1988, chapter 21

The next morning Billie Joe woke up in the backseat of Al's car. 'Blue' lay across his torso, with his arm hanging down onto the floor with a beer bottle touching his fingertips. He groaned and turned over to meet the sun pouring in threw the car window
"Ahh" and he sat him, smacked with lips together and wiped his drooling mouth
"Where the fuck am I?", he heard a grunt from the front seat and Mike's head peered around
"Good morning sunshine" he smirked
"Huh? Oh... Fuck off Mike"
"Aww poor Billie was never a morning person"
"Shut up! Where are we?"
"On our way home sunshine", Mike was now laughing his head off
"Oh"
"Oh he says... " and Mike turned back around as Al and Louisa climbed into the front, Billie frowned as his friends girlfriend sickenly sweetly asked if he slept well and rolled his eyes.
"Ready to go guys?" Al smiled and off they headed home.

Maria woke up with Tre's bare body pressed against her and his arm draped over her chest
"Tre?", he rolled over still asleep "Tre? You awake?" still no response "TRE?" and she pushed him off, his body tumbled to the floor dragging her sheets with him
"WAH?" and he sat up "what was that for?"
"Not getting off me"
"Hehe... Not the first time", Maria rolled her eyes "happy birthday babe" he smiled standing up and picking her sheets back up and throwing them back other her
"Thank you Tre"
"Well... Time for presents! Actually - that's why you woke me up hey?"
"Hmmm maybe"
"Thought so"
"So, about those presents?"
"Of course... "

Al's car slowly thumped into the Armstrong's driveway and as soon as the car stopped to a halt Billie Joe jumped out and ran into his house
"Hey Billie was it a good show?"
"Huh? Mom? Oh yeah we kicked ass like always.... I just gotta pick something up"
"Oh okay.... Its Maria's birthday today isn't it?"
"Yup"
"Wish her a happy 17th for okay Billie? I better be off to work" and Ollie walked over to her son and kissed him on top of his head "you've grown so much" she smiled and walked out of the door, Billie waved and ran up the stairs with 'Blue still around himself. He searched his desk for a small package he had wrapped before, Billie lifted up a old Zippo magazine and saw the brown paper wrapped present, he snatched it and put it under his arm and with Blue still around himself he ran back down the stairs and made his way to Maria's house.

Maria sat back as Tre handed her a red package
"I think you'll like it... "
"Thankyou Tre you really didn't have to"
"Yes I did"
"Okay you did but that's not the point" she laughed and ripped off the wrapping paper in seconds and in the wrapping papers place was a long thin box. She looked up at Tre and he smiled back
"Well? Open it then", Maria lifted the case and laying in the box was 2 drumsticks with photos stuck to them like a colarge on the sticks.
"OH MY GOD TRE! I love them! Thankyou so much!" she jumped up holding the sticks and jumped down to Tre and hugged him, Tre blushed
"So you like them?"
"No... I love them"
"Well that's better I suppose... So now I can properly teach you the drums"
"Yes you can teach me properly... How long did this take you?"
"Not that long only a couple of hours... " he smiled
"Well thankyou so much"
"Your welcome... Hey I better put some more clothes on before your family come in here with the rest of your presents"
"Okay Tre, and thankyou so much"
"You've said that like a billion times now"
"Well I mean it" and she lightly kissed Tre on the cheek, Tre smiled and left the room, walking to the bathroom still grinning.

Billie Joe knocked on the front door and Maria's mom answered
"Billie Joe? Your here to see Maria I'm guessing?"
"Yup"
"She's still in her bedroom, but I'm sure she's awake"
"Cool... Can I come in and wish her a happy birthday?"
"Of course Billie". She led Billie to the stairs and walked away to make breakfast. Billie Joe climbed to stairs and walked along the hallway to Maria's room, until he noticed someone walking past him...
"Tre?"
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