Take Me Away To Paradise..., chapter 3
"Where were you last night?" Courtney interrogated. We were hanging at the coffee house, lounging around for the duration of our short-lived break. My friends gathered around me, eager to hear the details. I still wasn't too clear on what had happened myself.
Should I tell them who I was with? They would probably flip. They weren't into as music as much as me—especially rock—in fact, they rarely listened to Green Day. But they sure as hell knew who Billie Joe was. They could identify him apart from Mike and Tre on the huge Green Day poster in my bedroom. But what would their reaction be when I told them I'd slept over at Billie Joe's house? It wasn't like we fooled around or anything. But still, I gave him my number...
"Oh, just some... guy," I said, trying to hide my smile in my coffee mug. Unfortunately, my friends knew me too well. "Come on. It's not just some guy! You've never missed work before for a guy—and I can see you smiling," Rachel pointed out.
I cleared my throat. "Guys, I'm telling you, it's nothing," I said. Boy, I was one hell of a liar.
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"We were looking for you last night," Mike said, raising his eyebrows at me.
"I went home," I said casually.
"... with a girl," Tre finished for me. I sighed and thumbed some chords on Blue.
"Look, it's not like we did anything," I shot back.
"You said you'd stop doing this, Billie," Mike said. I knew the guys were just looking out for me, but jeez, I could handle my relationship life on my own! Well, at least I thought so...
"She's different... " I murmured. I pictured Katie's face. Man, she was pretty.
"You say that about every girl," Tre and Mike laughed. They were starting to piss me off. Just because I'd dated my share of girls didn't mean Katie wasn't the one! But still, I found I didn't have the nerve to call her right away. "Look, are we going to get some work done or what?" I needed to concentrate—we were making a new album. I needed to get Katie out of my head... but that proved to be nearly impossible.
Should I tell them who I was with? They would probably flip. They weren't into as music as much as me—especially rock—in fact, they rarely listened to Green Day. But they sure as hell knew who Billie Joe was. They could identify him apart from Mike and Tre on the huge Green Day poster in my bedroom. But what would their reaction be when I told them I'd slept over at Billie Joe's house? It wasn't like we fooled around or anything. But still, I gave him my number...
"Oh, just some... guy," I said, trying to hide my smile in my coffee mug. Unfortunately, my friends knew me too well. "Come on. It's not just some guy! You've never missed work before for a guy—and I can see you smiling," Rachel pointed out.
I cleared my throat. "Guys, I'm telling you, it's nothing," I said. Boy, I was one hell of a liar.
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"We were looking for you last night," Mike said, raising his eyebrows at me.
"I went home," I said casually.
"... with a girl," Tre finished for me. I sighed and thumbed some chords on Blue.
"Look, it's not like we did anything," I shot back.
"You said you'd stop doing this, Billie," Mike said. I knew the guys were just looking out for me, but jeez, I could handle my relationship life on my own! Well, at least I thought so...
"She's different... " I murmured. I pictured Katie's face. Man, she was pretty.
"You say that about every girl," Tre and Mike laughed. They were starting to piss me off. Just because I'd dated my share of girls didn't mean Katie wasn't the one! But still, I found I didn't have the nerve to call her right away. "Look, are we going to get some work done or what?" I needed to concentrate—we were making a new album. I needed to get Katie out of my head... but that proved to be nearly impossible.
