How Strange Life Turns Out, chapter 1
(maybe I should point out that the Green Day guys are single! And Billie isn't married to Andrienne, and Mike is the only one with a kid)
"GET UP!"
I opened my eyes and looked around. I was in Tre's room. He was laying in a different bed. He rolled over and untangled the bed sheets he was wrapped in.
"GUYS! COME ON!" Yelled the voice again.
"BILLIE JOE! SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Yelled Tre pulling a shirt over his head.
Billie Joe opened the door.
"Come on guys, wake up, Mike cooks a great breakfast."
Tre's face creased up.
"Mike? Cook? No thanks!" Tre make some dramatic gagging sounds, and some disgusted sounds.
"Mike is a great cook!" I said in his defence.
"Mel, I have known Mike for years! I have never seen him cook, therefore he must fucking suck!" Tre smiled.
"You've never been around to have one of his meals then have you?" Asked Billie Joe with a cheeky grin on his face.
I looked at him with a surprised face. I didn't think Billie Joe would have eaten Mike's meals. He only eats the shit he makes himself. Or that I make. But then again...Billie Joe needs a cook book to be able to make a fucking sandwich.
"Oh, good morning Mel!" said Tre with a big grin on his face.
We finally gathered around the table. I looked down at my breakfast and rubbed my arm.
"What's wrong Mel?" Asked Tre.
"I am the only girl. It's a uncomfortable feeling!" I laughed.
"No you're not!" Protested Mike. "What about Tre?"
Tre glared at him.
"Well, Mike, you have a point there!"
Tre looked down and curled a tiny bit of his hair on his finger. "I am, like, SO NOT a girl!" he said with a teenie voice
I inspected my plate. Eggs, toast, and on my plate, and Tre's, was a few bits of bacon.
Well it passed the 'Look's OK' test.
TRE'S P.O.V.
I looked at Mel, damn! She is so hot!
Ever since I met her, all those years ago, way back when leg warmers were cool (in my opinion they still are).
She was the one who picked me off the ground when I was being a idiot and jumping off a tour bus.
She wiped the blood from my nose and laughed at my stupid attempt to chat her up when I came around.
"Tre, Come in Tre Cool...do you copy?"
"What?" I said snapping out of my day dream.
"Fuck, you look stupid when you think!" Said Billie Joe.
Mike looked over at Mel, who was sitting directly in front of me.
Mel grinned and tried not to laugh. She laughed anyway.
Mel's laugh made Mike laugh, Mike's laugh made Billie Joe laugh.
I didn't find it that funny until Billie Joe smashed his knee on the table from laughing to much.
"Ow! Fuck!" he said, he stopped laughing immediently. I was laughing, and trying to drink at the same time. Billie Joe laughed at me for some reason, he snorted while he was laughing, which cause me to laugh harder. My sides were hurting. Too bad for me I was drinking while that happened and coffee went shooting out my nose.
BILLIE JOE'S P.O.V.
Tre hunched over to laugh, he was covered in his own coffee and Mike was rolling around on the floor in hysterics.
"I don't know why the hell we started laughing anyway." Said Mel with a confused look on her face.
Mike slowly stopped laughing.
"I don't care! It was so funny though!"
Billie Joe looked at his knee.
"How could you do that Tre?" he asked.
"Do what?" he looked strangely at Billie Joe
"Make me hit my knee, that hurt!"
"I didn't! You did it yourself you idiot! How could you make me cover myself in coffee!!"
"No, you made me!"
"No."
"Yes."
"No!"
"YES!"
The fighting stopped as the phone rang. Mel ran and picked it up.
"Hello...yeah....WHAT?!......oh....ok, yeah I'll come soon........love you too.....I'm sorry.....bye.....yeah I know it's different!....ok...bye." She said softly. She left the kitchen where we were all eating.
We heard her door slam shut.
"That can't be good." said Tre, "Maybe I should go check on her. Make sure if she is Ok."
"Tre, I don't think so." I said holding his arm so he won't move. "Let Mike, he is most mature."
Mike smiled and put his knife down. He walked into Mel's room and let the door shut quietly behind him.
MIKE'S P.O.V.
"Are you Ok, Mel?" I asked her.
She was sitting on her bed, I sat next to her.
"I'll be fine Mike, go out and eat with the guys," she smiled with tears running down her cheek. "They'll go crazy if you're not there."
I laughed. "That doesn't worry me at the moment, it's Billie Joe's kitchen, not mine. And I want to know what happened to you."
She cried a bit more.
"Just.....go Mike." she said,
"What's wrong?"
"My best friend committed suicide the other night," she wiped her tears.
"Oh....babe I'm so sorry."
I always had a nickname for Mel, and I didn't normally call her Mel, unless I was worried about her or something, because she usually had a nice nickname for all of us.
"Thanks, sweetie, I'm just a little upset." She grabbed a photo off her bedside table. Mel stood in the photo, her blue-green eyes were shining brightly, her beautiful blonde hair was all straight, well it's always straight but...same thing, she was looking really happy! She had 2 other girls in the photo. One girl had blue eyes and blonde hair, she was laughing....damn she was good looking! The other one had black hair with heaps of streaks in it, all the girls were all laughing, they were sitting on the swings in a big park.
"Which one died?" I asked, hoping it wasn't the one with blue eyes and blonde hair, she was fucking hot!
"That one." she said pointing to the one with millions of streaks. "Bree."
I looked. How could someone who looked so fucking happy kill themself? I thought.
"How'd she die?"
"She hung herself." I stared with my mouth open.
"WHY?!"
"She wasn't in a great situation, her parents kicked her out and her boyfriend beat her and....everything was falling apart for my Baby Bree." she smiled.
"Haha, Baby Bree!" I laughed quietly.
"Stupid nicknames."
"What was your nickname?" I asked.
"Mel."
"Isn't Mel your name though?" I asked with a confused look. Mel laughed.
"Um..no, my full whole name is Melonie."
"You told me your name was Mel!! But it doesn't matter, Melissa's a nice names anyways."
"Thanks, but Mel is my name now. When I was little my nickname was Mini or Mini Mel because I am so fucking short." she grinned. "Anyway, the funeral is in out in Australia. Our home."
I looked at her with a smile. "Can I come?"
My real idea in this is so I can meet Mel's other friend.
"Who's the other one in that photo?" I asked her.
"Oh...that's Gemma!" She smiled. "She is really really funny, the whole reason we are laughing in that photo was because of her."
Ohhh! Good looking AND funny! Jackpot!
TRE'S P.O.V.
How did I get myself into this?
I am sitting in a plane. Mel's friend had died and I was on my way to AUSTRALIA!!
I'm sitting next to Billie Joe, I'm looking out the window at the people loading our bags onto the plane. I saw the guy throw Mike's bass into the plane.
"EASY ASSHOLE THAT'S ONE EXPENSIVE FUCKING BASS!" I yelled.
Billie Joe jumped up. "Tre, shut the hell up!"
Mike jumped, but only over Mel. "WHAT DID THEY DO TO MY BASS!?" Screamed Mike. Mel reached over and covered Mike's mouth. Mike was still yelling though.
Billie Joe leaned over to me.
"I'll give you $50 if you ask Mike to sit with you." he said.
"Why?"
"I wanna sit next to Mel."
I looked over my seat at Mel. She was wearing her black jacket and black pants. She put her pink converse's up on Billie's seat and kicked it. She giggled as Billie turned around.
"Oh, sorry! Am I annoying you?" she asked with a massive grin on her face.
"Yes, you are actually." he joked.
"Oh good," she kicked the seat again.
"I'm not going to let you sit next to her! You'll kill her!" Now I was just making up excuses.
The only reason I didn't want him there is.....well she might fall for him.
"Do you think they show Adult Only Movies on this plane?" I asked really loudly.
Mike turned around to face me really fast.
"Tre!" he hissed. "No!"
I looked at the buttons on the roof.
"What's this button do?" I asked someone while pressing it. A rush of air hit me in the face. I yelled out in surprise.
Mel was pissing herself laughing in the back.
"Cold." I said in a pout-ish voice.
"Well, no duh Tre, it IS the air conditioning." Said Billie with a sarcastic look on his face.
"EXCUSE ME MISS!" I yelled out at the person in front of me serving a kid.
The flight attendent turned around. I stared.
"Oh my God, you're a guy...." I said in surprise.
"Yes, sir," he said, a little embarresed. "Would you like anything?"
"Um...a female attentent."
Mel burst out in laughter. I grinned.
The guy walked away and tapped a girl on the shoulder. She walked over and smiled.
"Can I help you sir?" She said.
"Um...yeah, what happens if we crash?" I said this pretty fucking loud and the guy who was already pale stared in panic.
"I am sure we won't, sir, but we have procedures."
"What are the chances we'd die on impact?" I yelled again. The guy pushed his head back into his seat, breathing loudly.
The lady rolled her eyes. "Not a good chance," she walked away.
"THIS SERVICE SUCKS!" I yelled after her. And that's when the security came.
BILLIE JOE'S P.O.V.
Tre is a genius!
A COMPLETE FUCKING GENIUS!
In case you can't tell, I was being sarcastic, Tre (that idiot) got us kicked out of the plane. Damn him and his big mouth! We have to wait two hours until another plane comes, and it is so late! It's almost Midnight! And our 'new' seats suck! To pass the time, I wrote down some simple lyrics and hummed out some tunes. Mel looked through Mike's bag for his laptop and Tre fidgeted in his seat.
"I'm so bored." Sighed Mike, "Thanks Tre."
"Anytime Mikey." smirked Tre.
"Guys...please don't start!" said Mel getting a bit pissed off.
"I need coffee." said Mike. "I'm starving."
I looked at him oddly...he wanted coffee...but he's hungry?
"Mike, coffee is a drink, not food." I reminded him.
"Oh...yeah."
Mel shook her head. "Idiots," she muttered.
"I heeeeeeeeeaaaaaard thaaaaaaaat!" said Tre in a sing-song voice.
"Good, now you know what everyone else in this world thinks!" said Mike.
MEL'S P.O.V.
Time goes so quick when you're bored out of your brains!!
I picked up my bag. "Come on guys...our plane is ready!"
Mike's eyes lit up instantly. "THANK GOD!"
We walked down to the termanal. Tre walked through the metal detector.
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP...
"Oh fuck!" he muttered.
A security guy walked up to him. "Hold your arms out like this sir." said the man holding his arms out to the side. Tre walked over to him and hugged him. I looked in shock, damn he's stupid!
The man looked down and Tre, who was smiling and suggled into his...well chest. The man still had his arms out. Tre let him go and walked away.
"My turn." He said holding his arms out the same way.
The guy body searched him. Tre smiled as the security started heading down to search his pockets and his ass.
Mike stood behind me, practicly using me to hold him up because he was laughing so hard.
"I think I saw that man put some drugs in his..well up his...ass." whispered Billie Joe in a womans voice. The security guy heard this and dragged Tre away to a room, Tre obviously knew what security does if they think you have drugs rammed up your ass.
"HEY! LET ME GO!" Yelled Tre pulling back. "BILLIE JOE I DID HEAR THAT!!!"
Tre dropped himself to the floor and clinged onto the security guys leg like a 5 year old.
"Leave me alone! I just wanna go to Australia and see the hot chicks!" he cried.
MIKE'S P.O.V.
I looked at Tre, patheticly holding onto a mans leg, begging him to let him go.
The man gave up.
"Go on." he said. Tre stood up, re-gaining his dignity. He dusted off his shoulders.
"Lets go." he said walking past.
We got to the plane. It was full!! Almost the whole plane was covered in people. It was noisy and children were running around out of there seats.
"Holy....fuck." I said.
"YOU SWORE!" yelled on of the kids. I smiled at him. And he frowed at me.
"I'm an adult. I'm allowed to." I said as nicely as I could. The kid kicked my leg.
"OW!" I looked at him and he ran away.
Mel giggled. "Nice one, Mike." she said.
"Stupid punk kids these days..."
Billie Joe rolled his eyes. "You probably desurved that though. You don't swear infront of Estelle do you?"
He had a point. But sometimes I let the occasional 'Fuck!' or 'Shit' slip.
Mel looked at her ticket. "Found my seat." she said pointing towards the back.
Tre looked over at her ticket. "Hey, I'm sitting next to you!" he said.
I looked at my ticket and walked down a bit. I looked down at where I was sitting. A little girl was sitting down. She was wearing a sky blue dress and her brown hair was up in pigtails. She looked up, damn those blue eyes are bright!
"Here I am!" I said to Billie Joe, he looked down at his seat, we were seperated by the isle. Tre and Mel were in front of us. At least we were close!
"Hi, I'm Anna." said the little girl as I sat down.
"Hey, Anna, I'm Mike." I smiled.
"I'm flying by myself." she said.
"I'm not, I am flying with my friends."
"Is Mike your real name?" Anna asked.
"No, my real name is Cheese Sticks." I smiled. She laughed.
"My daddy went away, so me and my mommy are moving." she said completely going off subject. Hmmm, why do all children remind me of Tre?
"Your daddy went away?" I asked her, I was a bit confused, I know it's a bit stupid but I was interested to know what happened.
"He died." she said looking down. "Nice shoes." she said quickly grabbing my laces pulling them undone.
"Thanks. And I'm sorry about your daddy." I said patting her back.
"Did you do it?" she asked.
"Um...no..." I said looking at her.
"Then why did you say sorry if you didn't do it?"
"Um...because I feel sorry for you."
Billie Joe looked over at me. "Nice Mikey, really nice."
BILLIE JOE'S P.O.V.
I looked over at who I was sitting next to. A innocent, nice, sweet looking old lady.
"Hello," I smiled.
"Do you like cats?" she asked instantly.
"Uhhh, yeah. I had a cat once." I said, I realised then that this woman freaked me out.
"Did you like it?"
"Yeah, but Zero died." I said with a fake sad look.
"Why?"
"He got caught in the dryer."
She stared. "MONSTER!!" She screamed.
She picked up a bag and beat me over the head with it.
Mike and his little friend were laughing and Tre and Mel were to busy pointing out the window to care.
A girl came running over and took the lady's bag. I looked up at the girl who saved me.
"Thank you!" I said, I was relieved.
"You looked like you needed a bit of help, what did you do?" she asked.
"I told her my cat died in the dryer."
She laughed. "Responsible pet owner." she joked. She pulled the old lady away.
MIKE'S P.O.V.
"That poor man, do you think that hurt?" asked Anna.
I stopped laughing. "Nah, Billie Joe is a tough kid."
"Billie Joe?" Anna said with a confused look on her face.
"He is one of my friends. My best friend." I said to her.
"Oh, my best friend is in my town." she smiled. She put her hands down onto her dress.
"Hello, thank you for flying our air ways, this is your captian speaking..."
I looked over the seat infront of me and saw Mel and Tre mouthing the words along with the captain.
"Could all passengers put there tables up, and put their seatbelts on, as we are about to take off."
I laughed, complete idiots! I thought. The plane made some humming sounds and Tre made a little growl at Mel...I wonder why....sounded a bit odd.
We started taking off, soon we were on a angle and going up.
Anna slipped her hand in mine, she looked pale. She whispered a few little words to herself.
"Mike, are we going to crash?" she asked finally.
"No, that won't happen, I promise." I lied, I don't really know, I just hope to God we won't. She squeezed my hand tighter.
I looked at Billie Joe, he was pale aswell.
"You ok?" I asked him.
"Fine," he muttered. I looked back over my seat at Tre and Mel, Mel was cuddled up, against his chest. I tapped Tre's head.
"Ouch. What?" he said.
"That's cute, Tre." I said. He looked down at Mel,
"I'm a lucky bastard though, and she is cold."
If Mel was cold, then Anna must be cold....
MEL'S P.O.V.
God damn it's cold!
I looked up at Tre who was watching a little T.V. Kinda surprising, I was expecting him to be fidgeting around and bothering people. Tre looked down at me and smiled.
"What's with the staring?" He asked.
"You're quiet, it's new to me!"
"I like The Simpsons though." he gently kissed my head. I blushed. "What?" asked Tre with a big grin on his face.
"Nothing," I said. "Thanks."
"For what?"
"For being you, you're so...perfect." I said to him looking up with a small smile, oh fuck, did I just say that?
"Perfect? Yeah, whatever, I say the same about you." Tre bounced around his seat for a bit, until he relised that you can lift the arm rest up.
"OH!" he said as he lifted it up. He moved in closer and put his arm around me. "I'm comfortable now...just so you know."
BILLIE JOE'S P.O.V.
I looked up as a kid looked down at me. She had black hair with green streaks and was wearing all black, except for green arm warmer kind of things. Her brown eyes seemed kind of evil but she looked slightly friendly.
"Hi." I said to her, "I guess you are sitting here, now?"
"That crazy lady took my spot." she said flopping down into her seat.
"Did you hear what she did to me?" I asked out of curiousity. I didn't want everyone to know that a old lady beat the shit out of me with a bag though.
"No, what?" she asked.
"She smacked me around with her bag." I smiled. The girl laughed.
"I'm Bianca." she said. "I'm a pretty big fan of yours aswell,"
I grinned at her.
"Well then there is no point on me introducing myself, but who cares? I'm Billie Joe."
"Are you with Tre and Mike?" she asked, still smiling.
"Yep, they're over there." I said pointing over to Mike and Tre.
"Is that Estelle?" asked Bianca pointing to the girl next to Mike.
"No, Estelle is with her mother." I was surprised that she knew about Estelle, Mike tries to keep her away from the public as much as he can.
After a lot of talking, I found out a few things about Bianca. Her name was Bianca Barrie and she was 17 years old, her nickname was 'B' and she was a massive punk rocker!
I like this kids style!
*********************many hours and several stops later********************
Bianca was asleep. She woke up slightly, she was shivering.
"Are you cold Bianca?" I asked.
"I'm freezing!!"
I took off my jacket and slipped it around her.
She stared in shock at the jacket.
"Holy Fuck! I'm wearing Billie Joe's jacket!"
I smiled. "Don't pass out, it may smell a bit funny though."
She sniffed it.
"Smells like you." she said.
"Are you saying I stink?" I joked.
"Oh yeah." she said rolling her eyes. "You smell like shit!"
MIKE'S P.O.V.
I looked out the window. It was dark. ARE WE EVER GOING TO LAND?!
Anna looked at me.
"I'm cold." she said, "It's cold in here. I bet everyone in here is cold."
I reached over my seat and yanked the blanket off Tre.
"HEY!" he yelled.
"Tre, a innocent little girl is freezing, don't be so selfish." I sounded a bit like a father again. Why must I always play the Father role in this world?!
"And a innocent me and Mel are going to freeze with out it!" I threw my jacket over the seat. Hopefully that'll keep him quiet.
I handed the blanket to Anna,
"Thanks Mike." she said. I patted her head. "Mike, how old are you?"
"I'm 32." I said.
"Geez, you're old." said Anna in complete shock.
"Thanks...how old are you?"
"I'm 5. I'm littler then you." she said.
"Well duh." said Tre's voice.
"Shut up Tre, she is more mature then you!"
"Sticking up for your new daughter hey Mikey?" he asked.
"She isn't my daughter!"
"Do you have a daughter, Mike?" asked Anna,
"Yep."
"What's her name?"
"Estelle."
"What's her last name, where is she?" Anna asks a lot of questions.
"Her last name is the same as mine, and she is with her mother."
"Why isn't she with you?"
"Because I'm not married to her mother anymore."
"Oh, I'm sorry. But I'm not saying sorry because I did it. I'm saying sorry 'cause I feel sorry for you. Like you were sorry for me."
I smiled at her, she liked to confuse me, I can hardly understand a word she says. But it's cute.
TRE'S P.O.V.
**************************A few hours later.****************************
"Could all passengers put their seat belt on as we are preparing for a little turbulence."
"HUH? WHAT?!" yelled Mel's voice.
The captain had obviously woken her up. I laughed at her.
"That's not funny, it scared the shit outta me!"
"I was going to save your food for you...but it was getting cold....so I kinda ate it for you." I said with a innocent smile.
Mel stared.
"WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO EAT?!" she yelled. "I'm starving and you ate my food!" she pouted.
"Sorry, it was getting cold and eaten. And unless you want me to bring it back up...quit complaining!"
"Good excuse." She said sarcasticly.
I looked out the window. Finally, it was morning. I hadn't slept and I was a mess. My hair was messy and my eyes wear red, and my clothes were all wrinkled up.
"Tre, are you awake?" I heard Billie Joe hiss.
"Yeah."
"Sign this." he threw a book at me.
"Ouch...fucker!" I hissed back at him. I looked at it the book...
It had Bianca Barrie written on it. I checked inside, there was a big picture of us on the page. Underneath the picture was a polaroid picture of Billie Joe sitting on the plane, there was another of him and a girl with black hair and green streaks. Next to the picture it said:
'To Bianca, you're a cool girl and I hope you have fun at our next concert! You're a awsome person to sit next to on such a long flight! Love Billie Joe."
Obviously she was a Green Day fan.
A big camera came flying across the plane and hit my head.
"OW! WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!" I yelled.
"Just take a photo, and quick!"
I put on a stupid looking face and took the photo of myself. The picture shot out the bottom and floated like a feather onto my lap. I stuck it into the book and thought of what to write.
"Hey Bianca...It's Tre Cool here, and because I don't know you like Billie Joe does I can't complet...."
"Oh fuck!" I said.
"What?" asked Mel taking her head phones off.
"Spelling mistake." I went a bit red. "I didn't listen in school."
Mel rolled her eyes and went back to listening to the music.
I crossed out the mistake.
"I can't compliment you because I don't seriously know you but....at least you're good looking!" I looked at the book. It looked much better now I was in it. I grabbed Mel and held her close to my face.
"What are you doing?!" she yelled, laughing at the same time.
"SMILE!"
*FLASH*
"Ugh....bloody hell Tre!" The picture came out. "Wow, you don't look so bad, do ya Tre?"
"I know, damn I'm fine!" I joked.
There was a large bump all of a sudden.
"What the fuck was that!?" Screamed Mel.
"No idea." I looked around.
The lights flickered.
The girl that Mike was sitting next to let out a small scream.
BILLIE JOE'S P.O.V.
I looked over at Bianca. She was wide awake, she was also very pale.
"Oh my God!" She whispered. "I'm going to die!"
"No you're not." I reasured her.
Suddenly the bumping stopped.
"Sorry for that folks, some slight heavy turbulance there. But here we are, in Australia!" said the captian.
"Thank fucking God for that!" Yelled Tre.
All the people stood up. A book was handed to me and I looked inside. Mike and Tre had signed it,
"Um...I found this." I said to Bianca. She grabbed the book and looked inside. A small tear ran down her cheek.
"Thank you so much, Billie Joe." she was choking on her tears, she saw Tre's comment and she laughed. "What an idiot!" she said to herself.
"You should try living with him then." I rolled my eyes.
"I would love to!"
I pulled her in for a hug, she threw herself into my arms and laughed.
"I didn't do it to make you cry!" I joked.
"Well...it did make me cry! But, I gotta go, my mother is probably waiting for me."
"OK Bianca, I guess I'll see you around!"
MIKE'S P.O.V.
"That was scary!" said Anna, breathing fastly.
"Yeah, you can say that again!" I said patting her back.
"That was scary!"
"I don't mean that literally." I told her rolling my eyes.
"I really thought we were going to crash." she stood up. "Will you walk with me to the airport?" she asked.
"Yeah, I'll help you find your mother or whatever."
"To my Grandma." she corrected.
Tre looked over at me. His head was on a angle so he didn't hit the roof.
"Are you taking her home now Mike?" he asked.
"Ha ha Tre. No I'm not, I am going to help her find her Grandmother though."
"Who are you?" asked Anna. "You have funny hair."
I laughed. "Nobody likes you," I said to him.
"I'm Tre, who are you? You have big eyes." Tre said to Anna.
She laughed at him. "Yeah I know my eyes are big, but they're cute aswell, your hair is just...funny."
Tre stared in shock. He laughed. "I like that kid!" he said. "She has additude!"
We walked up the terminal. I waited for Anna to catch up.
"Mike, I can't walk as fast as you!" she said running up and grabbing my hand.
"MIKE!" yelled Tre.
"What?"
"I can't walk as fast as Anna, slow down." I stopped and turned around.
Mel was playing a game with Billie Joe and 'Bianca'.
I only met her a few minutes ago and she was really nice.
We reached the inside part of the airport. It was pretty quiet. There was hardly anyone there. Mel ran to the front.
"ANNA!" yelled a woman running towards me. She got to me and snatched Anna away from me. "Don't you touch my granddaughter!" she yelled.
"Grandma!" said Anna. "This is Mike, he looked after me on the plane."
"I've seen you on the television 'Mike'," she said. "Your songs are rather....bold."
"Yeah well, I didn't write most of them."
"Grandma, pleeeeease be nice to Mike, he was nice to me." said Anna pulling on her Grandmothers arm.
"Well thank you Mr...." She stopped.
"HEY MIKE! LET'S GO I GOTTA DO A...DOOKIE!" yelled Tre.
"Mr Dirnt." I said ignoring Tre. "Well, I better be off, I gotta get to this...place we are staying and get a decent sleep."
"Bye Mike." said Anna hugging me. She was short so she was kind of hugging my leg. I put my hand's on her shoulder.
*FLASH*
"GOT IT!" yelled Tre again.
He walked over to Anna and handed the picture of her and Mike. Then got chased around by Billie Joe for his camara back.
"Thanks." she smiled. I could see the tears welling in her eyes. "Bye Bye guys."
MEL'S P.O.V.
I sat on the ground. Mike sat down next to me.
"Anna was a really cool kid!" he said.
"She seemed to like you a lot." I smiled. Mike put his arm around me.
"I'm cold."
"Guess what guys!" said Billie Joe jumping about.
"What!?" said Mike bouncing up and down excitedly, he stopped quickly "Just tell me."
"We can go now!" I jumped up quickly and ran towards Tre and pulled his collar. He was jerked my direction. I kept running towards the doors. Out into the Australian air. Finally here! Home! Brisbane! I looked back quickly. Tre was gasping for air and running after me. Slowly behind them was Billie Joe and Mike. I saw a girl who looked so familiar...
"GEMMA!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.
"OH MY GOD! MEL!" Gemma yelled back running towards me. She jumped on me, hugging me tightly.
"How are you Mel?!" she asked with a teary voice, but she was pretty much still yelling.
"I'm fine, how are you?" she let go and looked at me. She wiped the tears from my eyes,
"I'm better then you look!" I smiled at her.
"WOAH!" said Billie Joe catching up.
"Oh my God!" Gemma yelled. "It's Tre fucking Cool!"
"Oh my God!" Mike yelled from a distance, he must have good hearing. "It's...um....Gemma?" he asked.
"It's Gemma fucking Ruddle!" I said.
"Could......you........go........slower.....next....time?" said Mike gasping for air.
"Sorry."
Tre jogged around on the spot.
"Can we go...I NEED to go to the bathroom." he said.
"Why don't you just go here?" asked Gemma smiling at him.
"Airport bathroom's suck!" he said looking down at his shoes. "Woah I have kick ass shoes!" he smiled.
"Ahh! Tre! You got the same shoes as me...AGAIN!" I yelled.
"Yours are pink though, mine are black."
GEMMA'S P.O.V.
I couldn't believe it! My best friend is finally back! And she bought Mike Dirnt with her!
"Are we there yet?" asked Tre clutching his hands in between his legs. "I really gotta go,"
"Tre, if you weren't so fussy you'd be fine!" Mel said. I picked up the speed a little bit.
"Oh thank God! Hey Gem, I can call you Gem right? Can you go a bit faster?!" Tre yelled again.
"Yeah, you can call me Gem, and I can't go faster, what happens if I get pulled over?"
"Tre, don't think about dripping water..." said Billie Joe "Drip....Drip...Drip..." he said.
Tre crossed his legs. "AAAAAGGGHHH!! SHUT UP BILLIE!"
"Don't think about all those days where you wake up and the first thing you do is take that pee...the type that is just soooooooo relieving, it feels like you lost a pound." Mike said, he had a huge grin on his face.
Tre crossed his legs the other way.
"Guys, quit tourturing Tre!" I said turning around to look at them. "Leave Tre alone or you don't get dinner!"
TRE'S P.O.V.
OH CHRIST ALMIGHTY I GOTTA GO!!
I feel like I am about to explode!
"Man, if I am not at home in 2 minutes I am going to piss my pants instead!"
"Please don't Tre!" Gemma begged. "My car seat cover things are too good for you to ruin!"
We finally pulled up at a little white house with a big garden. I leaped out of the car, opened the gate and ran to the door. I bounced around waiting for Gemma to bring the keys.
"Please...Gemma, let me..." Said Mike taking the keys from her hand. He slowly put the key into the keyhole.
"Mike....hurry...don't do this..." I said.
He slooooooooooowly turned the key.
"YOU'RE TURNING IT THE WRONG WAY!" I yelled.
"Oh, I'm sorry Tre, silly me!"
He slowly turned it the other way and stopped.
"You know what!" said Mike, he stopped turning the key. "We should take a tour of the garden first." he was grinning at me.
"THAT'S IT!" I yelled. I tackled Mike and grabbed the key.
BILLIE JOE'S P.O.V.
Mike went flying to the ground. Tre grabbed the key and turned it.
He ran inside. Gemma followed. Mel grabbed my hand and lead me in. It was a simple house. The lounge room was kinda large and there was a BIG T.V. Tre ran in and out of rooms.
"WHERE THE FUCK IS THE BATHROOM!?" he said. He pushed open one door. "OH MY GOD! YES!" the door slammed shut behind him.
"OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH YEEEEAAAAH!" he moaned. Obviously he was in heaven, letting all that....stuff out of him.
"Oh MAN that's good!" He yelled out again. I looked over at Gemma, she laughing and looking at the fish.
"Gemma, have you organized where we are sleeping?" asked Mel.
"Umm, no I was thinking you guys could pick it out."
There was a flush. Tre walked out of the bathroom while zipping up his fly. "Oh fuck, that was sooooo good!"
"Glad to see her bathroom is so satisfying Tre." I said.
"Shuddup!"
"Where do you guys wanna sleep?" asked Gemma now that we are all here.
"I'LL SLEEP WITH GEMMA!" Yelled Mike, quickly.
"Well then that's settled." I said rolling my eyes.
"Oh...Mel..there is something I should tell you...." said Gemma looking down at her shoes.
"Oh no, what?" said Mel looking alarmed.
"Your brothers are....coming around...maybe staying."
Mel stared in shock. "James and Joel?" she asked.
"What's wrong with that?" I asked.
"OH MY GOD! MY BROTHERS!" she hugged me and jumped up and down.
I jumped with her. "I don't know what the hell you're talking about but...wooo!"
She laughed.
It seemed forever later when Mel finally said something again. She was to busy planing what to do when her brothers come. But we managed to pass the time without her.
MEL'S P.O.V.
I was so excited! My brothers, who I haven't seen in ages are finally coming back!
This is pretty good, I have Green Day, my brothers and my friends. It would be so much better if Bree was alive to see them.
I stopped jumping around being an idiot and went down the hallway. I opened the door to the room at the end of the hallway to find Bree's old room. It smelt like it did when I left. It was amazing! It was like...Bree was still sitting there, smiling listening to Green Day. But she wasn't. I felt a hand come down on my shoulder.
"I guess this was your friend's room." said Billie Joe's voice.
"Yeah, Baby Bree." I smiled.
Billie Joe looked at the door. It was covered in Green Day, The Living End, The Used and heaps more posters.
"I can tell this girl had a good taste in music!" he said smiling and pointing to a poster of himself.
"A good taste in everything else aswell." said Gemma's voice.
"She had a nice room" said Tre walking in. I was afraid to go into Bree's room. I crossed the line and followed Tre in. I looked around. Above her bed was heaps of pictures of us.
Billie went to go check them out.
"You have some pretty hot friends!" he said grinning.
I sat down on Bree's bed.
"Well...I'm going to go sleep." Said Mike. "I need sleep bad!"
"Hmmm." sighed Billie Joe, "Me too."
"Gemma, can you show me OUR room?" smiled Mike.
"Why of course," said Gemma smiling and walking out. "I take it you're going to stay there for a little while?" she said to me.
"Yeah. I just wanna soak it all in." I said looking at her, fighting back tears.
"Ok, I'll seeya later then, I gotta go and...buy food!" Gemma said as Mike took her hand. "I need food badly! I haven't been shopping since Bree was here." her smile softened. "Come on guys."
"Hey, we'll come shopping with you!" said Billie Joe.
"Oh yeah! Fun!" said Gemma.
Soon I heard the rattling of keys and the shut of the door. They're gone.
"I'll stay here with you." said Tre. "You might go insane without me!"
TRE'S P.O.V.
I wanted to stay and help Mel. She started to cry.
Oh fuck, what do I do now?! I pat her back.
"Hey..what's wrong?" I asked lifting her up so she is looking at me.
"This room has so many memories, I can't believe Bree isn't here to...see all of this now."
"I'm sure...." I was cut off by a knock on the door.
"I better get that." said Mel. She ran to the door and I followed.
"Awww, do you have to leave me alone in that room?!" I pouted holding her arm.
She laughed. "Tre! Let me get the door!"
"Not without me!" I stood up and held onto her waist. She tried to walk to the door with me clinging to her.
The person at the door knocked again. And again.
Mel opened the door.
A guy with short blonde hair that was a bit like Billie Joe's stood at the door.
He was pretty tall and tough looking, his frosty blue eyes met Mel's.
"Hello Melonie." he said. Melonie?
"Piss off Adam." she hissed at him. She went to close the door, but 'Adam' put his hand against it.
"Hey dude, I think you should go." I said holding Mel a little closer.
"Hey dude, I think you should shut up, you have no idea what has happened."
"Don't you dare come here and talk to Tre like that!" shouted Mel turning around and hugging me, still looking at Adam.
"Sorry Melonie." he said looking down. "Where's Bree, she has been ignoring me ever since that....fight."
"What fight? I have been in America, you'll have to fill me in." she said.
"Breeza and me had a fight because she was 'flirting' with Aaron, so she was ignoring me, that was a week ago."
I stared at him in disbelief.
"WHAT?!" I gasped. "Dude! Bree d-" Mel covered my mouth.
"What?" he looked at me strangely.
"Adam, if you really cared about Bree, you would know she hung herself 2 days ago."
Adam stared.
"Are you ok?" I asked him.
"How do you think I feel idiot?!" he yelled.
"Don't, Adam, if you treated her better she wouldn't have done it! YOU MADE HER DO IT!" Mel screamed.
Adam reached in the door and stormed through the house.
"ADAM GO HOME!" screamed Mel grabbing his arm. Adam shook her off, Mel fell over, knocking into the table on the way down.
That's where I step in. I grabbed his arm and pinned him to a wall.
"Look, don't come into Mel...or Gemma's house and hurt ANYONE! You're going to leave, and when you are able to TALK about this like a normal person, give us a call, until then...get some guts!" I shouted at him. I grabbed his collar and threw him out. I felt a bit like a bouncer for a fancy nightclub...and I have seen PLENTY of those. And I've been thrown out by plenty aswell. I saw Mel on the floor.
Uh oh.
GEMMA'S P.O.V.
I looked over at Mike and Billie Joe.
They seemed bored. "You know, you can help!" I said pushing the trolley along down the isle looking at breakfast cereal.
"Ok," said Billie Joe. "I'll help you." he reached into the trolley and took out the things I had put in there.
Mike smiled at him and picked me up.
"NO! Mike put me down!" I hissed.
Mike did as he was told, he put me down...in the trolley.
Billie Joe pulled the trollie back a few steps. Then he started running forwards. I was laughing so hard. Mike, who was running along the side pulled the trollie to the left, and we shot off down another isle.
Mike ran down throwing random things into the trollie. I had big bags of chips hit me, a packet of frozen pies and even a bottle of tomato sauce. And about a million packets of condoms.
"That's how Green Day shops!" said Billie Joe has we lined up at the counter. Mike grabbed a magazine off the racks and ripped off the barcode and stuck it on my head.
"Man....that was fun!" I said, "I gotta do that more often. Damn it gets dark fast, doesn't it!? Wow, I go off topic quickly!"
BILLIE JOE'S P.O.V.
I'm exhausted!
What I wouldn't give for a bit of sleep. "Gem, can we go home soon, I need sleep."
"Yeah, me too!" said Mike.
"Yeah, just wait until this lady is done...geez, how much cat food does this lady need?!" said Gemma in shock.
I smiled. But then I looked,
Oh fuck!
The crazy lady on the plane!! She looked back at me.
"MONSTER!" she screamed. She ran over and beat me again with her bag. Mike saw who it was and started pissing himself laughing.
"Billie Joe, guess who's back!" He said,
Mike explained the story to Gemma, I don't think he noticed that I was having the shit beating out of me by a crazy cat lady!
"Mike! Help!"
Mike sighed and took the old lady's bag off of her, he explained to the lady that it wasn't my fault the cat died in the dryer.
She left, but not without giving me a evil glare.
"Geez Billie, she has issues!" Gemma said to me.
"I know, it wasn't my fault that my cat fell into the dryer!"
She laughed.
Mike let out a small smile, now I know what is happening.
Sly Mike....very sly.
Hey! It IS dark!
"GET UP!"
I opened my eyes and looked around. I was in Tre's room. He was laying in a different bed. He rolled over and untangled the bed sheets he was wrapped in.
"GUYS! COME ON!" Yelled the voice again.
"BILLIE JOE! SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Yelled Tre pulling a shirt over his head.
Billie Joe opened the door.
"Come on guys, wake up, Mike cooks a great breakfast."
Tre's face creased up.
"Mike? Cook? No thanks!" Tre make some dramatic gagging sounds, and some disgusted sounds.
"Mike is a great cook!" I said in his defence.
"Mel, I have known Mike for years! I have never seen him cook, therefore he must fucking suck!" Tre smiled.
"You've never been around to have one of his meals then have you?" Asked Billie Joe with a cheeky grin on his face.
I looked at him with a surprised face. I didn't think Billie Joe would have eaten Mike's meals. He only eats the shit he makes himself. Or that I make. But then again...Billie Joe needs a cook book to be able to make a fucking sandwich.
"Oh, good morning Mel!" said Tre with a big grin on his face.
We finally gathered around the table. I looked down at my breakfast and rubbed my arm.
"What's wrong Mel?" Asked Tre.
"I am the only girl. It's a uncomfortable feeling!" I laughed.
"No you're not!" Protested Mike. "What about Tre?"
Tre glared at him.
"Well, Mike, you have a point there!"
Tre looked down and curled a tiny bit of his hair on his finger. "I am, like, SO NOT a girl!" he said with a teenie voice
I inspected my plate. Eggs, toast, and on my plate, and Tre's, was a few bits of bacon.
Well it passed the 'Look's OK' test.
TRE'S P.O.V.
I looked at Mel, damn! She is so hot!
Ever since I met her, all those years ago, way back when leg warmers were cool (in my opinion they still are).
She was the one who picked me off the ground when I was being a idiot and jumping off a tour bus.
She wiped the blood from my nose and laughed at my stupid attempt to chat her up when I came around.
"Tre, Come in Tre Cool...do you copy?"
"What?" I said snapping out of my day dream.
"Fuck, you look stupid when you think!" Said Billie Joe.
Mike looked over at Mel, who was sitting directly in front of me.
Mel grinned and tried not to laugh. She laughed anyway.
Mel's laugh made Mike laugh, Mike's laugh made Billie Joe laugh.
I didn't find it that funny until Billie Joe smashed his knee on the table from laughing to much.
"Ow! Fuck!" he said, he stopped laughing immediently. I was laughing, and trying to drink at the same time. Billie Joe laughed at me for some reason, he snorted while he was laughing, which cause me to laugh harder. My sides were hurting. Too bad for me I was drinking while that happened and coffee went shooting out my nose.
BILLIE JOE'S P.O.V.
Tre hunched over to laugh, he was covered in his own coffee and Mike was rolling around on the floor in hysterics.
"I don't know why the hell we started laughing anyway." Said Mel with a confused look on her face.
Mike slowly stopped laughing.
"I don't care! It was so funny though!"
Billie Joe looked at his knee.
"How could you do that Tre?" he asked.
"Do what?" he looked strangely at Billie Joe
"Make me hit my knee, that hurt!"
"I didn't! You did it yourself you idiot! How could you make me cover myself in coffee!!"
"No, you made me!"
"No."
"Yes."
"No!"
"YES!"
The fighting stopped as the phone rang. Mel ran and picked it up.
"Hello...yeah....WHAT?!......oh....ok, yeah I'll come soon........love you too.....I'm sorry.....bye.....yeah I know it's different!....ok...bye." She said softly. She left the kitchen where we were all eating.
We heard her door slam shut.
"That can't be good." said Tre, "Maybe I should go check on her. Make sure if she is Ok."
"Tre, I don't think so." I said holding his arm so he won't move. "Let Mike, he is most mature."
Mike smiled and put his knife down. He walked into Mel's room and let the door shut quietly behind him.
MIKE'S P.O.V.
"Are you Ok, Mel?" I asked her.
She was sitting on her bed, I sat next to her.
"I'll be fine Mike, go out and eat with the guys," she smiled with tears running down her cheek. "They'll go crazy if you're not there."
I laughed. "That doesn't worry me at the moment, it's Billie Joe's kitchen, not mine. And I want to know what happened to you."
She cried a bit more.
"Just.....go Mike." she said,
"What's wrong?"
"My best friend committed suicide the other night," she wiped her tears.
"Oh....babe I'm so sorry."
I always had a nickname for Mel, and I didn't normally call her Mel, unless I was worried about her or something, because she usually had a nice nickname for all of us.
"Thanks, sweetie, I'm just a little upset." She grabbed a photo off her bedside table. Mel stood in the photo, her blue-green eyes were shining brightly, her beautiful blonde hair was all straight, well it's always straight but...same thing, she was looking really happy! She had 2 other girls in the photo. One girl had blue eyes and blonde hair, she was laughing....damn she was good looking! The other one had black hair with heaps of streaks in it, all the girls were all laughing, they were sitting on the swings in a big park.
"Which one died?" I asked, hoping it wasn't the one with blue eyes and blonde hair, she was fucking hot!
"That one." she said pointing to the one with millions of streaks. "Bree."
I looked. How could someone who looked so fucking happy kill themself? I thought.
"How'd she die?"
"She hung herself." I stared with my mouth open.
"WHY?!"
"She wasn't in a great situation, her parents kicked her out and her boyfriend beat her and....everything was falling apart for my Baby Bree." she smiled.
"Haha, Baby Bree!" I laughed quietly.
"Stupid nicknames."
"What was your nickname?" I asked.
"Mel."
"Isn't Mel your name though?" I asked with a confused look. Mel laughed.
"Um..no, my full whole name is Melonie."
"You told me your name was Mel!! But it doesn't matter, Melissa's a nice names anyways."
"Thanks, but Mel is my name now. When I was little my nickname was Mini or Mini Mel because I am so fucking short." she grinned. "Anyway, the funeral is in out in Australia. Our home."
I looked at her with a smile. "Can I come?"
My real idea in this is so I can meet Mel's other friend.
"Who's the other one in that photo?" I asked her.
"Oh...that's Gemma!" She smiled. "She is really really funny, the whole reason we are laughing in that photo was because of her."
Ohhh! Good looking AND funny! Jackpot!
TRE'S P.O.V.
How did I get myself into this?
I am sitting in a plane. Mel's friend had died and I was on my way to AUSTRALIA!!
I'm sitting next to Billie Joe, I'm looking out the window at the people loading our bags onto the plane. I saw the guy throw Mike's bass into the plane.
"EASY ASSHOLE THAT'S ONE EXPENSIVE FUCKING BASS!" I yelled.
Billie Joe jumped up. "Tre, shut the hell up!"
Mike jumped, but only over Mel. "WHAT DID THEY DO TO MY BASS!?" Screamed Mike. Mel reached over and covered Mike's mouth. Mike was still yelling though.
Billie Joe leaned over to me.
"I'll give you $50 if you ask Mike to sit with you." he said.
"Why?"
"I wanna sit next to Mel."
I looked over my seat at Mel. She was wearing her black jacket and black pants. She put her pink converse's up on Billie's seat and kicked it. She giggled as Billie turned around.
"Oh, sorry! Am I annoying you?" she asked with a massive grin on her face.
"Yes, you are actually." he joked.
"Oh good," she kicked the seat again.
"I'm not going to let you sit next to her! You'll kill her!" Now I was just making up excuses.
The only reason I didn't want him there is.....well she might fall for him.
"Do you think they show Adult Only Movies on this plane?" I asked really loudly.
Mike turned around to face me really fast.
"Tre!" he hissed. "No!"
I looked at the buttons on the roof.
"What's this button do?" I asked someone while pressing it. A rush of air hit me in the face. I yelled out in surprise.
Mel was pissing herself laughing in the back.
"Cold." I said in a pout-ish voice.
"Well, no duh Tre, it IS the air conditioning." Said Billie with a sarcastic look on his face.
"EXCUSE ME MISS!" I yelled out at the person in front of me serving a kid.
The flight attendent turned around. I stared.
"Oh my God, you're a guy...." I said in surprise.
"Yes, sir," he said, a little embarresed. "Would you like anything?"
"Um...a female attentent."
Mel burst out in laughter. I grinned.
The guy walked away and tapped a girl on the shoulder. She walked over and smiled.
"Can I help you sir?" She said.
"Um...yeah, what happens if we crash?" I said this pretty fucking loud and the guy who was already pale stared in panic.
"I am sure we won't, sir, but we have procedures."
"What are the chances we'd die on impact?" I yelled again. The guy pushed his head back into his seat, breathing loudly.
The lady rolled her eyes. "Not a good chance," she walked away.
"THIS SERVICE SUCKS!" I yelled after her. And that's when the security came.
BILLIE JOE'S P.O.V.
Tre is a genius!
A COMPLETE FUCKING GENIUS!
In case you can't tell, I was being sarcastic, Tre (that idiot) got us kicked out of the plane. Damn him and his big mouth! We have to wait two hours until another plane comes, and it is so late! It's almost Midnight! And our 'new' seats suck! To pass the time, I wrote down some simple lyrics and hummed out some tunes. Mel looked through Mike's bag for his laptop and Tre fidgeted in his seat.
"I'm so bored." Sighed Mike, "Thanks Tre."
"Anytime Mikey." smirked Tre.
"Guys...please don't start!" said Mel getting a bit pissed off.
"I need coffee." said Mike. "I'm starving."
I looked at him oddly...he wanted coffee...but he's hungry?
"Mike, coffee is a drink, not food." I reminded him.
"Oh...yeah."
Mel shook her head. "Idiots," she muttered.
"I heeeeeeeeeaaaaaard thaaaaaaaat!" said Tre in a sing-song voice.
"Good, now you know what everyone else in this world thinks!" said Mike.
MEL'S P.O.V.
Time goes so quick when you're bored out of your brains!!
I picked up my bag. "Come on guys...our plane is ready!"
Mike's eyes lit up instantly. "THANK GOD!"
We walked down to the termanal. Tre walked through the metal detector.
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP...
"Oh fuck!" he muttered.
A security guy walked up to him. "Hold your arms out like this sir." said the man holding his arms out to the side. Tre walked over to him and hugged him. I looked in shock, damn he's stupid!
The man looked down and Tre, who was smiling and suggled into his...well chest. The man still had his arms out. Tre let him go and walked away.
"My turn." He said holding his arms out the same way.
The guy body searched him. Tre smiled as the security started heading down to search his pockets and his ass.
Mike stood behind me, practicly using me to hold him up because he was laughing so hard.
"I think I saw that man put some drugs in his..well up his...ass." whispered Billie Joe in a womans voice. The security guy heard this and dragged Tre away to a room, Tre obviously knew what security does if they think you have drugs rammed up your ass.
"HEY! LET ME GO!" Yelled Tre pulling back. "BILLIE JOE I DID HEAR THAT!!!"
Tre dropped himself to the floor and clinged onto the security guys leg like a 5 year old.
"Leave me alone! I just wanna go to Australia and see the hot chicks!" he cried.
MIKE'S P.O.V.
I looked at Tre, patheticly holding onto a mans leg, begging him to let him go.
The man gave up.
"Go on." he said. Tre stood up, re-gaining his dignity. He dusted off his shoulders.
"Lets go." he said walking past.
We got to the plane. It was full!! Almost the whole plane was covered in people. It was noisy and children were running around out of there seats.
"Holy....fuck." I said.
"YOU SWORE!" yelled on of the kids. I smiled at him. And he frowed at me.
"I'm an adult. I'm allowed to." I said as nicely as I could. The kid kicked my leg.
"OW!" I looked at him and he ran away.
Mel giggled. "Nice one, Mike." she said.
"Stupid punk kids these days..."
Billie Joe rolled his eyes. "You probably desurved that though. You don't swear infront of Estelle do you?"
He had a point. But sometimes I let the occasional 'Fuck!' or 'Shit' slip.
Mel looked at her ticket. "Found my seat." she said pointing towards the back.
Tre looked over at her ticket. "Hey, I'm sitting next to you!" he said.
I looked at my ticket and walked down a bit. I looked down at where I was sitting. A little girl was sitting down. She was wearing a sky blue dress and her brown hair was up in pigtails. She looked up, damn those blue eyes are bright!
"Here I am!" I said to Billie Joe, he looked down at his seat, we were seperated by the isle. Tre and Mel were in front of us. At least we were close!
"Hi, I'm Anna." said the little girl as I sat down.
"Hey, Anna, I'm Mike." I smiled.
"I'm flying by myself." she said.
"I'm not, I am flying with my friends."
"Is Mike your real name?" Anna asked.
"No, my real name is Cheese Sticks." I smiled. She laughed.
"My daddy went away, so me and my mommy are moving." she said completely going off subject. Hmmm, why do all children remind me of Tre?
"Your daddy went away?" I asked her, I was a bit confused, I know it's a bit stupid but I was interested to know what happened.
"He died." she said looking down. "Nice shoes." she said quickly grabbing my laces pulling them undone.
"Thanks. And I'm sorry about your daddy." I said patting her back.
"Did you do it?" she asked.
"Um...no..." I said looking at her.
"Then why did you say sorry if you didn't do it?"
"Um...because I feel sorry for you."
Billie Joe looked over at me. "Nice Mikey, really nice."
BILLIE JOE'S P.O.V.
I looked over at who I was sitting next to. A innocent, nice, sweet looking old lady.
"Hello," I smiled.
"Do you like cats?" she asked instantly.
"Uhhh, yeah. I had a cat once." I said, I realised then that this woman freaked me out.
"Did you like it?"
"Yeah, but Zero died." I said with a fake sad look.
"Why?"
"He got caught in the dryer."
She stared. "MONSTER!!" She screamed.
She picked up a bag and beat me over the head with it.
Mike and his little friend were laughing and Tre and Mel were to busy pointing out the window to care.
A girl came running over and took the lady's bag. I looked up at the girl who saved me.
"Thank you!" I said, I was relieved.
"You looked like you needed a bit of help, what did you do?" she asked.
"I told her my cat died in the dryer."
She laughed. "Responsible pet owner." she joked. She pulled the old lady away.
MIKE'S P.O.V.
"That poor man, do you think that hurt?" asked Anna.
I stopped laughing. "Nah, Billie Joe is a tough kid."
"Billie Joe?" Anna said with a confused look on her face.
"He is one of my friends. My best friend." I said to her.
"Oh, my best friend is in my town." she smiled. She put her hands down onto her dress.
"Hello, thank you for flying our air ways, this is your captian speaking..."
I looked over the seat infront of me and saw Mel and Tre mouthing the words along with the captain.
"Could all passengers put there tables up, and put their seatbelts on, as we are about to take off."
I laughed, complete idiots! I thought. The plane made some humming sounds and Tre made a little growl at Mel...I wonder why....sounded a bit odd.
We started taking off, soon we were on a angle and going up.
Anna slipped her hand in mine, she looked pale. She whispered a few little words to herself.
"Mike, are we going to crash?" she asked finally.
"No, that won't happen, I promise." I lied, I don't really know, I just hope to God we won't. She squeezed my hand tighter.
I looked at Billie Joe, he was pale aswell.
"You ok?" I asked him.
"Fine," he muttered. I looked back over my seat at Tre and Mel, Mel was cuddled up, against his chest. I tapped Tre's head.
"Ouch. What?" he said.
"That's cute, Tre." I said. He looked down at Mel,
"I'm a lucky bastard though, and she is cold."
If Mel was cold, then Anna must be cold....
MEL'S P.O.V.
God damn it's cold!
I looked up at Tre who was watching a little T.V. Kinda surprising, I was expecting him to be fidgeting around and bothering people. Tre looked down at me and smiled.
"What's with the staring?" He asked.
"You're quiet, it's new to me!"
"I like The Simpsons though." he gently kissed my head. I blushed. "What?" asked Tre with a big grin on his face.
"Nothing," I said. "Thanks."
"For what?"
"For being you, you're so...perfect." I said to him looking up with a small smile, oh fuck, did I just say that?
"Perfect? Yeah, whatever, I say the same about you." Tre bounced around his seat for a bit, until he relised that you can lift the arm rest up.
"OH!" he said as he lifted it up. He moved in closer and put his arm around me. "I'm comfortable now...just so you know."
BILLIE JOE'S P.O.V.
I looked up as a kid looked down at me. She had black hair with green streaks and was wearing all black, except for green arm warmer kind of things. Her brown eyes seemed kind of evil but she looked slightly friendly.
"Hi." I said to her, "I guess you are sitting here, now?"
"That crazy lady took my spot." she said flopping down into her seat.
"Did you hear what she did to me?" I asked out of curiousity. I didn't want everyone to know that a old lady beat the shit out of me with a bag though.
"No, what?" she asked.
"She smacked me around with her bag." I smiled. The girl laughed.
"I'm Bianca." she said. "I'm a pretty big fan of yours aswell,"
I grinned at her.
"Well then there is no point on me introducing myself, but who cares? I'm Billie Joe."
"Are you with Tre and Mike?" she asked, still smiling.
"Yep, they're over there." I said pointing over to Mike and Tre.
"Is that Estelle?" asked Bianca pointing to the girl next to Mike.
"No, Estelle is with her mother." I was surprised that she knew about Estelle, Mike tries to keep her away from the public as much as he can.
After a lot of talking, I found out a few things about Bianca. Her name was Bianca Barrie and she was 17 years old, her nickname was 'B' and she was a massive punk rocker!
I like this kids style!
*********************many hours and several stops later********************
Bianca was asleep. She woke up slightly, she was shivering.
"Are you cold Bianca?" I asked.
"I'm freezing!!"
I took off my jacket and slipped it around her.
She stared in shock at the jacket.
"Holy Fuck! I'm wearing Billie Joe's jacket!"
I smiled. "Don't pass out, it may smell a bit funny though."
She sniffed it.
"Smells like you." she said.
"Are you saying I stink?" I joked.
"Oh yeah." she said rolling her eyes. "You smell like shit!"
MIKE'S P.O.V.
I looked out the window. It was dark. ARE WE EVER GOING TO LAND?!
Anna looked at me.
"I'm cold." she said, "It's cold in here. I bet everyone in here is cold."
I reached over my seat and yanked the blanket off Tre.
"HEY!" he yelled.
"Tre, a innocent little girl is freezing, don't be so selfish." I sounded a bit like a father again. Why must I always play the Father role in this world?!
"And a innocent me and Mel are going to freeze with out it!" I threw my jacket over the seat. Hopefully that'll keep him quiet.
I handed the blanket to Anna,
"Thanks Mike." she said. I patted her head. "Mike, how old are you?"
"I'm 32." I said.
"Geez, you're old." said Anna in complete shock.
"Thanks...how old are you?"
"I'm 5. I'm littler then you." she said.
"Well duh." said Tre's voice.
"Shut up Tre, she is more mature then you!"
"Sticking up for your new daughter hey Mikey?" he asked.
"She isn't my daughter!"
"Do you have a daughter, Mike?" asked Anna,
"Yep."
"What's her name?"
"Estelle."
"What's her last name, where is she?" Anna asks a lot of questions.
"Her last name is the same as mine, and she is with her mother."
"Why isn't she with you?"
"Because I'm not married to her mother anymore."
"Oh, I'm sorry. But I'm not saying sorry because I did it. I'm saying sorry 'cause I feel sorry for you. Like you were sorry for me."
I smiled at her, she liked to confuse me, I can hardly understand a word she says. But it's cute.
TRE'S P.O.V.
**************************A few hours later.****************************
"Could all passengers put their seat belt on as we are preparing for a little turbulence."
"HUH? WHAT?!" yelled Mel's voice.
The captain had obviously woken her up. I laughed at her.
"That's not funny, it scared the shit outta me!"
"I was going to save your food for you...but it was getting cold....so I kinda ate it for you." I said with a innocent smile.
Mel stared.
"WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO EAT?!" she yelled. "I'm starving and you ate my food!" she pouted.
"Sorry, it was getting cold and eaten. And unless you want me to bring it back up...quit complaining!"
"Good excuse." She said sarcasticly.
I looked out the window. Finally, it was morning. I hadn't slept and I was a mess. My hair was messy and my eyes wear red, and my clothes were all wrinkled up.
"Tre, are you awake?" I heard Billie Joe hiss.
"Yeah."
"Sign this." he threw a book at me.
"Ouch...fucker!" I hissed back at him. I looked at it the book...
It had Bianca Barrie written on it. I checked inside, there was a big picture of us on the page. Underneath the picture was a polaroid picture of Billie Joe sitting on the plane, there was another of him and a girl with black hair and green streaks. Next to the picture it said:
'To Bianca, you're a cool girl and I hope you have fun at our next concert! You're a awsome person to sit next to on such a long flight! Love Billie Joe."
Obviously she was a Green Day fan.
A big camera came flying across the plane and hit my head.
"OW! WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!" I yelled.
"Just take a photo, and quick!"
I put on a stupid looking face and took the photo of myself. The picture shot out the bottom and floated like a feather onto my lap. I stuck it into the book and thought of what to write.
"Hey Bianca...It's Tre Cool here, and because I don't know you like Billie Joe does I can't complet...."
"Oh fuck!" I said.
"What?" asked Mel taking her head phones off.
"Spelling mistake." I went a bit red. "I didn't listen in school."
Mel rolled her eyes and went back to listening to the music.
I crossed out the mistake.
"I can't compliment you because I don't seriously know you but....at least you're good looking!" I looked at the book. It looked much better now I was in it. I grabbed Mel and held her close to my face.
"What are you doing?!" she yelled, laughing at the same time.
"SMILE!"
*FLASH*
"Ugh....bloody hell Tre!" The picture came out. "Wow, you don't look so bad, do ya Tre?"
"I know, damn I'm fine!" I joked.
There was a large bump all of a sudden.
"What the fuck was that!?" Screamed Mel.
"No idea." I looked around.
The lights flickered.
The girl that Mike was sitting next to let out a small scream.
BILLIE JOE'S P.O.V.
I looked over at Bianca. She was wide awake, she was also very pale.
"Oh my God!" She whispered. "I'm going to die!"
"No you're not." I reasured her.
Suddenly the bumping stopped.
"Sorry for that folks, some slight heavy turbulance there. But here we are, in Australia!" said the captian.
"Thank fucking God for that!" Yelled Tre.
All the people stood up. A book was handed to me and I looked inside. Mike and Tre had signed it,
"Um...I found this." I said to Bianca. She grabbed the book and looked inside. A small tear ran down her cheek.
"Thank you so much, Billie Joe." she was choking on her tears, she saw Tre's comment and she laughed. "What an idiot!" she said to herself.
"You should try living with him then." I rolled my eyes.
"I would love to!"
I pulled her in for a hug, she threw herself into my arms and laughed.
"I didn't do it to make you cry!" I joked.
"Well...it did make me cry! But, I gotta go, my mother is probably waiting for me."
"OK Bianca, I guess I'll see you around!"
MIKE'S P.O.V.
"That was scary!" said Anna, breathing fastly.
"Yeah, you can say that again!" I said patting her back.
"That was scary!"
"I don't mean that literally." I told her rolling my eyes.
"I really thought we were going to crash." she stood up. "Will you walk with me to the airport?" she asked.
"Yeah, I'll help you find your mother or whatever."
"To my Grandma." she corrected.
Tre looked over at me. His head was on a angle so he didn't hit the roof.
"Are you taking her home now Mike?" he asked.
"Ha ha Tre. No I'm not, I am going to help her find her Grandmother though."
"Who are you?" asked Anna. "You have funny hair."
I laughed. "Nobody likes you," I said to him.
"I'm Tre, who are you? You have big eyes." Tre said to Anna.
She laughed at him. "Yeah I know my eyes are big, but they're cute aswell, your hair is just...funny."
Tre stared in shock. He laughed. "I like that kid!" he said. "She has additude!"
We walked up the terminal. I waited for Anna to catch up.
"Mike, I can't walk as fast as you!" she said running up and grabbing my hand.
"MIKE!" yelled Tre.
"What?"
"I can't walk as fast as Anna, slow down." I stopped and turned around.
Mel was playing a game with Billie Joe and 'Bianca'.
I only met her a few minutes ago and she was really nice.
We reached the inside part of the airport. It was pretty quiet. There was hardly anyone there. Mel ran to the front.
"ANNA!" yelled a woman running towards me. She got to me and snatched Anna away from me. "Don't you touch my granddaughter!" she yelled.
"Grandma!" said Anna. "This is Mike, he looked after me on the plane."
"I've seen you on the television 'Mike'," she said. "Your songs are rather....bold."
"Yeah well, I didn't write most of them."
"Grandma, pleeeeease be nice to Mike, he was nice to me." said Anna pulling on her Grandmothers arm.
"Well thank you Mr...." She stopped.
"HEY MIKE! LET'S GO I GOTTA DO A...DOOKIE!" yelled Tre.
"Mr Dirnt." I said ignoring Tre. "Well, I better be off, I gotta get to this...place we are staying and get a decent sleep."
"Bye Mike." said Anna hugging me. She was short so she was kind of hugging my leg. I put my hand's on her shoulder.
*FLASH*
"GOT IT!" yelled Tre again.
He walked over to Anna and handed the picture of her and Mike. Then got chased around by Billie Joe for his camara back.
"Thanks." she smiled. I could see the tears welling in her eyes. "Bye Bye guys."
MEL'S P.O.V.
I sat on the ground. Mike sat down next to me.
"Anna was a really cool kid!" he said.
"She seemed to like you a lot." I smiled. Mike put his arm around me.
"I'm cold."
"Guess what guys!" said Billie Joe jumping about.
"What!?" said Mike bouncing up and down excitedly, he stopped quickly "Just tell me."
"We can go now!" I jumped up quickly and ran towards Tre and pulled his collar. He was jerked my direction. I kept running towards the doors. Out into the Australian air. Finally here! Home! Brisbane! I looked back quickly. Tre was gasping for air and running after me. Slowly behind them was Billie Joe and Mike. I saw a girl who looked so familiar...
"GEMMA!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.
"OH MY GOD! MEL!" Gemma yelled back running towards me. She jumped on me, hugging me tightly.
"How are you Mel?!" she asked with a teary voice, but she was pretty much still yelling.
"I'm fine, how are you?" she let go and looked at me. She wiped the tears from my eyes,
"I'm better then you look!" I smiled at her.
"WOAH!" said Billie Joe catching up.
"Oh my God!" Gemma yelled. "It's Tre fucking Cool!"
"Oh my God!" Mike yelled from a distance, he must have good hearing. "It's...um....Gemma?" he asked.
"It's Gemma fucking Ruddle!" I said.
"Could......you........go........slower.....next....time?" said Mike gasping for air.
"Sorry."
Tre jogged around on the spot.
"Can we go...I NEED to go to the bathroom." he said.
"Why don't you just go here?" asked Gemma smiling at him.
"Airport bathroom's suck!" he said looking down at his shoes. "Woah I have kick ass shoes!" he smiled.
"Ahh! Tre! You got the same shoes as me...AGAIN!" I yelled.
"Yours are pink though, mine are black."
GEMMA'S P.O.V.
I couldn't believe it! My best friend is finally back! And she bought Mike Dirnt with her!
"Are we there yet?" asked Tre clutching his hands in between his legs. "I really gotta go,"
"Tre, if you weren't so fussy you'd be fine!" Mel said. I picked up the speed a little bit.
"Oh thank God! Hey Gem, I can call you Gem right? Can you go a bit faster?!" Tre yelled again.
"Yeah, you can call me Gem, and I can't go faster, what happens if I get pulled over?"
"Tre, don't think about dripping water..." said Billie Joe "Drip....Drip...Drip..." he said.
Tre crossed his legs. "AAAAAGGGHHH!! SHUT UP BILLIE!"
"Don't think about all those days where you wake up and the first thing you do is take that pee...the type that is just soooooooo relieving, it feels like you lost a pound." Mike said, he had a huge grin on his face.
Tre crossed his legs the other way.
"Guys, quit tourturing Tre!" I said turning around to look at them. "Leave Tre alone or you don't get dinner!"
TRE'S P.O.V.
OH CHRIST ALMIGHTY I GOTTA GO!!
I feel like I am about to explode!
"Man, if I am not at home in 2 minutes I am going to piss my pants instead!"
"Please don't Tre!" Gemma begged. "My car seat cover things are too good for you to ruin!"
We finally pulled up at a little white house with a big garden. I leaped out of the car, opened the gate and ran to the door. I bounced around waiting for Gemma to bring the keys.
"Please...Gemma, let me..." Said Mike taking the keys from her hand. He slowly put the key into the keyhole.
"Mike....hurry...don't do this..." I said.
He slooooooooooowly turned the key.
"YOU'RE TURNING IT THE WRONG WAY!" I yelled.
"Oh, I'm sorry Tre, silly me!"
He slowly turned it the other way and stopped.
"You know what!" said Mike, he stopped turning the key. "We should take a tour of the garden first." he was grinning at me.
"THAT'S IT!" I yelled. I tackled Mike and grabbed the key.
BILLIE JOE'S P.O.V.
Mike went flying to the ground. Tre grabbed the key and turned it.
He ran inside. Gemma followed. Mel grabbed my hand and lead me in. It was a simple house. The lounge room was kinda large and there was a BIG T.V. Tre ran in and out of rooms.
"WHERE THE FUCK IS THE BATHROOM!?" he said. He pushed open one door. "OH MY GOD! YES!" the door slammed shut behind him.
"OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH YEEEEAAAAH!" he moaned. Obviously he was in heaven, letting all that....stuff out of him.
"Oh MAN that's good!" He yelled out again. I looked over at Gemma, she laughing and looking at the fish.
"Gemma, have you organized where we are sleeping?" asked Mel.
"Umm, no I was thinking you guys could pick it out."
There was a flush. Tre walked out of the bathroom while zipping up his fly. "Oh fuck, that was sooooo good!"
"Glad to see her bathroom is so satisfying Tre." I said.
"Shuddup!"
"Where do you guys wanna sleep?" asked Gemma now that we are all here.
"I'LL SLEEP WITH GEMMA!" Yelled Mike, quickly.
"Well then that's settled." I said rolling my eyes.
"Oh...Mel..there is something I should tell you...." said Gemma looking down at her shoes.
"Oh no, what?" said Mel looking alarmed.
"Your brothers are....coming around...maybe staying."
Mel stared in shock. "James and Joel?" she asked.
"What's wrong with that?" I asked.
"OH MY GOD! MY BROTHERS!" she hugged me and jumped up and down.
I jumped with her. "I don't know what the hell you're talking about but...wooo!"
She laughed.
It seemed forever later when Mel finally said something again. She was to busy planing what to do when her brothers come. But we managed to pass the time without her.
MEL'S P.O.V.
I was so excited! My brothers, who I haven't seen in ages are finally coming back!
This is pretty good, I have Green Day, my brothers and my friends. It would be so much better if Bree was alive to see them.
I stopped jumping around being an idiot and went down the hallway. I opened the door to the room at the end of the hallway to find Bree's old room. It smelt like it did when I left. It was amazing! It was like...Bree was still sitting there, smiling listening to Green Day. But she wasn't. I felt a hand come down on my shoulder.
"I guess this was your friend's room." said Billie Joe's voice.
"Yeah, Baby Bree." I smiled.
Billie Joe looked at the door. It was covered in Green Day, The Living End, The Used and heaps more posters.
"I can tell this girl had a good taste in music!" he said smiling and pointing to a poster of himself.
"A good taste in everything else aswell." said Gemma's voice.
"She had a nice room" said Tre walking in. I was afraid to go into Bree's room. I crossed the line and followed Tre in. I looked around. Above her bed was heaps of pictures of us.
Billie went to go check them out.
"You have some pretty hot friends!" he said grinning.
I sat down on Bree's bed.
"Well...I'm going to go sleep." Said Mike. "I need sleep bad!"
"Hmmm." sighed Billie Joe, "Me too."
"Gemma, can you show me OUR room?" smiled Mike.
"Why of course," said Gemma smiling and walking out. "I take it you're going to stay there for a little while?" she said to me.
"Yeah. I just wanna soak it all in." I said looking at her, fighting back tears.
"Ok, I'll seeya later then, I gotta go and...buy food!" Gemma said as Mike took her hand. "I need food badly! I haven't been shopping since Bree was here." her smile softened. "Come on guys."
"Hey, we'll come shopping with you!" said Billie Joe.
"Oh yeah! Fun!" said Gemma.
Soon I heard the rattling of keys and the shut of the door. They're gone.
"I'll stay here with you." said Tre. "You might go insane without me!"
TRE'S P.O.V.
I wanted to stay and help Mel. She started to cry.
Oh fuck, what do I do now?! I pat her back.
"Hey..what's wrong?" I asked lifting her up so she is looking at me.
"This room has so many memories, I can't believe Bree isn't here to...see all of this now."
"I'm sure...." I was cut off by a knock on the door.
"I better get that." said Mel. She ran to the door and I followed.
"Awww, do you have to leave me alone in that room?!" I pouted holding her arm.
She laughed. "Tre! Let me get the door!"
"Not without me!" I stood up and held onto her waist. She tried to walk to the door with me clinging to her.
The person at the door knocked again. And again.
Mel opened the door.
A guy with short blonde hair that was a bit like Billie Joe's stood at the door.
He was pretty tall and tough looking, his frosty blue eyes met Mel's.
"Hello Melonie." he said. Melonie?
"Piss off Adam." she hissed at him. She went to close the door, but 'Adam' put his hand against it.
"Hey dude, I think you should go." I said holding Mel a little closer.
"Hey dude, I think you should shut up, you have no idea what has happened."
"Don't you dare come here and talk to Tre like that!" shouted Mel turning around and hugging me, still looking at Adam.
"Sorry Melonie." he said looking down. "Where's Bree, she has been ignoring me ever since that....fight."
"What fight? I have been in America, you'll have to fill me in." she said.
"Breeza and me had a fight because she was 'flirting' with Aaron, so she was ignoring me, that was a week ago."
I stared at him in disbelief.
"WHAT?!" I gasped. "Dude! Bree d-" Mel covered my mouth.
"What?" he looked at me strangely.
"Adam, if you really cared about Bree, you would know she hung herself 2 days ago."
Adam stared.
"Are you ok?" I asked him.
"How do you think I feel idiot?!" he yelled.
"Don't, Adam, if you treated her better she wouldn't have done it! YOU MADE HER DO IT!" Mel screamed.
Adam reached in the door and stormed through the house.
"ADAM GO HOME!" screamed Mel grabbing his arm. Adam shook her off, Mel fell over, knocking into the table on the way down.
That's where I step in. I grabbed his arm and pinned him to a wall.
"Look, don't come into Mel...or Gemma's house and hurt ANYONE! You're going to leave, and when you are able to TALK about this like a normal person, give us a call, until then...get some guts!" I shouted at him. I grabbed his collar and threw him out. I felt a bit like a bouncer for a fancy nightclub...and I have seen PLENTY of those. And I've been thrown out by plenty aswell. I saw Mel on the floor.
Uh oh.
GEMMA'S P.O.V.
I looked over at Mike and Billie Joe.
They seemed bored. "You know, you can help!" I said pushing the trolley along down the isle looking at breakfast cereal.
"Ok," said Billie Joe. "I'll help you." he reached into the trolley and took out the things I had put in there.
Mike smiled at him and picked me up.
"NO! Mike put me down!" I hissed.
Mike did as he was told, he put me down...in the trolley.
Billie Joe pulled the trollie back a few steps. Then he started running forwards. I was laughing so hard. Mike, who was running along the side pulled the trollie to the left, and we shot off down another isle.
Mike ran down throwing random things into the trollie. I had big bags of chips hit me, a packet of frozen pies and even a bottle of tomato sauce. And about a million packets of condoms.
"That's how Green Day shops!" said Billie Joe has we lined up at the counter. Mike grabbed a magazine off the racks and ripped off the barcode and stuck it on my head.
"Man....that was fun!" I said, "I gotta do that more often. Damn it gets dark fast, doesn't it!? Wow, I go off topic quickly!"
BILLIE JOE'S P.O.V.
I'm exhausted!
What I wouldn't give for a bit of sleep. "Gem, can we go home soon, I need sleep."
"Yeah, me too!" said Mike.
"Yeah, just wait until this lady is done...geez, how much cat food does this lady need?!" said Gemma in shock.
I smiled. But then I looked,
Oh fuck!
The crazy lady on the plane!! She looked back at me.
"MONSTER!" she screamed. She ran over and beat me again with her bag. Mike saw who it was and started pissing himself laughing.
"Billie Joe, guess who's back!" He said,
Mike explained the story to Gemma, I don't think he noticed that I was having the shit beating out of me by a crazy cat lady!
"Mike! Help!"
Mike sighed and took the old lady's bag off of her, he explained to the lady that it wasn't my fault the cat died in the dryer.
She left, but not without giving me a evil glare.
"Geez Billie, she has issues!" Gemma said to me.
"I know, it wasn't my fault that my cat fell into the dryer!"
She laughed.
Mike let out a small smile, now I know what is happening.
Sly Mike....very sly.
Hey! It IS dark!
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