School Years, chapter 3
I followed Tre into the house. "What have I done? You were fine with all this?", I asked him. "Nothing, I’m having a band practice tonight. So I'm calling up the guys", he replied back. Just great, I thought to myself, I'm stuck in a house, with one of my best friends and he hates me, just great.
I walked down stairs to where Tre was in the kitchen. "Pizza?", I offered. "Yeah. Vegetarian", he replied. Okay this was good, we were talking. "So, about Sunday night, I was wondering....", I managed to get out. He looked at me with a piercing stare. "Yeah", he mumbled. "I was thinking, I could use the garage, to have a party, and maybe you guys would wanna play!", I suggested. He stared at me for a second. "I don’t know. I'll have to ask the guys first", he replied. "So that’s a yes for the party then?", I asked sweetly. "Yeah don’t see why not", he said mimicking me, before walking back up stairs. Oh Yeah, I was about to host the biggest party of the year, and everything was going to be great, no parents, a band...[well maybe] and the space, ash it was going to be great.
A half hour later the boys arrived. "Tre, Billie Joe and Mike are here", I yelled. Tre, raced down the stairs. Before he opened the door, he turned to me. "You say one thing to them. Even Hello, I swear I’ll lock you outside until the parentals come back". "Yeah okay doesn’t be such a kill joy. Whets the worst I could do?", I asked. He didn’t reply me and continued to open the door. The two boys stepped in. "Tre, this is one mad place your living in", said Billie Joe looking around. "Yeah totally agree", Mike said afterwards. I looked up at them. I knew I couldn’t say anything. Tre was so serious before, I had never seen him like that before. I looked back down. "Hey Steph". I looked up it was Mike. I just smiled and continued with what I was doing. Billie Joe sort looked at me, strangely. It wasn’t a 'hello' look, or a 'what are you here' for look. It scared me. He smiled and walked behind the boys and up the stairs.
I rang up my best friend, I had to tell her that the two hottest guys were at my place. I picked up the phone and dialled. "Hello", she answered. "Hey Kest, you'll never believe who's here!", I said ecstatically into the phone. "Steph, relax. Just tell me", she said laughing. I took my deepest breath trying not to die. "K, Mike and Billie Joe are at my place", I said in one really quick breath. I heard the phone drop.
"Kestie, you there?", I asked "Kest, girl pick up the phone". After 10 minutes of asking I gave up. There was no use trying, she'd probably been caught by her parents and was getting a lecture. I heard a knock at the door. I opened it. "Kest what the hell are you doing here?", I asked as when waltzed through the door. "I'm here for you to return me a favour", she said putting her bags down. I stopped for a second. "No Kest, I am not getting you a date with Mike!", I declared in one sentence. "Oh some on. I could so set up you and Billie Joe if you wanted", she said lifting and eyebrow. "No Kest, go ask him yourself", I told her turning around.
She looked at me for a minute. I could feel her stare, piercing through me. "Kest no, I’m not going to", I forced out. "Well I could always tell Billie Joe about the poem he found in his locker...", she said foolishly. "You wouldn’t Kest, it would ruin me, if he found out", I said looking back at her. "Well up the stairs then, go ask him", she said walking up beside me.
I looked over at his bedroom. It sounded like they were packing stuff up.
I walked over and looked back at Kestie. She was smiling so much. I opened the door....
I walked down stairs to where Tre was in the kitchen. "Pizza?", I offered. "Yeah. Vegetarian", he replied. Okay this was good, we were talking. "So, about Sunday night, I was wondering....", I managed to get out. He looked at me with a piercing stare. "Yeah", he mumbled. "I was thinking, I could use the garage, to have a party, and maybe you guys would wanna play!", I suggested. He stared at me for a second. "I don’t know. I'll have to ask the guys first", he replied. "So that’s a yes for the party then?", I asked sweetly. "Yeah don’t see why not", he said mimicking me, before walking back up stairs. Oh Yeah, I was about to host the biggest party of the year, and everything was going to be great, no parents, a band...[well maybe] and the space, ash it was going to be great.
A half hour later the boys arrived. "Tre, Billie Joe and Mike are here", I yelled. Tre, raced down the stairs. Before he opened the door, he turned to me. "You say one thing to them. Even Hello, I swear I’ll lock you outside until the parentals come back". "Yeah okay doesn’t be such a kill joy. Whets the worst I could do?", I asked. He didn’t reply me and continued to open the door. The two boys stepped in. "Tre, this is one mad place your living in", said Billie Joe looking around. "Yeah totally agree", Mike said afterwards. I looked up at them. I knew I couldn’t say anything. Tre was so serious before, I had never seen him like that before. I looked back down. "Hey Steph". I looked up it was Mike. I just smiled and continued with what I was doing. Billie Joe sort looked at me, strangely. It wasn’t a 'hello' look, or a 'what are you here' for look. It scared me. He smiled and walked behind the boys and up the stairs.
I rang up my best friend, I had to tell her that the two hottest guys were at my place. I picked up the phone and dialled. "Hello", she answered. "Hey Kest, you'll never believe who's here!", I said ecstatically into the phone. "Steph, relax. Just tell me", she said laughing. I took my deepest breath trying not to die. "K, Mike and Billie Joe are at my place", I said in one really quick breath. I heard the phone drop.
"Kestie, you there?", I asked "Kest, girl pick up the phone". After 10 minutes of asking I gave up. There was no use trying, she'd probably been caught by her parents and was getting a lecture. I heard a knock at the door. I opened it. "Kest what the hell are you doing here?", I asked as when waltzed through the door. "I'm here for you to return me a favour", she said putting her bags down. I stopped for a second. "No Kest, I am not getting you a date with Mike!", I declared in one sentence. "Oh some on. I could so set up you and Billie Joe if you wanted", she said lifting and eyebrow. "No Kest, go ask him yourself", I told her turning around.
She looked at me for a minute. I could feel her stare, piercing through me. "Kest no, I’m not going to", I forced out. "Well I could always tell Billie Joe about the poem he found in his locker...", she said foolishly. "You wouldn’t Kest, it would ruin me, if he found out", I said looking back at her. "Well up the stairs then, go ask him", she said walking up beside me.
I looked over at his bedroom. It sounded like they were packing stuff up.
I walked over and looked back at Kestie. She was smiling so much. I opened the door....
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