A Cancel Of Plans Turns Into Something Much More, chapter 1
Jumping off the stage, trying to land on my feet, I ran to the cooler to stick my head in. After doing a choreography similar to 'Lose Control' for the local contest, I was ready to pass out. I could hear Jezzika and Marc panting and gasping like a fish out of water behind me, nearly taking it as bad as I was. "Best one I've seen in quite awhile" said a faint voice. "Yeah, and how many times have I heard that?" I replied, emerging from the ice box. Looking up, I turned cherry red. The voice that had commented on our performance belonged to Tre Cool. Jezzika stood in awe at who stood in front of her. Tre added, "But really, that was amazing. Never have I seen so many flips and turns in my life" he joked. I replied, "Gee, thanks. Heh. I guess practice payed off this time."
I stood there for a moment, unaware of what to say. "Um, I'm Lila. This is Jezzika and Marc" I said, pointing to my friends.
Before Tre said anything, Billie Joe walked up to us and said, "You kicked some serious ass out there!" We laughed and Tre introduced us. "Hey, you seem pretty cool." said Tre after a period of conversation. "Would you like to go to dinner with us later on today?" hesitatingly, I accepted. Thinking, "Holy crap. I'm going to eat with Green Day. I must be dreaming"
Later that day, Jezzika and Marc had to cancel their date with Green Day, leaving me alone. What fun this will be, I thought. If only I knew. With an hour's notice I'd be a loner, I decided to change into my Explosion tee and my ripped jeans. Knocking on the door, Tre almost busted into my house. "I'm coming chill out!" I yelled as I ran out the door, managing ot knock over Billie. Tre laughed as I helped him up. "Slow down next time. You might kill someone" snickered Billie. walking out to the car, Mike informed me that we were going to an outdoor restaurant, asking if I was okay with that. I nodded, because it didn't matter. I was hungry as hell.
:Billie's pov:
Sitting down at the table, Tre pulled out a chair for Liila, trying to make her fall to the ground. Grinning, she said, "Oh no, stop being so polite." as she pulled out the chair from under him. We all started laughing. "So, what do you do for a living?" asked Mike. "Musician and Choreographer" she replied.
"So, you've got mad skills on stage. Do you have them in bed?" Tre snickered. "I don't know. You can check that out later." she answered, giving him a dirty smile. I laughed. Several minutes later, the waiter finally came. Taking our orders, he returned several minutes later, four beers on a tray. "We've got a drinker on our hands" joked Mike as I guzzled down my beverage. Getting several more refills, I felt a little tipsy-turvy.
I stood there for a moment, unaware of what to say. "Um, I'm Lila. This is Jezzika and Marc" I said, pointing to my friends.
Before Tre said anything, Billie Joe walked up to us and said, "You kicked some serious ass out there!" We laughed and Tre introduced us. "Hey, you seem pretty cool." said Tre after a period of conversation. "Would you like to go to dinner with us later on today?" hesitatingly, I accepted. Thinking, "Holy crap. I'm going to eat with Green Day. I must be dreaming"
Later that day, Jezzika and Marc had to cancel their date with Green Day, leaving me alone. What fun this will be, I thought. If only I knew. With an hour's notice I'd be a loner, I decided to change into my Explosion tee and my ripped jeans. Knocking on the door, Tre almost busted into my house. "I'm coming chill out!" I yelled as I ran out the door, managing ot knock over Billie. Tre laughed as I helped him up. "Slow down next time. You might kill someone" snickered Billie. walking out to the car, Mike informed me that we were going to an outdoor restaurant, asking if I was okay with that. I nodded, because it didn't matter. I was hungry as hell.
:Billie's pov:
Sitting down at the table, Tre pulled out a chair for Liila, trying to make her fall to the ground. Grinning, she said, "Oh no, stop being so polite." as she pulled out the chair from under him. We all started laughing. "So, what do you do for a living?" asked Mike. "Musician and Choreographer" she replied.
"So, you've got mad skills on stage. Do you have them in bed?" Tre snickered. "I don't know. You can check that out later." she answered, giving him a dirty smile. I laughed. Several minutes later, the waiter finally came. Taking our orders, he returned several minutes later, four beers on a tray. "We've got a drinker on our hands" joked Mike as I guzzled down my beverage. Getting several more refills, I felt a little tipsy-turvy.
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