You erased yourself, so shut up!, chapter 8

The week seemed to fly by; Tre couldn't wait 'til Saturday. He was in limbo; he couldn't believe he had a date with Faith, it all seemed so unreal.

They had escaped on Monday; they spent the afternoon sitting on the science block roof, no-one had come looking for them. Tre had been down the whole time, he couldn't get over Jessie's betrayal; luckily he didn't mind crying in fromt of Faith.

"Dude, she kicks ass!"
"I know she does, and dude, YOU know she does, you met her that Saturday!"
"Oh, THAT Faith!" I know who you're on about now!"
"Welcome to the Present Billie Joe."

Tre was lying on his bed on the Friday night, just thinking; something he seemed to be doing more and more of lately. There was a knock at the door, and his dad's head appeared.
"Hey sport, I'm not disturbing you am I?"
"No, not at all dad. What can I do for you?"
Frank snr. Came in and sat on the edge of Tre's bed.
"What time are you wanting to go into Berkeley tomorrow?"
"Um, well, rehearsal's at three, so, maybe one-ish? That way Faith and I can go get something to eat."
He smiled, not quite looking at his dad; Frank still didn't know she was Tre's date.
"And how are you getting home?"
"Oh, we're not; Mike said we could crash at his after we've been to Gilman."
"Oh, right then. Did Faith ask Jeff?"
"Yeah, he said it's ok."
"Fine. I need to go into Berkeley tomorrow anyway, your mum wants me to pick up a few things."
"Wicked. What you up to tonight?"
"Nothing, why?"
"I was just wondering if you fancied a game of golf; we haven't had a game in ages."
"Sounds like a plan; I'll meet you outside in ten minutes."
"Ok."
Frank left, and Tre got up, wandering over to his closet. He pulled out his golf pants and shirt, and got changed. He looked at himself in the mirror, frowning slightly; he felt weird all of a sudden. He was no longer excited about his date the next day, nor was he depressed about Jessie, he just felt... Empty. It scared him slightly, this lack of emotion, but he shook it off and went out to pick up his golfclubs.

"Empty? You mean, there's just nothing there, you only see things instead of feeling them?"
"Yes, that's exactly what I mean."
"Ok, ok, no need to get snooty!"
"Guys, don't start arguing!"
Just then, the limo drew up at the record company HQ, and they could hear the screams of the fans.
"Oh man, here we go!" Mike grinned. "You guys ready?"
"Yup. What about you Tre? Tre?"
"Huh, what... Oh yeah, I'm ready."
"Don't worry dude, you can finish your story later."
"Yeah, I know." He opened the door and looked at Billie.
"Ladies first."
"Tre, you are going to pay!"
With this promise, Billie dived out into the crowd, followed by Mike then Tre. They were swallowed up immediately.