All For The Love Of A Cereal Prize, chapter 8
Hanieh felt fantastic. She had Billie Joe. Kat had given up hope of having any chance of getting together with Billie Joe. Hanieh looked into Billie Joe's eyes. He looked upset. Damn! He has feelings for Kat. Unless He just felt bad for making Kat feel terrible. Hanieh could fix this. She started rubbing her hand up and down Billie Joe's chest. He groaned at Hanieh's touch. He had missed her. But, she hurt him last time.
"No. No. I can't do this. Not again.", said Billie Joe, grabbing his shirt off of the bed.
"What does Kat have that makes you like her?", sighed Hanieh.
"Well, for one... she didn't sleep with my best friend.", said Billie Joe coldly. Billie Joe pulled on his shirt and left the room, slamming the door behind him. Crap! Hanieh had lost this battle against Kat. However, Kat hadn't won the war.
Kat lay on her bed feeling nothing but sorrow. She thought she had finally met someone who she could connect with. Someone who liked her taste of music. Someone who liked her. But she guessed she was wrong. It just wasn't meant to be.
Billie Joe was angry at Hanieh, she had planned this! She had planned it all!! Most of all though, he was angry at himself for falling for Hanieh again. How could he be so stupid? He had to find Kat's room. He opened a door at random. There was a squeal, a thud and a "Tré? Are you OK?". Tré and Charlie had been making out on Charlie's bed. Billie Joe had startled them and Tré fell off the bed and hit the floor hard.
"Ouch! Jesus Christ BJ! You scared the hell outta me!!.", complained Tré, emerging from a sprawled heap on the floor.
Charlie blushed furiously.
"Sorry Guys.", said Billie Joe, quickly shutting the door, trying to contain his laughter but failing miserably.
He heard Tré's voice from behind the door, "Now... where were we?".
Billie Joe tried the next door. Mike was making out with Frankie once again on a bed.
"What the hell BJ?", exclaimed Mike.
"God! Am I the only one in this house not hooking up? Jesus!", yelled BJ, slamming the door.
The next door had to be right. It had a massive Sex Pistols poster on it. This had to be Kat's room. It had to be.
"No. No. I can't do this. Not again.", said Billie Joe, grabbing his shirt off of the bed.
"What does Kat have that makes you like her?", sighed Hanieh.
"Well, for one... she didn't sleep with my best friend.", said Billie Joe coldly. Billie Joe pulled on his shirt and left the room, slamming the door behind him. Crap! Hanieh had lost this battle against Kat. However, Kat hadn't won the war.
Kat lay on her bed feeling nothing but sorrow. She thought she had finally met someone who she could connect with. Someone who liked her taste of music. Someone who liked her. But she guessed she was wrong. It just wasn't meant to be.
Billie Joe was angry at Hanieh, she had planned this! She had planned it all!! Most of all though, he was angry at himself for falling for Hanieh again. How could he be so stupid? He had to find Kat's room. He opened a door at random. There was a squeal, a thud and a "Tré? Are you OK?". Tré and Charlie had been making out on Charlie's bed. Billie Joe had startled them and Tré fell off the bed and hit the floor hard.
"Ouch! Jesus Christ BJ! You scared the hell outta me!!.", complained Tré, emerging from a sprawled heap on the floor.
Charlie blushed furiously.
"Sorry Guys.", said Billie Joe, quickly shutting the door, trying to contain his laughter but failing miserably.
He heard Tré's voice from behind the door, "Now... where were we?".
Billie Joe tried the next door. Mike was making out with Frankie once again on a bed.
"What the hell BJ?", exclaimed Mike.
"God! Am I the only one in this house not hooking up? Jesus!", yelled BJ, slamming the door.
The next door had to be right. It had a massive Sex Pistols poster on it. This had to be Kat's room. It had to be.
