Rock 'n' Roll Can Be Dangerous And Fun At The Same Time, chapter 2
When we sat in the gym getting our make-up I talked with the guys. It was a lot of fun and Tré made jokes all the time.
"Tré, stop! I can't stand it any more. My stomach does already hurt. How can it be that you are still so childish at your age?!" I asked.
"I kept simply young, baby. In many ways! But hey, I'm not that old. I'm still in my early twenties." He had a devilish grin on his face.
"Oh, you must explain me that more detailed sometime..." Billie and Mike began to laugh. Mike was also totally funny. Billie was rather calm, but very nice. Then the shooting started. I was really excited!! Who wouldn't? Especially when your favorite band is watching you. They told me to make a sad face while I was sitting on a bench. I really tried the sad face but Tré couldn't stop to be funny and that's why I messed up shot after shot. Finally the director yelled serious words.
"Mr. Tré Cool! Leave the gym immediately!"
"Why?" Tré asked shocked.
"Because you divert this girl the whole time!" he yelled.
"Well and? I was being funny." Tré said simply.
Then he left with lowered head. And suddenly I became completely sad because the group as a whole was now no longer present. But the following shot was finished fast, so that I expected to be able to talk to the guys a little. But it seemed I got my hopes up too soon! When I got dressed, the guys disappeared abruptly and now I stood there without gratitude, without a good bye and without looking at their beautiful faces once again. I was totally upset.
"That is really mean" I murmured.
I was disappointed and felt used and went home. There was only one, okay perhaps two facts that could at least comfort me a little. One: I was part of a Green Day production video and Two: I had to give my address to them, so I could still hope that this wasn't the end.
Two weeks had passed and I gave up to hear of the guys again. But the miracle happened. I received a letter:
"You are cordially invited to a private Green Day party in the hotel Pegasus."
"OMFG!" was my first reaction. They let me sit here for so long without a message and now I was invented to a private party...but I wasn't sure. After the party they would probably leave me alone like they did before.
"Mhh, should I go?" I asked myself. On the other hand I thought that the party could be a cause to ask the guys some questions. I would probably never get another chance. If I would not show up they maybe think I don't like them anymore or something like that. "Ok, I'll do it!" I finally decided and ran to my closet. The party was set the day after tomorrow and I didn't know yet what I should wear. It was the first time that I was going to celebrate with a rock band. It took me hours to decide what to wear. But finally I decided to wear black trousers, naturally with my super belt, and a red string top. Ok... I was dressed.
Now only time had to go by. I was really excited. But there was still one problem: How should I get there? The hotel was in a city more than one hour away from me. I decided not to take the car but the train.
When I told my parents they naturally weren't happy but somehow I could persuade them. But they weren't the only ones to be concerned. Questions were going through my mind: Where should I sleep at all? And what kind of party was it? But I dared the adventure and started the trip. On the train I listened to some Green Day songs before I hid the CDs in my backpack - I didn't want to come along like the biggest fan. At 3:30 PM I had arrived and I was so excited like never before.
Since the party started at 8 PM, I still had time left. I decided to go for a walk. I ate
"Tré, stop! I can't stand it any more. My stomach does already hurt. How can it be that you are still so childish at your age?!" I asked.
"I kept simply young, baby. In many ways! But hey, I'm not that old. I'm still in my early twenties." He had a devilish grin on his face.
"Oh, you must explain me that more detailed sometime..." Billie and Mike began to laugh. Mike was also totally funny. Billie was rather calm, but very nice. Then the shooting started. I was really excited!! Who wouldn't? Especially when your favorite band is watching you. They told me to make a sad face while I was sitting on a bench. I really tried the sad face but Tré couldn't stop to be funny and that's why I messed up shot after shot. Finally the director yelled serious words.
"Mr. Tré Cool! Leave the gym immediately!"
"Why?" Tré asked shocked.
"Because you divert this girl the whole time!" he yelled.
"Well and? I was being funny." Tré said simply.
Then he left with lowered head. And suddenly I became completely sad because the group as a whole was now no longer present. But the following shot was finished fast, so that I expected to be able to talk to the guys a little. But it seemed I got my hopes up too soon! When I got dressed, the guys disappeared abruptly and now I stood there without gratitude, without a good bye and without looking at their beautiful faces once again. I was totally upset.
"That is really mean" I murmured.
I was disappointed and felt used and went home. There was only one, okay perhaps two facts that could at least comfort me a little. One: I was part of a Green Day production video and Two: I had to give my address to them, so I could still hope that this wasn't the end.
Two weeks had passed and I gave up to hear of the guys again. But the miracle happened. I received a letter:
"You are cordially invited to a private Green Day party in the hotel Pegasus."
"OMFG!" was my first reaction. They let me sit here for so long without a message and now I was invented to a private party...but I wasn't sure. After the party they would probably leave me alone like they did before.
"Mhh, should I go?" I asked myself. On the other hand I thought that the party could be a cause to ask the guys some questions. I would probably never get another chance. If I would not show up they maybe think I don't like them anymore or something like that. "Ok, I'll do it!" I finally decided and ran to my closet. The party was set the day after tomorrow and I didn't know yet what I should wear. It was the first time that I was going to celebrate with a rock band. It took me hours to decide what to wear. But finally I decided to wear black trousers, naturally with my super belt, and a red string top. Ok... I was dressed.
Now only time had to go by. I was really excited. But there was still one problem: How should I get there? The hotel was in a city more than one hour away from me. I decided not to take the car but the train.
When I told my parents they naturally weren't happy but somehow I could persuade them. But they weren't the only ones to be concerned. Questions were going through my mind: Where should I sleep at all? And what kind of party was it? But I dared the adventure and started the trip. On the train I listened to some Green Day songs before I hid the CDs in my backpack - I didn't want to come along like the biggest fan. At 3:30 PM I had arrived and I was so excited like never before.
Since the party started at 8 PM, I still had time left. I decided to go for a walk. I ate
