Fame, Fortune, and Green Day, chapter 2
An hour later Bee awoke with a splitting headache. She was lying in a bed on her side, in a room that she didn't recognize. She could hear laughter, but it sounded somewhat distant. She rolled onto her back and sat up, feeling a little lightheaded. She nearly passed out again when she saw Billie Joe Armstrong sitting on a chair facing her.
"Holy shit! She lives." he said. He stood up and walked over to the edge of the bed and sat down next to her.
"Man, I am so fuckin' sorry. But don't worry we fired the son-of-a-bitch limo driver. How are you doing?" he asked, somewhat rambling. She looked at him and saw genuine concern in his eyes.
"Who me?" she asked, still in shock that she had been sleeping on a bed in Green Day's hotel room.
"No the fuckin' Easter bunny. Of course you." he replied laughing. Wow he was even more gorgeous up close and in person then he was at any concert, or in any picture she had seen of him.
"Oh, no. I... I mean yes. I mean yea I'm ok. I have a little bit of a headache but nothing major. Where is everyone?" she said.
"They're in the living room. Last I know they were ordering a shit load of food from room service. But its been a few hours since I was out there, so they could be doing anything." he said.
"Oh... Wait a second, have you been in here the whole time I was sleeping?" she asked him.
"Well yeah, I mean it's the least I could do. Hey you wanna go out and see your friends? They were scared shitless after you passed out. I'm sure there's something for you too eat too... You must be fuckin' starved" He said.
"Yea that would be nice. I am a little hungry." she replied.
"Ok well you need some help... You know like out to the living room?" he asked her.
"Yeah, thanks." the words escaped her. She didn't really need help. She could walk just fine on her own, but for some reason she couldn't help herself. Oh well she might as well play it up. Its not everyday you get run over by Green Day now is it?
Billie Joe extended his left hand. She stared at it for a second before she took hold of it. It was warm. Warm and soft, and her hand fit into his just right. Too bad he was married.
"Married? Where's his wedding ring? Isn't it supposed to be on his left ring finger." she pondered to herself. But before she could think too much of it, Billie Joe's voice interrupted her thoughts.
"Hey." he said. "We better hurry up. It seems Mike has taken a liking to your little friend, and who the hell knows what they might do in a room alone." he said wiggling his eyebrows.
She laughed. "Which friend?" she asked. But Billie Joe didn't even have to answer her, because before she knew it they had reached the enormous hotel living room. Upon entering she saw Mike and Laura laughing and feeding each other chocolate covered strawberries. She giggled.
"Laura must be in heaven, then again so am I." she thought.
"Hey dumbasses!" Billie Joe shouted. "Look who's back from the dead."
Everyone in the room looked up. Laura squealed and all at once Billie Joe's hand was yanked from hers as Laura, Danielle, Avi and Tiffany dove on her.
"Oh my god Beeeeeee! You're ok! You're ok!" Laura shrieked. "I was worried sick."
"Oh yes I could tell by the way you were eating those chocolate covered strawberries." she said, giving Laura a wink and jabbing her playfully in the side with her elbow.
"Man are we lucky you got run over on our way to the club." Laura whispered.
"HOLY FUCK!" Bee shouted. "What about our gig? I can't play I don't have a bass drum you guys." At once all of her friends' smiles quickly faded.
"Now wait a second. Are you dipshits forgetting who almost killed your drummer?" Tre said. It was the first time Bee had heard him talk since the incedent in the street.
"Yea I mean the least we can do is lend you some equipment." Billie Joe said.
"You have got to be kidding me." Avi said. "You're gonna let her use Tre's drums?
"No, we thought we'd let her fuckin bang the shit out of some trash cans we have in the back. Of course we're gonna let her use Tre's drums." Billie Joe said sarcastically. Laura and Avi gasped. Bee chewed her lip. An idea was hatchin in her mind. An idea that would be ten times better then using Tre's drums...
"Holy shit! She lives." he said. He stood up and walked over to the edge of the bed and sat down next to her.
"Man, I am so fuckin' sorry. But don't worry we fired the son-of-a-bitch limo driver. How are you doing?" he asked, somewhat rambling. She looked at him and saw genuine concern in his eyes.
"Who me?" she asked, still in shock that she had been sleeping on a bed in Green Day's hotel room.
"No the fuckin' Easter bunny. Of course you." he replied laughing. Wow he was even more gorgeous up close and in person then he was at any concert, or in any picture she had seen of him.
"Oh, no. I... I mean yes. I mean yea I'm ok. I have a little bit of a headache but nothing major. Where is everyone?" she said.
"They're in the living room. Last I know they were ordering a shit load of food from room service. But its been a few hours since I was out there, so they could be doing anything." he said.
"Oh... Wait a second, have you been in here the whole time I was sleeping?" she asked him.
"Well yeah, I mean it's the least I could do. Hey you wanna go out and see your friends? They were scared shitless after you passed out. I'm sure there's something for you too eat too... You must be fuckin' starved" He said.
"Yea that would be nice. I am a little hungry." she replied.
"Ok well you need some help... You know like out to the living room?" he asked her.
"Yeah, thanks." the words escaped her. She didn't really need help. She could walk just fine on her own, but for some reason she couldn't help herself. Oh well she might as well play it up. Its not everyday you get run over by Green Day now is it?
Billie Joe extended his left hand. She stared at it for a second before she took hold of it. It was warm. Warm and soft, and her hand fit into his just right. Too bad he was married.
"Married? Where's his wedding ring? Isn't it supposed to be on his left ring finger." she pondered to herself. But before she could think too much of it, Billie Joe's voice interrupted her thoughts.
"Hey." he said. "We better hurry up. It seems Mike has taken a liking to your little friend, and who the hell knows what they might do in a room alone." he said wiggling his eyebrows.
She laughed. "Which friend?" she asked. But Billie Joe didn't even have to answer her, because before she knew it they had reached the enormous hotel living room. Upon entering she saw Mike and Laura laughing and feeding each other chocolate covered strawberries. She giggled.
"Laura must be in heaven, then again so am I." she thought.
"Hey dumbasses!" Billie Joe shouted. "Look who's back from the dead."
Everyone in the room looked up. Laura squealed and all at once Billie Joe's hand was yanked from hers as Laura, Danielle, Avi and Tiffany dove on her.
"Oh my god Beeeeeee! You're ok! You're ok!" Laura shrieked. "I was worried sick."
"Oh yes I could tell by the way you were eating those chocolate covered strawberries." she said, giving Laura a wink and jabbing her playfully in the side with her elbow.
"Man are we lucky you got run over on our way to the club." Laura whispered.
"HOLY FUCK!" Bee shouted. "What about our gig? I can't play I don't have a bass drum you guys." At once all of her friends' smiles quickly faded.
"Now wait a second. Are you dipshits forgetting who almost killed your drummer?" Tre said. It was the first time Bee had heard him talk since the incedent in the street.
"Yea I mean the least we can do is lend you some equipment." Billie Joe said.
"You have got to be kidding me." Avi said. "You're gonna let her use Tre's drums?
"No, we thought we'd let her fuckin bang the shit out of some trash cans we have in the back. Of course we're gonna let her use Tre's drums." Billie Joe said sarcastically. Laura and Avi gasped. Bee chewed her lip. An idea was hatchin in her mind. An idea that would be ten times better then using Tre's drums...
