Don't Try To Fix Me, I Swear I'm Not Broken, chapter 2
"YEAH!! TAKE THAT BITCH!!" I yelled, as I moved constantly in my spot with my controller as I watched my figure shoot the hell out of everyone else on the TV screen. I heard the door shut and someone walk in but I ignored it.
"Are you playing video games again?" I heard Nikki ask me, sitting down on the couch with a sandwhich in her hand.
"Yeah, so?" I asked, still watching the screen. "BOO YAH!"
"SO? We have to go meet the guys at Gilman today, remember?" She practically yelled.
I sighed and paused it, "But that's later onnnn...I just want to play my game."
"You'd rather play a video game then hang out with your drumming idol?" Nikki asked me, an eyebrow raised.
"NO!"
"Well, then let's go down there and see if they show up."
So we walked outside and back to our car and I reached for th drivers side door handle, but Nikki slapped my hand.
"Ow! What the fuck was that for?" I looked at her, rubbing my hand.
"I'm driving this time because I don't want us to get killed," She opened the door and sat in the drivers seat while I placed myself in the passengers side.
"Fine. Just hurry up, you drive like my Grandma...They should give out tickets for people who drive 20 miles per hour," I complained.
As we entered the next side of town, the Gilman street scene was soon visible and we could see three guys with bottles in their hands.
When we stopped, I open the door and got out laughing. "Are you planning on getting drunk or something?"
"No, I don't get drunk, silly! I just drink a lot of beers and make myself goofy," Tré said. I examined him, his hair was ruffled and hardly done as he sat on the curb of the street.
Nikki looked at me and then said, "It was the strangest thing last night. I was sitting on the couch watching some TV when I heard Sara yelling, 'Tréééé...where are youuuuu?' in her sleep."
"NIKKI!" I elbowed her hard in her side and then she punched my arm. "Fucker! Excuse me a minute while I kick your ass!"
"You wish..." She said with a laugh.
"Ahem. Anyway...so what are we gonna do?" I asked.
Billie Joe shrugged, "We could go to Tré's house and hang out, he's got shit loads to do there. Lots of drums and guitars."
"I'M IN!!!" I yelled, jumping up and down. I looked around, "Hey? Where did Tré go?"
"Uh oh," Mike said, pointing over across the street where Tré stood, talking to a few girls who looked like they needed to wear some more clothes.
"HEY!! STOP FLIRTING WITH THE SLUTS AND GET OVER HERE!!" Billie yelled, waving his arm.
Tré said something to them and then ran across the street without looking, making a few cars stop with a squeal and honk their horns. "Yes?"
"We're going to your house," Billie said.
"YAAAAAAY! Okay. Just follow us in your car and we'll take you there, alright?" Tré said, getting in the car and the other two following.
We got back into our car and followed them to a large house, which actually looked pretty well kept. Probably because of his ex-wife. I stepped out of the car and followed the guys into the house. The inside was pretty neat too, there were many drums, and many pictures on the walls, and video games, and a ton of DVDs. We walked up some stairs and down a hall way into a huge room that had a few drum sets and a couple of guitars and bass guitars.
"Holy shit!" Nikki said, automatically walking over to the guitars and looking at them. "Nice Gibson."
Tré grinned proudly, "You can try them out, just don't break 'em or I'll have to kick your ass. Same with you, Sara," he turned and looked at me with a smirk.
"Will do, Mr. Cool," I said, putting a hand to my heart. I turned around and headed to the red Ludwig set that sat so sparkly in the room. I picked up the drum sticks and looked around.
Mike picked up the bass that sat in the corner of the room and looked at Nikki and I, "You want to play any of our songs? I'll do the bassline and you guys can do your parts. How about Longview?"
"Yeah! I know how to play that, and we know all the words," I said, poised and ready to play the loopy drum song.
I started to play, and eventually Nikki began to sing the words and play her part in the song during the chorus. After it was finished Billie Joe clapped and Tré jumped about 3 feet in the hair and screamed, "FUCKING A-MAZ-ING! Show us what you got on those drums, Sara!!"
I hesitated for a moment, but I began playing and soon enough I was hitting the drums extremely hard and playing my own beats and rhythms. I finished, and my hair was in my eyes and I laughed nervously.
"That was fucking good," Billie Joe said. "I think you guys could make it somewhere if you had a bassist who knew what they were doing."
"I know a chick your guys age who can play," Mike said all of a sudden. "I could give her a call if you'd like?"
"Yeah, Mike! You'd that for us?" Nikki asked.
"Sure. I'll be right back, I'm going to use your phone, Tré," he said as he walked out of the room and down the stairs.
I heard a muffled ringing noise and realized that my cell phone was ringing. I pulled it out and said, "Hello?"
After I heard a male's voice I realized it was my ex-boyfriend, Trent. "What the fuck are you doing going to Tré Cool's house?"
I looked them, and put my hand over the end of my phone. "I'll be right back.." I quickly walked out of the room and said, "Trent, what do you want?"
"I always knew you were a little fan girl for him, he isn't going to be interested in YOU, so why try?" He snarled.
"I don't fucking have time for this. Don't call back, Trent, because I'm not going to answer." I hung up my phone and walked across the hall way back towards the room, but stopped right before I was about to open the half closed door.
I peeked in and only saw Billie Joe and Tré and listened in.
"You like her, don't you?" I heard Billie say.
Tré stopped for a second, "She's too young, yet I'd like to take her on a date..."
"And you're afraid she'll break your heart, huh? Or that you'll mess up?"
"Yeah..."
"That doesn't mean you can't give it a try."
All of a sudden I tripped over something as I took a step backwards and hit my arm on the door, and they looked over.
"Sara?" Tré called, "Is that you?"
I froze. "Uhh...yeah! I'm back!" I opened the door and looked at them. They looked a bit nervous, but acted like nothing happened. "Where did Nikki go?"
"She said something about her job..." Billie started, but I cut him off.
"Oh yeah...Well, yeah, I guess she had to go," I shrugged.
Billie looked over at Tré, "I have to be going too, Adie is going to want me to watch over Joey and Jakob for awhile. So I'll see you later," he waved and left the room.
I walked all the way in the room and stood by Tré, "So it's just me and you."
"Yeahhhh. I was wondering, you know, if we can sometime go look at drums or something, or go out and get something to drink, I mean I can understand if you don't want to, so.." he spoke quickly.
"HELL YEAH! I'll MAKE you go, even if you back out, Tré, we'll have fun," I grinned.
Tré smirked and seemed to like the dominance, "Yes, we will..."
"Okay. Well, Tré, I'm gonna get going. Do you want my number? Or something?" I asked, unsure.
"Yeah, I'll give you a call later on!" He seemed a bit excited about this.
I chuckled and grabbed a pen and a piece of scratch paper and gave him my number. "Call whenever you want, I'll always answer."
"Yessss...okay, see you."
"Bye." I walked out of the room and headed towards home.
"Are you playing video games again?" I heard Nikki ask me, sitting down on the couch with a sandwhich in her hand.
"Yeah, so?" I asked, still watching the screen. "BOO YAH!"
"SO? We have to go meet the guys at Gilman today, remember?" She practically yelled.
I sighed and paused it, "But that's later onnnn...I just want to play my game."
"You'd rather play a video game then hang out with your drumming idol?" Nikki asked me, an eyebrow raised.
"NO!"
"Well, then let's go down there and see if they show up."
So we walked outside and back to our car and I reached for th drivers side door handle, but Nikki slapped my hand.
"Ow! What the fuck was that for?" I looked at her, rubbing my hand.
"I'm driving this time because I don't want us to get killed," She opened the door and sat in the drivers seat while I placed myself in the passengers side.
"Fine. Just hurry up, you drive like my Grandma...They should give out tickets for people who drive 20 miles per hour," I complained.
As we entered the next side of town, the Gilman street scene was soon visible and we could see three guys with bottles in their hands.
When we stopped, I open the door and got out laughing. "Are you planning on getting drunk or something?"
"No, I don't get drunk, silly! I just drink a lot of beers and make myself goofy," Tré said. I examined him, his hair was ruffled and hardly done as he sat on the curb of the street.
Nikki looked at me and then said, "It was the strangest thing last night. I was sitting on the couch watching some TV when I heard Sara yelling, 'Tréééé...where are youuuuu?' in her sleep."
"NIKKI!" I elbowed her hard in her side and then she punched my arm. "Fucker! Excuse me a minute while I kick your ass!"
"You wish..." She said with a laugh.
"Ahem. Anyway...so what are we gonna do?" I asked.
Billie Joe shrugged, "We could go to Tré's house and hang out, he's got shit loads to do there. Lots of drums and guitars."
"I'M IN!!!" I yelled, jumping up and down. I looked around, "Hey? Where did Tré go?"
"Uh oh," Mike said, pointing over across the street where Tré stood, talking to a few girls who looked like they needed to wear some more clothes.
"HEY!! STOP FLIRTING WITH THE SLUTS AND GET OVER HERE!!" Billie yelled, waving his arm.
Tré said something to them and then ran across the street without looking, making a few cars stop with a squeal and honk their horns. "Yes?"
"We're going to your house," Billie said.
"YAAAAAAY! Okay. Just follow us in your car and we'll take you there, alright?" Tré said, getting in the car and the other two following.
We got back into our car and followed them to a large house, which actually looked pretty well kept. Probably because of his ex-wife. I stepped out of the car and followed the guys into the house. The inside was pretty neat too, there were many drums, and many pictures on the walls, and video games, and a ton of DVDs. We walked up some stairs and down a hall way into a huge room that had a few drum sets and a couple of guitars and bass guitars.
"Holy shit!" Nikki said, automatically walking over to the guitars and looking at them. "Nice Gibson."
Tré grinned proudly, "You can try them out, just don't break 'em or I'll have to kick your ass. Same with you, Sara," he turned and looked at me with a smirk.
"Will do, Mr. Cool," I said, putting a hand to my heart. I turned around and headed to the red Ludwig set that sat so sparkly in the room. I picked up the drum sticks and looked around.
Mike picked up the bass that sat in the corner of the room and looked at Nikki and I, "You want to play any of our songs? I'll do the bassline and you guys can do your parts. How about Longview?"
"Yeah! I know how to play that, and we know all the words," I said, poised and ready to play the loopy drum song.
I started to play, and eventually Nikki began to sing the words and play her part in the song during the chorus. After it was finished Billie Joe clapped and Tré jumped about 3 feet in the hair and screamed, "FUCKING A-MAZ-ING! Show us what you got on those drums, Sara!!"
I hesitated for a moment, but I began playing and soon enough I was hitting the drums extremely hard and playing my own beats and rhythms. I finished, and my hair was in my eyes and I laughed nervously.
"That was fucking good," Billie Joe said. "I think you guys could make it somewhere if you had a bassist who knew what they were doing."
"I know a chick your guys age who can play," Mike said all of a sudden. "I could give her a call if you'd like?"
"Yeah, Mike! You'd that for us?" Nikki asked.
"Sure. I'll be right back, I'm going to use your phone, Tré," he said as he walked out of the room and down the stairs.
I heard a muffled ringing noise and realized that my cell phone was ringing. I pulled it out and said, "Hello?"
After I heard a male's voice I realized it was my ex-boyfriend, Trent. "What the fuck are you doing going to Tré Cool's house?"
I looked them, and put my hand over the end of my phone. "I'll be right back.." I quickly walked out of the room and said, "Trent, what do you want?"
"I always knew you were a little fan girl for him, he isn't going to be interested in YOU, so why try?" He snarled.
"I don't fucking have time for this. Don't call back, Trent, because I'm not going to answer." I hung up my phone and walked across the hall way back towards the room, but stopped right before I was about to open the half closed door.
I peeked in and only saw Billie Joe and Tré and listened in.
"You like her, don't you?" I heard Billie say.
Tré stopped for a second, "She's too young, yet I'd like to take her on a date..."
"And you're afraid she'll break your heart, huh? Or that you'll mess up?"
"Yeah..."
"That doesn't mean you can't give it a try."
All of a sudden I tripped over something as I took a step backwards and hit my arm on the door, and they looked over.
"Sara?" Tré called, "Is that you?"
I froze. "Uhh...yeah! I'm back!" I opened the door and looked at them. They looked a bit nervous, but acted like nothing happened. "Where did Nikki go?"
"She said something about her job..." Billie started, but I cut him off.
"Oh yeah...Well, yeah, I guess she had to go," I shrugged.
Billie looked over at Tré, "I have to be going too, Adie is going to want me to watch over Joey and Jakob for awhile. So I'll see you later," he waved and left the room.
I walked all the way in the room and stood by Tré, "So it's just me and you."
"Yeahhhh. I was wondering, you know, if we can sometime go look at drums or something, or go out and get something to drink, I mean I can understand if you don't want to, so.." he spoke quickly.
"HELL YEAH! I'll MAKE you go, even if you back out, Tré, we'll have fun," I grinned.
Tré smirked and seemed to like the dominance, "Yes, we will..."
"Okay. Well, Tré, I'm gonna get going. Do you want my number? Or something?" I asked, unsure.
"Yeah, I'll give you a call later on!" He seemed a bit excited about this.
I chuckled and grabbed a pen and a piece of scratch paper and gave him my number. "Call whenever you want, I'll always answer."
"Yessss...okay, see you."
"Bye." I walked out of the room and headed towards home.
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