Please Don't Wake Me Up When I'm Dreaming, chapter 17
*Araxie's POV*
After we ate, we went for a walk around the area, just to see what stores there were and if there was anything interesting. I didn't have any money since I spent it all on the concert tickets and band merch. But I still wanted to look around. Tré ran up ahead of us and stopped in front of a store. None of us had realized what it was until we ran up next to him. It was a sex store. Of course. Rayne and Tré started jumping up and down.
"Let's go in here! Can we? PLEASE!" Rayne begged Mike and Billie, Tré doing the same.
"Yeah! It'll be fun!"
*My POV*
"You are one twisted fuck. I'm not going in there. Not with you. Nope. No way. Uh-uh. Not a chance." Ara said, crossing her arms.
"Tré, you know better. We have two kids with us. We can't go in there, you asshole!" Mike said, giving Tré a hard slap across the face.
"What the fuck?! She said she wanted to!"
"C'mon, man. You know better. Now let's g- where's Billie?" Mike asked no one in particular while looking around.
"Where'd Araxie go?" I asked. "Great. I'll go find her. You look for Billie." I said, pointing to Mike.
"What about me?" Tré asked, looking somewhat hurt. "What do I do?"
"You," I said, pointing to him "go have fun." I said, smirking as I pointed towards the little shop. He smiled and happily obliged, leaving us to find the others. Mike had already walked off, calling for Billie Joe. I was just left standing there, wondering where Araxie could have run off to. She probably chased Billie away and now she's probably running him down, begging him to let her pet his hair. Yeah weird, I know. She has a hair fetish.
*Araxie's POV*
Billie had seen Jason a few blocks away and decided to go catch up with him. He said he didn't want to walk around alone, though since he got mugged back in Berkeley a few weeks ago. So, he dragged me with him and we left. The others were arguing about that porn shop so we didn't bother to tell them. Billie had a cell phone. They could just call that if they needed us. We walked around for about five minutes in silence until we finally found Jason in a small pizza restaurant.
"Hey Billie, over here!" Jason called from a booth towards the back. We went over to him and sat down. "Hey guys, this is Mandy." He said, pointing to a girl sitting next to him. "This is the girl I was telling you about the other day."
"Hey Mandy, nice to meet you." Billie said politely, holding his hand out to shake as she held out hers.
"Same." She simply stated. She seemed pretty shy. Which didn't bother me because I was just as bad.
"So Bill, who's this young lady you're dragging around with you today? You don't normally see a rock star walking around with a teenage girl that's not begging for an autograph or trying to rape you." Jason said, laughing.
"This is Araxie. Her friend's dad's girlfriend is our manager's sister. They got backstage passes to one of our shows and they are coming on tour with us."
"I see. I think Mike told me about that last week. I guess it must've slipped my mind. So, how old are you? 16?"
"Fourteen." I simply said. I really just wanted to leave. I was happy I was there with Billie but I just felt uncomfortable around Jason, although, he is even sexier in person.
"Oh. How long have you been a fan?"
"Over a year. I'm not really sure."
"Oh. Well sorry, Billie Joe. We gotta go. I still have to get ready for the show tonight. See you later, bye!" Jason yelled as he grabbed Mandy's hand and hurried outside.
"Well, that was interesting. Let's go find Mike and the others before they have the national army out looking for me." Billie said, grinning while getting up. I giggled and followed him out the door. We were walking towards the porn shop where we had last saw them, assuming Tré would still be in there. We were about a block away when we heard frantic shouts coming from behind us.
"BILLIE JOE! BILLIE!" It was Mike. He was running towards us, looking like he was worried about Billie Joe but pissed off at him just the same. "Man, where the fuck were you?!"
"I saw Jason and went to catch up with him."
"You couldn't say anything? You had us worried sick! Rayne thought Araxie chased you away and was trying to rape you or something!" He said, holding back a grin as he stared at me.
"You mean her?" He asked, pointing to me. "No, she would never do that." He said, laughing. No, I would never do something like that. Only on those special days that end in 'y'. "Where're the other two?"
"We left Tré at that shop and I'm not sure where Rayne went."
"Great."
"Yeah, let's go get Tré and we'll find her."
"Just look for flashing lights and listen for sirens, you'll find her." I said, trying not to laugh. I was serious though. That girl could get herself in so much trouble in ten minutes it's not even funny. Billie and Mike just laughed and started towards the shop where we left Tré. Mike and I waited outside while Billie ran in to find him. About five minutes later, Billie came out; no Tré.
"Dude, where's Tré?" Mike asked, a confused look plastered on is face.
"I can't get him out. I tried dragging him out but he's stronger than me and he kicked me in the shin. Fuckin' hurts."
"That little fuck. I knew we should have never let him go in there. He's never gonna come out now. Great. You two go look for Rayne and I'll get this dumbass out of here. Meet me back at the hotel."
"Sure. See you." Billie shrugged. He grabbed my hand and dragged me behind him as he headed towards a shopping center.
"What are we going here for?"
"Looking for Rayne. She's a girl. She'd be around all the stores, right?"
"No way. She'd be behind them getting herself in trouble. If she was in one, there'd be people running out, screaming bloody murder by now."
"Ha-ha, I see. So, where do we look?"
"No idea. I say we just go back to the hotel. She can find her own way back."
"You think that's alright? Leaving her out her by herself. We're responsible for you two while you're on tour with us and if anything happened to her, we'd be in deep shit."
"She's fine. Let's just go back."
"Fine. I just hope you're right... for her sake." We walked back to the hotel. It was a bout 5 miles away so we were exhausted. Mike and Tré were already there, watching T.V.
"What took ya? We've been here for about twenty minutes, now. Where's Rayne?" Mike asked, standing up.
"We walked like fifty miles to get back here!" Billie said, collapsing on the couch.
"Why didn't you just wave down a cab? Stupid."
"Well, we didn't think we were too far from the hotel so we just decided to walk. We kept thinking about waving down a cab but we figured that we were right around the corner and didn't know it and as soon as we got in the cab and told the driver where to go, he'd just drive like half a mile and drop us off. It would be really stupid. So we just kept walking. And now all I wanna do is sleep."
"God you're so stupid sometimes. I'd swear you been takin' lessons from genius, over here. So, where's Rayne?"
"Well, we didn't really look. Araxie said that she'd be fine and she could find her way back here on her own."
"Okay, now I'm sure you've been taking lessons from Tré. What's her cell phone number?" Mike asked, taking out his cell phone to call her. DUH! I keep forgetting she has a cell phone. Billie could have just called her and told her where we were and she could have met us somewhere. Maybe Tré's stupidity was rubbing off on us. "Well? What is it?"
"Oh, hold on. I have it in my pocket." I said, digging through my pockets to find the piece of paper I had her number scribbled on. I handed it to him and he called.
"Hey Rayne, it's Mike. Where are you? We found Araxie and Billie and we're back at the hotel. What? Okay, just get a taxi back here, then. Bye." He said as he hung up.
"She's just been walking around. Said she didn't even bother looking for either of you. I swear you people have no brains. She'll be back here soon. We have to be at the arena in two hours so, Tré, you go take a shower and we'll meet you there."
"How come you get to be in charge?" Billie asked, staring at Mike.
"'Cause I'm taller than you, pretty boy." Mike said as he stood over Billie Joe, snickering.
"Right... "
"Well, c'mon! Oh, if you girls want to come watch us from backstage, you can. Just get ready and you can ride over with genius over there if he ever gets ready."
"Yes, I am a genius, thank you!" I walked in just as Tré said that.
"Who's a genius?" I asked, closing the door behind me.
"ME!" Tré yelled, jumping up and down. And I thought Mike had too much coffee.
"Hey, where're you guys going?"
"We have to go down to the arena to set up again. If you want, you can catch a ride down there later when Tré leaves." Mike said as he hurried out the door. "Bye!"
"Okay, then. I need to go shopping. I saw a few shops right down the road I wanted to go to before the concert. I need clothes."
"Well I gotta get ready so you go and I'll call you about twenty minutes before I leave."
"Sure, here's my cell number." I said as I wrote it down on a piece of scrap paper that was on the coffee table. "Araxie, c'mon!"
"What? Why do I gotta go!?"
"'Cause I said so. Now, c'mon!" I said, dragging her out the door. "Bye Tré!" I waved and shut the door as I made my way towards the elevators. There were only two flights of stairs but I liked all the buttons.
"Would you stop pushing buttons? You're such an ass."
"Am not!"
"You're right. You're a donkey!"
"Fuck you!"
"B-"
"I know, I know. 'Billie can!' You're so predictable."
"Fucktard."
"Bitch."
"Whore!"
"Skank!"
"Hoe!"
"Son of a fu-" I started to say as the elevator doors slid open. "C'mon. The store's right around the corner!" I yelled as I grabbed Araxie's arm and ran around the corner towards a small shopping center. "Dude, let go! I can fucking walk on my own!"
"This from the girl who falls off the floor almost every night?"
"Ha-ha, yeah. It's not night. I can walk! See?!" She said as she attempted to walk a straight line. "Well, I can't walk straight but I can still walk!"
"Whatever, let's go!"
We went to about three stores and I bought a new pair of jeans that had tons of chains on them and I bought a pair for Araxie, too. I got a shirt made that was black with red lettering and said "Who the fuck is Tré Cool?" on it. As we were heading out of the last store, my cell phone started vibrating in my pocket. I took it out and checked the caller ID.
After we ate, we went for a walk around the area, just to see what stores there were and if there was anything interesting. I didn't have any money since I spent it all on the concert tickets and band merch. But I still wanted to look around. Tré ran up ahead of us and stopped in front of a store. None of us had realized what it was until we ran up next to him. It was a sex store. Of course. Rayne and Tré started jumping up and down.
"Let's go in here! Can we? PLEASE!" Rayne begged Mike and Billie, Tré doing the same.
"Yeah! It'll be fun!"
*My POV*
"You are one twisted fuck. I'm not going in there. Not with you. Nope. No way. Uh-uh. Not a chance." Ara said, crossing her arms.
"Tré, you know better. We have two kids with us. We can't go in there, you asshole!" Mike said, giving Tré a hard slap across the face.
"What the fuck?! She said she wanted to!"
"C'mon, man. You know better. Now let's g- where's Billie?" Mike asked no one in particular while looking around.
"Where'd Araxie go?" I asked. "Great. I'll go find her. You look for Billie." I said, pointing to Mike.
"What about me?" Tré asked, looking somewhat hurt. "What do I do?"
"You," I said, pointing to him "go have fun." I said, smirking as I pointed towards the little shop. He smiled and happily obliged, leaving us to find the others. Mike had already walked off, calling for Billie Joe. I was just left standing there, wondering where Araxie could have run off to. She probably chased Billie away and now she's probably running him down, begging him to let her pet his hair. Yeah weird, I know. She has a hair fetish.
*Araxie's POV*
Billie had seen Jason a few blocks away and decided to go catch up with him. He said he didn't want to walk around alone, though since he got mugged back in Berkeley a few weeks ago. So, he dragged me with him and we left. The others were arguing about that porn shop so we didn't bother to tell them. Billie had a cell phone. They could just call that if they needed us. We walked around for about five minutes in silence until we finally found Jason in a small pizza restaurant.
"Hey Billie, over here!" Jason called from a booth towards the back. We went over to him and sat down. "Hey guys, this is Mandy." He said, pointing to a girl sitting next to him. "This is the girl I was telling you about the other day."
"Hey Mandy, nice to meet you." Billie said politely, holding his hand out to shake as she held out hers.
"Same." She simply stated. She seemed pretty shy. Which didn't bother me because I was just as bad.
"So Bill, who's this young lady you're dragging around with you today? You don't normally see a rock star walking around with a teenage girl that's not begging for an autograph or trying to rape you." Jason said, laughing.
"This is Araxie. Her friend's dad's girlfriend is our manager's sister. They got backstage passes to one of our shows and they are coming on tour with us."
"I see. I think Mike told me about that last week. I guess it must've slipped my mind. So, how old are you? 16?"
"Fourteen." I simply said. I really just wanted to leave. I was happy I was there with Billie but I just felt uncomfortable around Jason, although, he is even sexier in person.
"Oh. How long have you been a fan?"
"Over a year. I'm not really sure."
"Oh. Well sorry, Billie Joe. We gotta go. I still have to get ready for the show tonight. See you later, bye!" Jason yelled as he grabbed Mandy's hand and hurried outside.
"Well, that was interesting. Let's go find Mike and the others before they have the national army out looking for me." Billie said, grinning while getting up. I giggled and followed him out the door. We were walking towards the porn shop where we had last saw them, assuming Tré would still be in there. We were about a block away when we heard frantic shouts coming from behind us.
"BILLIE JOE! BILLIE!" It was Mike. He was running towards us, looking like he was worried about Billie Joe but pissed off at him just the same. "Man, where the fuck were you?!"
"I saw Jason and went to catch up with him."
"You couldn't say anything? You had us worried sick! Rayne thought Araxie chased you away and was trying to rape you or something!" He said, holding back a grin as he stared at me.
"You mean her?" He asked, pointing to me. "No, she would never do that." He said, laughing. No, I would never do something like that. Only on those special days that end in 'y'. "Where're the other two?"
"We left Tré at that shop and I'm not sure where Rayne went."
"Great."
"Yeah, let's go get Tré and we'll find her."
"Just look for flashing lights and listen for sirens, you'll find her." I said, trying not to laugh. I was serious though. That girl could get herself in so much trouble in ten minutes it's not even funny. Billie and Mike just laughed and started towards the shop where we left Tré. Mike and I waited outside while Billie ran in to find him. About five minutes later, Billie came out; no Tré.
"Dude, where's Tré?" Mike asked, a confused look plastered on is face.
"I can't get him out. I tried dragging him out but he's stronger than me and he kicked me in the shin. Fuckin' hurts."
"That little fuck. I knew we should have never let him go in there. He's never gonna come out now. Great. You two go look for Rayne and I'll get this dumbass out of here. Meet me back at the hotel."
"Sure. See you." Billie shrugged. He grabbed my hand and dragged me behind him as he headed towards a shopping center.
"What are we going here for?"
"Looking for Rayne. She's a girl. She'd be around all the stores, right?"
"No way. She'd be behind them getting herself in trouble. If she was in one, there'd be people running out, screaming bloody murder by now."
"Ha-ha, I see. So, where do we look?"
"No idea. I say we just go back to the hotel. She can find her own way back."
"You think that's alright? Leaving her out her by herself. We're responsible for you two while you're on tour with us and if anything happened to her, we'd be in deep shit."
"She's fine. Let's just go back."
"Fine. I just hope you're right... for her sake." We walked back to the hotel. It was a bout 5 miles away so we were exhausted. Mike and Tré were already there, watching T.V.
"What took ya? We've been here for about twenty minutes, now. Where's Rayne?" Mike asked, standing up.
"We walked like fifty miles to get back here!" Billie said, collapsing on the couch.
"Why didn't you just wave down a cab? Stupid."
"Well, we didn't think we were too far from the hotel so we just decided to walk. We kept thinking about waving down a cab but we figured that we were right around the corner and didn't know it and as soon as we got in the cab and told the driver where to go, he'd just drive like half a mile and drop us off. It would be really stupid. So we just kept walking. And now all I wanna do is sleep."
"God you're so stupid sometimes. I'd swear you been takin' lessons from genius, over here. So, where's Rayne?"
"Well, we didn't really look. Araxie said that she'd be fine and she could find her way back here on her own."
"Okay, now I'm sure you've been taking lessons from Tré. What's her cell phone number?" Mike asked, taking out his cell phone to call her. DUH! I keep forgetting she has a cell phone. Billie could have just called her and told her where we were and she could have met us somewhere. Maybe Tré's stupidity was rubbing off on us. "Well? What is it?"
"Oh, hold on. I have it in my pocket." I said, digging through my pockets to find the piece of paper I had her number scribbled on. I handed it to him and he called.
"Hey Rayne, it's Mike. Where are you? We found Araxie and Billie and we're back at the hotel. What? Okay, just get a taxi back here, then. Bye." He said as he hung up.
"She's just been walking around. Said she didn't even bother looking for either of you. I swear you people have no brains. She'll be back here soon. We have to be at the arena in two hours so, Tré, you go take a shower and we'll meet you there."
"How come you get to be in charge?" Billie asked, staring at Mike.
"'Cause I'm taller than you, pretty boy." Mike said as he stood over Billie Joe, snickering.
"Right... "
"Well, c'mon! Oh, if you girls want to come watch us from backstage, you can. Just get ready and you can ride over with genius over there if he ever gets ready."
"Yes, I am a genius, thank you!" I walked in just as Tré said that.
"Who's a genius?" I asked, closing the door behind me.
"ME!" Tré yelled, jumping up and down. And I thought Mike had too much coffee.
"Hey, where're you guys going?"
"We have to go down to the arena to set up again. If you want, you can catch a ride down there later when Tré leaves." Mike said as he hurried out the door. "Bye!"
"Okay, then. I need to go shopping. I saw a few shops right down the road I wanted to go to before the concert. I need clothes."
"Well I gotta get ready so you go and I'll call you about twenty minutes before I leave."
"Sure, here's my cell number." I said as I wrote it down on a piece of scrap paper that was on the coffee table. "Araxie, c'mon!"
"What? Why do I gotta go!?"
"'Cause I said so. Now, c'mon!" I said, dragging her out the door. "Bye Tré!" I waved and shut the door as I made my way towards the elevators. There were only two flights of stairs but I liked all the buttons.
"Would you stop pushing buttons? You're such an ass."
"Am not!"
"You're right. You're a donkey!"
"Fuck you!"
"B-"
"I know, I know. 'Billie can!' You're so predictable."
"Fucktard."
"Bitch."
"Whore!"
"Skank!"
"Hoe!"
"Son of a fu-" I started to say as the elevator doors slid open. "C'mon. The store's right around the corner!" I yelled as I grabbed Araxie's arm and ran around the corner towards a small shopping center. "Dude, let go! I can fucking walk on my own!"
"This from the girl who falls off the floor almost every night?"
"Ha-ha, yeah. It's not night. I can walk! See?!" She said as she attempted to walk a straight line. "Well, I can't walk straight but I can still walk!"
"Whatever, let's go!"
We went to about three stores and I bought a new pair of jeans that had tons of chains on them and I bought a pair for Araxie, too. I got a shirt made that was black with red lettering and said "Who the fuck is Tré Cool?" on it. As we were heading out of the last store, my cell phone started vibrating in my pocket. I took it out and checked the caller ID.
