Two Lucky Buggers, chapter 1
Lizzie was in her last year at Uni and had made some great buddies!! Most of them were rolling in it rich especially her best pal Mark. He was an only child like her and was spoilt rotten. One day Lizzie was sitting at home when she got a phone call.
"Hello"
"Hey Liz, it's Mark"
"Hey, what's up"
"Erm, well, this is gonna sound weird but what are you doing for the next three weeks?"
"What? Nothing I don't think, why?"
"Well, er, you know my dad booked a holiday for me and him on that Maldive island?"
"Yeah, yeah"
"Well, my grandmother has just died so we can't go"
"Oh, I'm so sorry Mark, you alright?"
"Yeah, I'll be good thanks, but er, we can't change the holiday and instead of canceling it my dad wondered if you and a friend would like to go instead?"
"Er yeah, yeah, wow thanks Mark"
"It's ok, come around later, about one and we'll sort it out?"
"Okay"
How lucky is Lizzie? She gets to go on the island of Villi Varu for three weeks, imagine that sharing an island with only one other family. But she didn't know who'd she'd take. Who could she spent three weeks with without getting bored? Who wouldn't effect the fridge content of alcohol too much? Sarah sprung to mind immediately. So, after telling Sarah and putting up with her screeching down the phone for 10 minutes, they both boarded the plane for Villi Varu the next day.
The flight took 24 hours and then it was an hour and a half long journey on a boat to the island. Lizzie regretting inviting Sarah at this point, Sarah was having many panic attack questions like, is the drinks trolley meant to shake like that? Are you perfectly sure this is the right boat? Turbulence, oh my god they had that in Lost before the plane crashed, holy hell Are we gonna crash? And the amazing: is that air hostess a man or a woman?
It was night when they finally collapsed on the beds in the villa on the island. Lizzie especially needed to catch up on some sleep as Sarah snored on the plane.
*LIZZIES POV*
I awoke the next morning around dish, I checked on Sarah, she was fast asleep snoring her head off, just like on the plane, how embarrassing! I decided to go for a walk down the beach before it got too hot, so I threw on a sarong and a bikini and hat and went for a stroll. I had been walking for about 10 minutes down the soft white sand when I heard voices, were these the other holiday makers on the island? I looked out into the crystal blue sea when suddenly I felt something hit the back of my head, "SHIT!" I heard a voice shout, I turned around and picked up the Frisbee, "Who the fuck plays fucking Frisbee..." I didn't finish, my mouth dropped open, Billie Joe Armstrong was bay watch style running towards me, a huge apologetic grin on his gorgeous mush.
"Holy Shit" I said as I took in the sight of a punk rock god clad only in slightly see-through swimming trunks, dripping wet and smiling at me.
"Hey" he grinned, "Sorry about that"
"Oh no, it's Okay really" I gasped handing him the Frisbee back, it had strange marks in the corner, Billie followed my eyeliner and smiled again.
"Ah! My friend has a trick of catching them in his teeth"
"Oh" I giggled, "Nice Trick"
We stood there in silence for a minute or two, I didn't know what to say, I just kept saying to myself over and over, pick your lip up, you'll get sand in it, Holy Shit, this is Billie Joe Armstrong.
"So, I'm Billie Joe" He smiled, breaking the silence and twisting the Frisbee around in his hands.
"I'm Lizzie" I grinned, Billie smiled back.
"You here on honeymoon or what?"
"Oh, no, god no!" I cried, "I'm here with my friend on Holiday, she's still asleep right now though"
"Ah!" His grin broadened, "Well you and her have got four weeks of us on this island then"
"Oh were not staying that long, just three" I said wishing I was now staying for four weeks on a deserted island with Green Day....
"Oh, we've been here a week already, writing and stuff, mind you it's just an excuse really"
We both laughed.
"Come over for lunch at our villa later, then you can meet the guys and stuff"
"Yeah Okay, sounds good" I smiled.
"See you later then"
"Yeah"
He grinned and jogged off in the direction of his villa, I took in the sight of Billie Joe running in his see through trunks, smiled to myself then ran off down the beach back to my villa desperate to tell Sarah what had just happened.
*Sarah'S POV*
I was awoken rudely by Lizzie jumping on my bed, "Get up now Sarah, get up!" She screamed laughing her head off.
"What? What?" I asked groggily through my half lidded eyes.
"Guess who I've just been speaking to?"
"Oh I dunno....Billie Joe Armstrong" I laughed rubbing my eyes.
"YES!"
"What?" I looked up at my friend, had Lizzie just been speaking to the man I'd been obsessed with for years?
"Shut up!" I yelled at her
"No, really, Green Day is staying in the other villa!"
"No way"
"Yes way they've invited us over for lunch, so hurry up, get dressed now!"
OMG Lizzie was telling the truth, what are the odds of this happening? Landing a free holiday on an island with your heroes? I've never gotten up and dressed so fast in my life!!!
Billie's POV
Wow! That girl was hot, I don't think I'll mind being stuck here with her for three weeks.
"Oh! Man I knew I shudder gone to get that Frisbee" Tré moaned when I told the guys about Lizzie.
"Was she nice then?" Mike asked me, eyebrow raised,
"Yeah" I smiled sitting down on the couch next to Tré,
"And they're coming over?" Tré asked me eagerly,
"Yeah, for lunch" I glanced around the villa it was a fucking pigsty
"Dudes we gotta clean up"
"Why were on vacation!" Mike moaned standing up
"You won't get laid with the place like this" I said
That kicked them into action, and we threw all the Shit into an empty closet, sitting on the couch's waiting, I wondered whether Lizzie's friend would be as hot as her, they were half an hour late.
"That's girls for yak man, tell em a time and there always late" Mike leaned back popping open a beer
But I was worried, did I give the wrong impression?
" It's cause you hit her with the Frisbee" Tré laughed, reading my thoughts,
"Dude! You threw it!" I yelled
"Who ever threw it, it hurt!" Yelled a voice, I turned around to see Lizzie and her friend standing in the open doorway. All our mouths dropped at them, they looked fit to fuck.
"Hello"
"Hey Liz, it's Mark"
"Hey, what's up"
"Erm, well, this is gonna sound weird but what are you doing for the next three weeks?"
"What? Nothing I don't think, why?"
"Well, er, you know my dad booked a holiday for me and him on that Maldive island?"
"Yeah, yeah"
"Well, my grandmother has just died so we can't go"
"Oh, I'm so sorry Mark, you alright?"
"Yeah, I'll be good thanks, but er, we can't change the holiday and instead of canceling it my dad wondered if you and a friend would like to go instead?"
"Er yeah, yeah, wow thanks Mark"
"It's ok, come around later, about one and we'll sort it out?"
"Okay"
How lucky is Lizzie? She gets to go on the island of Villi Varu for three weeks, imagine that sharing an island with only one other family. But she didn't know who'd she'd take. Who could she spent three weeks with without getting bored? Who wouldn't effect the fridge content of alcohol too much? Sarah sprung to mind immediately. So, after telling Sarah and putting up with her screeching down the phone for 10 minutes, they both boarded the plane for Villi Varu the next day.
The flight took 24 hours and then it was an hour and a half long journey on a boat to the island. Lizzie regretting inviting Sarah at this point, Sarah was having many panic attack questions like, is the drinks trolley meant to shake like that? Are you perfectly sure this is the right boat? Turbulence, oh my god they had that in Lost before the plane crashed, holy hell Are we gonna crash? And the amazing: is that air hostess a man or a woman?
It was night when they finally collapsed on the beds in the villa on the island. Lizzie especially needed to catch up on some sleep as Sarah snored on the plane.
*LIZZIES POV*
I awoke the next morning around dish, I checked on Sarah, she was fast asleep snoring her head off, just like on the plane, how embarrassing! I decided to go for a walk down the beach before it got too hot, so I threw on a sarong and a bikini and hat and went for a stroll. I had been walking for about 10 minutes down the soft white sand when I heard voices, were these the other holiday makers on the island? I looked out into the crystal blue sea when suddenly I felt something hit the back of my head, "SHIT!" I heard a voice shout, I turned around and picked up the Frisbee, "Who the fuck plays fucking Frisbee..." I didn't finish, my mouth dropped open, Billie Joe Armstrong was bay watch style running towards me, a huge apologetic grin on his gorgeous mush.
"Holy Shit" I said as I took in the sight of a punk rock god clad only in slightly see-through swimming trunks, dripping wet and smiling at me.
"Hey" he grinned, "Sorry about that"
"Oh no, it's Okay really" I gasped handing him the Frisbee back, it had strange marks in the corner, Billie followed my eyeliner and smiled again.
"Ah! My friend has a trick of catching them in his teeth"
"Oh" I giggled, "Nice Trick"
We stood there in silence for a minute or two, I didn't know what to say, I just kept saying to myself over and over, pick your lip up, you'll get sand in it, Holy Shit, this is Billie Joe Armstrong.
"So, I'm Billie Joe" He smiled, breaking the silence and twisting the Frisbee around in his hands.
"I'm Lizzie" I grinned, Billie smiled back.
"You here on honeymoon or what?"
"Oh, no, god no!" I cried, "I'm here with my friend on Holiday, she's still asleep right now though"
"Ah!" His grin broadened, "Well you and her have got four weeks of us on this island then"
"Oh were not staying that long, just three" I said wishing I was now staying for four weeks on a deserted island with Green Day....
"Oh, we've been here a week already, writing and stuff, mind you it's just an excuse really"
We both laughed.
"Come over for lunch at our villa later, then you can meet the guys and stuff"
"Yeah Okay, sounds good" I smiled.
"See you later then"
"Yeah"
He grinned and jogged off in the direction of his villa, I took in the sight of Billie Joe running in his see through trunks, smiled to myself then ran off down the beach back to my villa desperate to tell Sarah what had just happened.
*Sarah'S POV*
I was awoken rudely by Lizzie jumping on my bed, "Get up now Sarah, get up!" She screamed laughing her head off.
"What? What?" I asked groggily through my half lidded eyes.
"Guess who I've just been speaking to?"
"Oh I dunno....Billie Joe Armstrong" I laughed rubbing my eyes.
"YES!"
"What?" I looked up at my friend, had Lizzie just been speaking to the man I'd been obsessed with for years?
"Shut up!" I yelled at her
"No, really, Green Day is staying in the other villa!"
"No way"
"Yes way they've invited us over for lunch, so hurry up, get dressed now!"
OMG Lizzie was telling the truth, what are the odds of this happening? Landing a free holiday on an island with your heroes? I've never gotten up and dressed so fast in my life!!!
Billie's POV
Wow! That girl was hot, I don't think I'll mind being stuck here with her for three weeks.
"Oh! Man I knew I shudder gone to get that Frisbee" Tré moaned when I told the guys about Lizzie.
"Was she nice then?" Mike asked me, eyebrow raised,
"Yeah" I smiled sitting down on the couch next to Tré,
"And they're coming over?" Tré asked me eagerly,
"Yeah, for lunch" I glanced around the villa it was a fucking pigsty
"Dudes we gotta clean up"
"Why were on vacation!" Mike moaned standing up
"You won't get laid with the place like this" I said
That kicked them into action, and we threw all the Shit into an empty closet, sitting on the couch's waiting, I wondered whether Lizzie's friend would be as hot as her, they were half an hour late.
"That's girls for yak man, tell em a time and there always late" Mike leaned back popping open a beer
But I was worried, did I give the wrong impression?
" It's cause you hit her with the Frisbee" Tré laughed, reading my thoughts,
"Dude! You threw it!" I yelled
"Who ever threw it, it hurt!" Yelled a voice, I turned around to see Lizzie and her friend standing in the open doorway. All our mouths dropped at them, they looked fit to fuck.
