Lost, chapter 2
Billie Joe's point of view
Oh wow... I can't wait to go back and see that girl. I didn't get to get her name though. Or even her number. She should come back here and stay with us sometime. She had amazing green eyes. Everyone says I do too, but hers, now those were gorgeous. Her smile, it lit up the whole room, and my heart, she had extremely white teeth and they were perfect. She had long silky flowing dark brown hair. I will always remember the tattoo she had on her back. I don't know why, it just reminded me of something. Maybe just cause it was a guitar it struck something in me.
"Hey Billie Joe, you ready?" Mike asked me when we parked in front of the shop.
"Yeah." I said getting out of my daydreams. I opened my door and got out. Then walked up to the guitar store. I was so nervous, I almost couldn't breath. Mike walked up to the door and tried to open it.
"It's locked man." He said looking confused.
"Maybe she just closed it cause were coming." I said starting to panic. Mike knocked on the door, but still no answer.
Mikes point if view
The door just wouldn't open. I saw Billie Joe's eyes losing there glisten and I'm sure his heart was sinking. He really liked her and now she's not here. I don't think she stood him up, maybe just a misconception.
"Billie Joe, we have to go. It's getting late and the concert is going to start soon." I tried to convince him.
"I don't want to go to a concert" He said sadly.
"Billie Joe, we have to. Were playing." I reminded him.
"Oh yeah. Your right." He said and got up slowly. "Hey Mike, you don't think she stood me up, do you?" He asked me, now I could sense a little anger mixed in his voice.
"No man, no girl could ever be stupid enough to stand you up." I said and smiled at him. I put my arm on his shoulder and we walked to the car. 'Come on buddy, your gonna get laid tonight." I opened his door for him.
Billie Joe's point of view
"Oh my god... Billie Joe. I can't believe I'm actually getting to meet you." Said this girl who came backstage after the show. She looked about as old as me. She wasn't nearly as pretty as the girl from the store, but I don't think anyone could compare to her. I really wish I could have seen her, but if she stood me up, I want nothing to do with her.
That thought brought anger into my head. "Hey you want to come back to my hotel with me later?" I asked her trying to get the other girl off my mind.
"Of course I do! Who wouldn't!" She said to me nearly fainting.
"Okay, just wait around for a little while, I have more stuff to sign." I was trying to make some fun for myself, but I just couldn't. I autographed more people, pictures, etc. And then, we left.
"So what's your name?" I asked her making conversation.
"Uh, it's Kelsey." She said very shyly.
"Awesome." I said and winked at her. "Hey how about some music?" I said turning on the radio.
We finally got to my hotel. Finally is kind of a cruel word for a car ride, but it was so weird. I kept saying stuff and she just laughed nervously. We got into my room and I got her a beer. She took it and opened it still with the nervous laughter.
"Hey, just relax, act like I'm just a normal person." I said hoping it would help her.
She never really calmed down and I was going to bang her but, it was so awkward, so I just couldn't. We just talked for a while, but then I as nice as I could told her to get out of my hotel room.
I jumped on my bed and landed on my back sprawled out across it. I was thinking of the girl from the guitar store. I recalled all of the info from when we were there. Everything I seen, heard, touched, everything. I was laying there replaying that hour or two. Then I noticed something. There was a picture. It was a picture of a girl with an award, she was holding a guitar. Under it, it said a name. Mackenzie. That was it! That was the girl! That was her name!
I fell asleep that night, having good thoughts.
Oh wow... I can't wait to go back and see that girl. I didn't get to get her name though. Or even her number. She should come back here and stay with us sometime. She had amazing green eyes. Everyone says I do too, but hers, now those were gorgeous. Her smile, it lit up the whole room, and my heart, she had extremely white teeth and they were perfect. She had long silky flowing dark brown hair. I will always remember the tattoo she had on her back. I don't know why, it just reminded me of something. Maybe just cause it was a guitar it struck something in me.
"Hey Billie Joe, you ready?" Mike asked me when we parked in front of the shop.
"Yeah." I said getting out of my daydreams. I opened my door and got out. Then walked up to the guitar store. I was so nervous, I almost couldn't breath. Mike walked up to the door and tried to open it.
"It's locked man." He said looking confused.
"Maybe she just closed it cause were coming." I said starting to panic. Mike knocked on the door, but still no answer.
Mikes point if view
The door just wouldn't open. I saw Billie Joe's eyes losing there glisten and I'm sure his heart was sinking. He really liked her and now she's not here. I don't think she stood him up, maybe just a misconception.
"Billie Joe, we have to go. It's getting late and the concert is going to start soon." I tried to convince him.
"I don't want to go to a concert" He said sadly.
"Billie Joe, we have to. Were playing." I reminded him.
"Oh yeah. Your right." He said and got up slowly. "Hey Mike, you don't think she stood me up, do you?" He asked me, now I could sense a little anger mixed in his voice.
"No man, no girl could ever be stupid enough to stand you up." I said and smiled at him. I put my arm on his shoulder and we walked to the car. 'Come on buddy, your gonna get laid tonight." I opened his door for him.
Billie Joe's point of view
"Oh my god... Billie Joe. I can't believe I'm actually getting to meet you." Said this girl who came backstage after the show. She looked about as old as me. She wasn't nearly as pretty as the girl from the store, but I don't think anyone could compare to her. I really wish I could have seen her, but if she stood me up, I want nothing to do with her.
That thought brought anger into my head. "Hey you want to come back to my hotel with me later?" I asked her trying to get the other girl off my mind.
"Of course I do! Who wouldn't!" She said to me nearly fainting.
"Okay, just wait around for a little while, I have more stuff to sign." I was trying to make some fun for myself, but I just couldn't. I autographed more people, pictures, etc. And then, we left.
"So what's your name?" I asked her making conversation.
"Uh, it's Kelsey." She said very shyly.
"Awesome." I said and winked at her. "Hey how about some music?" I said turning on the radio.
We finally got to my hotel. Finally is kind of a cruel word for a car ride, but it was so weird. I kept saying stuff and she just laughed nervously. We got into my room and I got her a beer. She took it and opened it still with the nervous laughter.
"Hey, just relax, act like I'm just a normal person." I said hoping it would help her.
She never really calmed down and I was going to bang her but, it was so awkward, so I just couldn't. We just talked for a while, but then I as nice as I could told her to get out of my hotel room.
I jumped on my bed and landed on my back sprawled out across it. I was thinking of the girl from the guitar store. I recalled all of the info from when we were there. Everything I seen, heard, touched, everything. I was laying there replaying that hour or two. Then I noticed something. There was a picture. It was a picture of a girl with an award, she was holding a guitar. Under it, it said a name. Mackenzie. That was it! That was the girl! That was her name!
I fell asleep that night, having good thoughts.
