Lost, chapter 3
Mackenzie's point of view
I was on the plane back to Denver. I wanted Green Day to still be in town so bad! Oh my god... What if I never get to meet them again. They wanted to come play with them. They don't know my name and they don't have my number.
The whole flight back all I could think about was Billie Joe. I wondered what he thought now. I remembered his eyes, his glowing green gorgeous eyes. I wondered how the concert was, well it was Green Day, so as kick ass as it could be of course.
I leaned my head against the cold hard glass of the window and fell asleep.
I loaded up all of my guitars into my car and got in myself. I switched on the radio and listened as they said some stuff about the concert.
"Green Day's missing girl."
"Yeah, Billie Joe dedicated a lot of songs to her. And you could tell that he was looking for someone out in the crowd."
My heart sank down in sadness wishing I could have been at that concert last night.
"Yeah, he asked if anyone knew her, she has a tattoo of a guitar on her back and she owns a guitar shop downtown."
The hairs stood straight up on my head when I heard that. I was attentive to the radio now. Was he... talking about me?
"He kept saying how beautiful her piercing green eyes were."
"And how awesome her guitars were."
"Guitars?"
"Yeah, she had to go to a guitar shop in Chicago and she couldn't stay with them. But he never remembered to get her name or number."
"Well, whoever that girl is, she is one lucky chick."
I was staring off into space thinking about what happened to Billie Joe. He was really looking for me. Longing to see me again. Billie Joe, of Green Day, dedicating songs to me, saying how much he loved my guitars and my eyes. I didn't have my cell phone on me, otherwise I would have called into the station, to tell them that I was the one that Billie Joe was looking for.
Tre's point of view
Man, Billie Joe is really love struck. From what he says about this chick, he must be oh so lucky to have her. Well, he really doesn't have her yet, but he will, sooner or later, I just know it. You can't keep Billie Joe's love down.
Billie Joe's point of view
I rolled out of my soft bed on the tour bus. I walked out to the 'living room' area place where Mike and Tre were.
"From all the times that I had announced stuff about that girl last night, you would think someone would know her, but seeing how I only just figured out her name last night, no one knows who I'm talking about." I said to them as soon as I walked in the room.
"What's her name again?" Tre asked me.
"Mackenzie." I said smiling.
"Billie Joe, you really do like her don't you?" Mike asked me.
"Yes, I do." I said my smile now fading since I knew it was hard for me to find her now.
Mike, seeing my sadness reassured me, "Billie Joe, man, we will find her. No matter what it takes."
I was on the plane back to Denver. I wanted Green Day to still be in town so bad! Oh my god... What if I never get to meet them again. They wanted to come play with them. They don't know my name and they don't have my number.
The whole flight back all I could think about was Billie Joe. I wondered what he thought now. I remembered his eyes, his glowing green gorgeous eyes. I wondered how the concert was, well it was Green Day, so as kick ass as it could be of course.
I leaned my head against the cold hard glass of the window and fell asleep.
I loaded up all of my guitars into my car and got in myself. I switched on the radio and listened as they said some stuff about the concert.
"Green Day's missing girl."
"Yeah, Billie Joe dedicated a lot of songs to her. And you could tell that he was looking for someone out in the crowd."
My heart sank down in sadness wishing I could have been at that concert last night.
"Yeah, he asked if anyone knew her, she has a tattoo of a guitar on her back and she owns a guitar shop downtown."
The hairs stood straight up on my head when I heard that. I was attentive to the radio now. Was he... talking about me?
"He kept saying how beautiful her piercing green eyes were."
"And how awesome her guitars were."
"Guitars?"
"Yeah, she had to go to a guitar shop in Chicago and she couldn't stay with them. But he never remembered to get her name or number."
"Well, whoever that girl is, she is one lucky chick."
I was staring off into space thinking about what happened to Billie Joe. He was really looking for me. Longing to see me again. Billie Joe, of Green Day, dedicating songs to me, saying how much he loved my guitars and my eyes. I didn't have my cell phone on me, otherwise I would have called into the station, to tell them that I was the one that Billie Joe was looking for.
Tre's point of view
Man, Billie Joe is really love struck. From what he says about this chick, he must be oh so lucky to have her. Well, he really doesn't have her yet, but he will, sooner or later, I just know it. You can't keep Billie Joe's love down.
Billie Joe's point of view
I rolled out of my soft bed on the tour bus. I walked out to the 'living room' area place where Mike and Tre were.
"From all the times that I had announced stuff about that girl last night, you would think someone would know her, but seeing how I only just figured out her name last night, no one knows who I'm talking about." I said to them as soon as I walked in the room.
"What's her name again?" Tre asked me.
"Mackenzie." I said smiling.
"Billie Joe, you really do like her don't you?" Mike asked me.
"Yes, I do." I said my smile now fading since I knew it was hard for me to find her now.
Mike, seeing my sadness reassured me, "Billie Joe, man, we will find her. No matter what it takes."
