I don't care if you don't mind, I'll be there not far behind..., chapter 1
Billie Joe leaned back on the seat of his BMW convertable. The sun shone down on his car mirrors, reflecting the light on his face. It was warm. He closed his eyes.
"Billie!" Tre leaned on the side of the door, staring at Billie Joe. He poked him to maked sure he was awake. Billie sighed, sitting up straight.
"Guess what?" Tre was excited, jumping up and down.
"What now?" Billie rubbed his eyes, blinking. Tre was so annoying sometimes.
"Guess what I bought?" Tre's grinned.
"If it's anything for your personal use, I don't need to know." Billie closed his eyes again.
Tre's expression grew blank, then he laughed.
"No, it's not. I bought this--" He pointed at a car in the parking lot, " And now everyone likes me." He nodded, agreeing with himself.
Billie Joe rolled his eyes. He pushed Tre aside, opened his car door, and stepped onto the pavement.
"Shit, now I can't walk anymore." Billie stood, stretched, and slammed his car door shut. "Better", he muttered. He followed Tre, wondering why Tre's new car would make him so special. At that moment, a girl and her friends walked out of the mall to Billie's right. They looked at Tre, who was leaning on his car. They glanced back at each other, whispered, something, then giggled. Tre smiled at them and raised his eyebrows.
"Hi!" He called after them. Billie Joe rolled his eyes again.
"Hopeless" He mumbled.
*
The phone rang. It was the fourth time that day, right when the band was practicing. Billie Joe didn't even need to look at the caller ID.
"Tre, it's for you" He waited till Tre lifted the reciever to make sure.
Billie Joe listened in on the conversation. Tre was talking for about three minutes before saying, " Billie, come and pick up the phone!" Billie Joe walked up, surprised, and took the phone from Tre. He held it up the his ear.
"Hello?" He said.
"Um... Hi. Is this Billie Joe Armstrong?" A voice at the other end of the line asked.
"Yeah..."
"Could you meet me at the corner of your street tomorrow at around, say, 2:00?"
"Um, sure..." Billie Joe blinked. Who was this?
"Billie!" Tre leaned on the side of the door, staring at Billie Joe. He poked him to maked sure he was awake. Billie sighed, sitting up straight.
"Guess what?" Tre was excited, jumping up and down.
"What now?" Billie rubbed his eyes, blinking. Tre was so annoying sometimes.
"Guess what I bought?" Tre's grinned.
"If it's anything for your personal use, I don't need to know." Billie closed his eyes again.
Tre's expression grew blank, then he laughed.
"No, it's not. I bought this--" He pointed at a car in the parking lot, " And now everyone likes me." He nodded, agreeing with himself.
Billie Joe rolled his eyes. He pushed Tre aside, opened his car door, and stepped onto the pavement.
"Shit, now I can't walk anymore." Billie stood, stretched, and slammed his car door shut. "Better", he muttered. He followed Tre, wondering why Tre's new car would make him so special. At that moment, a girl and her friends walked out of the mall to Billie's right. They looked at Tre, who was leaning on his car. They glanced back at each other, whispered, something, then giggled. Tre smiled at them and raised his eyebrows.
"Hi!" He called after them. Billie Joe rolled his eyes again.
"Hopeless" He mumbled.
*
The phone rang. It was the fourth time that day, right when the band was practicing. Billie Joe didn't even need to look at the caller ID.
"Tre, it's for you" He waited till Tre lifted the reciever to make sure.
Billie Joe listened in on the conversation. Tre was talking for about three minutes before saying, " Billie, come and pick up the phone!" Billie Joe walked up, surprised, and took the phone from Tre. He held it up the his ear.
"Hello?" He said.
"Um... Hi. Is this Billie Joe Armstrong?" A voice at the other end of the line asked.
"Yeah..."
"Could you meet me at the corner of your street tomorrow at around, say, 2:00?"
"Um, sure..." Billie Joe blinked. Who was this?
