The Life Of Three Very Green Men, chapter 2
The three teens soon became inseperable. Their personalities just clicked. Billie Joe was quiet, irrispondsible at times, mysterious, Mike was withdrawn, smart, a kind and caring sort of person, and Tre, the newest member of the gang was loud, outspoken, and downright hilarious. Most of there 10th grade year was spent terrorizing teachers, staff, and students alike...there pranks included tac on the stool, 409 in a boring teachers coffemakers to make class more interesting, and using chewed gum in peoples hair. Even though they got caught half the time that didnt stop them, thay had too much fun for detention to stop them.
One day they walked out of detention together.
"Wow, could that have been any more B-O-R-I-N-G," Tre shouted back at the school building
"No," Mike replied in an unhappy tone.
They walked in scilence all the way back too their houses each boy entering their own one. Billie Joe was met with a familiar but unwelcomed sight as he walked into his living room.
"Great,"he mumbled under his breath. Seeing his mom passed out on the sofa with a bottle of beer in her hand. He bagan to pick up empty beer bottles and carry them to the kitchen, then he picked up a bottle of tequilla...it was not quite empty so he swallowed the rest in one gulp. It burned his throat, but it was a pleasent burn...not like he hadn't tasted alchohol before. Returning from the kitchen with a glass or water in his hands, he gently shook his mom awake.
"do you wand something to eat" he asked handing her the glass.
"Waht are u doing home so earlie," she asked confused looking around for a clock as she drank the water.
"Mom it's 4:30 in the afternoon," he sighed. She shot off the sofa.
"I'll be back late honey, i have just enough time to get to work..."she said heading out of the door.
"i hope so you, can't lose this job," Billie Joe said to himself.
Later that night the three boys sat on Mikes roof not really talking about anything. Billie Joe pulled a small bag out of his hoodie.
"Billie Joe..." Mike started knowing what was in the bag because his mother used the same stuff regularly.
"...is that POT," Tre shouted sitting up quickly like a dog looking at a bone.
"Shut the fuck up u dumbass," Billie Joe warned. Tre covered his mouth relizing what he had said and how loudly he had said it. Billie Joe carefully rolled a joint looking like he did it often. He lit up and inhaled. With a smile on his face he let the smoke out of his lungs with a smile, both Tre and Mike could tell he enjoyed it. He passed it to Tre who sat between Mike and him. Tre looked at it unsure at first...making it obvious that this was his first time...but the others had already guessed this. Without further hesitation he did what Billie Joe did, only he inhaled too much too soon and let out a choked cough passing the joint to Mike who laughed. This was gonna be an interesting night and they all new it...a few hours later when the third joint was burned out they decided to go back to their houses and get some sleep thanking god that it was Friday, so the could sleep in...
Not one of them new what tomorrow would bring...except three big ass hangovers they were all sure of that...
One day they walked out of detention together.
"Wow, could that have been any more B-O-R-I-N-G," Tre shouted back at the school building
"No," Mike replied in an unhappy tone.
They walked in scilence all the way back too their houses each boy entering their own one. Billie Joe was met with a familiar but unwelcomed sight as he walked into his living room.
"Great,"he mumbled under his breath. Seeing his mom passed out on the sofa with a bottle of beer in her hand. He bagan to pick up empty beer bottles and carry them to the kitchen, then he picked up a bottle of tequilla...it was not quite empty so he swallowed the rest in one gulp. It burned his throat, but it was a pleasent burn...not like he hadn't tasted alchohol before. Returning from the kitchen with a glass or water in his hands, he gently shook his mom awake.
"do you wand something to eat" he asked handing her the glass.
"Waht are u doing home so earlie," she asked confused looking around for a clock as she drank the water.
"Mom it's 4:30 in the afternoon," he sighed. She shot off the sofa.
"I'll be back late honey, i have just enough time to get to work..."she said heading out of the door.
"i hope so you, can't lose this job," Billie Joe said to himself.
Later that night the three boys sat on Mikes roof not really talking about anything. Billie Joe pulled a small bag out of his hoodie.
"Billie Joe..." Mike started knowing what was in the bag because his mother used the same stuff regularly.
"...is that POT," Tre shouted sitting up quickly like a dog looking at a bone.
"Shut the fuck up u dumbass," Billie Joe warned. Tre covered his mouth relizing what he had said and how loudly he had said it. Billie Joe carefully rolled a joint looking like he did it often. He lit up and inhaled. With a smile on his face he let the smoke out of his lungs with a smile, both Tre and Mike could tell he enjoyed it. He passed it to Tre who sat between Mike and him. Tre looked at it unsure at first...making it obvious that this was his first time...but the others had already guessed this. Without further hesitation he did what Billie Joe did, only he inhaled too much too soon and let out a choked cough passing the joint to Mike who laughed. This was gonna be an interesting night and they all new it...a few hours later when the third joint was burned out they decided to go back to their houses and get some sleep thanking god that it was Friday, so the could sleep in...
Not one of them new what tomorrow would bring...except three big ass hangovers they were all sure of that...
