What Really Goes On In Billie Joe's Head, chapter 7
I made up my mind to not tell Adie about this. Tre and Mike joined me at the bar and they each ordered a drink.
"Dude, you looked totally hot on stage!" Tre said.
"Yeah," said Mike.
"Whatever" I said.
"Let's do shots," said Tre.
Me and Mike agreed and we ordered our shots. After about 5 shots, things got hazy. I decided to get a martini after that. I got very very drunk. I had 8 martinis and 6 shots. I went to the bathroom and threw up. Tre and Mike did that as well. When I walked out into the dance floor, A girl came over to me and took my hand.
I didn't even know her, but she said, "Let's dance."
I was very drunk so I agreed. I put my hands on her hips as she did her dance. This brought back memories of the party, the time when I had danced with Adie. Tre was hitting on some other girl while Mike was dancing solo. I laughed uncontrollably as I saw Mike dance.
"You're kind of cute," said the girl I was dancing with.
She lightly put her fingers on my face and looked me in the eye. It was then I realized that this was wrong.
"I'm sorry, I'm...I'm married" I stuttered.
Her face changed and she took my hand. Under the bar lights, she saw my face clearly.
"Y-you're that...dude from Green day, aren't you?"
"Yeah, You guessed right." I slurred.
"Oh my god," she said under her breath.
All of the sudden I needed to throw up. I ran to the bathroom and vomitted in the sink.
"Dude, is that you?" Tre said from inside a bathroom stall.
"Yeah, what are you doing here?" I asked.
Tre walked out of one of the stalls.
"Taking a shit. Why else would I be here?" said Tre.
Just then Mike ran in and vomitted into the sink that I had just thrown up in. I grimaced at the sight of Mike throwing up.
"Mike," I said as I patted his back "Let's go."
Mike wiped his mouth and nodded. Tre, Mike, and me walked out of the bathroom together and got in our limo. The driver had patiently waited for us. He was sleeping, though. I shook him and he woke up.
"Can you take us to our hotel?" I asked him.
"Sure thing," He said. I got in the limo with the guys and sat silently while Tre and Mike gabbed on in drunken voices. We got to our hotel and as soon as we got to our rooms, I collapsed on my bed.
I woke up so hungover and I moaned as the sun rised. I rolled over on my face and just lied there. Then the phone rung. I got up and answered it.
"Hullloo?" I said.
"Hey, Billie Joe. Its Rob. You're finishing the interview today. Its starting in....30 minutes. Get ready, ok? The limo's on its way."
"Ok, got it. Bye"
"Bye"
I hung up and started the shower. I took a shower and put on new clothes. Just as I was putting on my pants, there was a knock on my door. I opened it and I saw that Mike and Tre were standing there with their duffel bags and all.
"Oh, come in. I just finished taking a shower. Sorry." I said.
I put on my tie and packed all my stuff back into my duffel bag.
"Ok, I'm ready," I said as I picked up my duffel bag.
We checked out and walked outside. The limo was already there, so we didn't need to wait. We got in and the limo took us to the studio.
"Dude, you looked totally hot on stage!" Tre said.
"Yeah," said Mike.
"Whatever" I said.
"Let's do shots," said Tre.
Me and Mike agreed and we ordered our shots. After about 5 shots, things got hazy. I decided to get a martini after that. I got very very drunk. I had 8 martinis and 6 shots. I went to the bathroom and threw up. Tre and Mike did that as well. When I walked out into the dance floor, A girl came over to me and took my hand.
I didn't even know her, but she said, "Let's dance."
I was very drunk so I agreed. I put my hands on her hips as she did her dance. This brought back memories of the party, the time when I had danced with Adie. Tre was hitting on some other girl while Mike was dancing solo. I laughed uncontrollably as I saw Mike dance.
"You're kind of cute," said the girl I was dancing with.
She lightly put her fingers on my face and looked me in the eye. It was then I realized that this was wrong.
"I'm sorry, I'm...I'm married" I stuttered.
Her face changed and she took my hand. Under the bar lights, she saw my face clearly.
"Y-you're that...dude from Green day, aren't you?"
"Yeah, You guessed right." I slurred.
"Oh my god," she said under her breath.
All of the sudden I needed to throw up. I ran to the bathroom and vomitted in the sink.
"Dude, is that you?" Tre said from inside a bathroom stall.
"Yeah, what are you doing here?" I asked.
Tre walked out of one of the stalls.
"Taking a shit. Why else would I be here?" said Tre.
Just then Mike ran in and vomitted into the sink that I had just thrown up in. I grimaced at the sight of Mike throwing up.
"Mike," I said as I patted his back "Let's go."
Mike wiped his mouth and nodded. Tre, Mike, and me walked out of the bathroom together and got in our limo. The driver had patiently waited for us. He was sleeping, though. I shook him and he woke up.
"Can you take us to our hotel?" I asked him.
"Sure thing," He said. I got in the limo with the guys and sat silently while Tre and Mike gabbed on in drunken voices. We got to our hotel and as soon as we got to our rooms, I collapsed on my bed.
I woke up so hungover and I moaned as the sun rised. I rolled over on my face and just lied there. Then the phone rung. I got up and answered it.
"Hullloo?" I said.
"Hey, Billie Joe. Its Rob. You're finishing the interview today. Its starting in....30 minutes. Get ready, ok? The limo's on its way."
"Ok, got it. Bye"
"Bye"
I hung up and started the shower. I took a shower and put on new clothes. Just as I was putting on my pants, there was a knock on my door. I opened it and I saw that Mike and Tre were standing there with their duffel bags and all.
"Oh, come in. I just finished taking a shower. Sorry." I said.
I put on my tie and packed all my stuff back into my duffel bag.
"Ok, I'm ready," I said as I picked up my duffel bag.
We checked out and walked outside. The limo was already there, so we didn't need to wait. We got in and the limo took us to the studio.
