, mostly legs, curvy. When I mean mostly legs her legs are fucking long. Man I was I could be her. She really doesn't need to her hair it's cartoon perfect. She also blue eyed. German. We come from a half-black half-white family. Dad's Black Mom well it's obvious white as a fucking cracker.

"Maria how do you travel in a long red dress?" I ask. "Easy I'm trained killer plus I'm a lady. "God-" She says. "You Mean Destroya." Says someone. "Who's Destroya?" I ask. "Our Jesus Go Get A Grafiti bible Damn." Says the person. "Fine Jackass." Maria. "Are you sure this Destroya is real?" I ask. "I just know."

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