Who's the Boss?, chapter 1
*Mike's POV*
"Billie Joe. Have you seen drummer boy?" I said as I poured myself some coffee. "Nope. The last time I seen him was last night at the bar," he said as he looked down at the paper. "Wait. What's this?" he said. I ran over behind him and looked at the paper and read the headline aloud, "Crazy drunk maniac eggs White House." Then we started to laugh. We stopped laughing instantly and looked at each other and said, "TRE!" We ran out the door in our boxers and t-shirts. We got in the car, turned it on and floored it. We got to the police station and there was Tre sitting down in hand cuffs. "Can I help you?" a police man said from behind the main desk. "Yes. We're here to pick the crazy one here." Billie Joe said pointing at Tre. "Oh. Are you family or close friends?" "We're close friends. He his our drummer. And has been for the past 15 years." "Wait. I knew he looked familiar. You're Green Day. The band millions of kids love and adore." "Yeah. But people love Billie Joe because he is 'so cute' and 'so hot' and 'so talented'. No one ever respects the drummers." Tre said as he sunk in his chair and pouted a little.
The a few minutes later, a boy around 17 or 18 came in with another police officer. "Let me go god dammit! Let me go!" he said while struggling to break loose. A young girl around 14 maybe 15 came in really upset. "Who are you? And people say I'm crazy," Tre said as he started making spit bubbles and laughing when he did. Then the girl answered, "That's my older 18-year-brother. He got arrested because he tryed to freakin' rob a damn bank. I should have let them take him because he deserves it but he's my stupid goof ball brother and he can keep you laughing." "How old are you?" I asked her. "14. I'll be 15 in two days." "Ciarra, you got your cell right?" "Yes Dana. I got my cell phone." "Call --" he started to say but quit. "Call who? Call who?" Tre said still making spit bubbles. "He was gonna say 'call mom' but our mom is in Florida. Me, him, our older brother Danny and our dad are in Washington for vacation. But I don't want to be here. I don't get along with my dad. Ever." Then I called up Danny. "Danny? Hey. Yea this is Ciarra. Well, can you come to the police station? Dana got arrested for trying to rob a bank. Alright. See you in a few. Bye." "Why did you call Danny?" "Because dad would have bitched and gripped about this and say that he payed so much damn money to bail you out." "Good point."
A few minutes later a man around 29 or 30 came in and payed $150. 00 to bail the other dude out. "Dana, you gotta stop this," he said as he put him in a headlock. He broke loose and for no reason what-so-ever chased Ciarra out of the station. Then she came back and bailed Tre out. We all then looked at her like she was crazy. "What? Someone's gotta have respect the drummers." Then Tre said, "Thank you. See, at least somebody loves me," as he stuck his tongue out at Billie Joe. She started to walking out the door then stopped. "Mike, you so totally rock dude!" Then she grinned. I grinned back and then she left.
*My POV*
"Dana! You'll never catch me! Ha ha ha!" I said as he was chasing me. "Yes I will!" he said as he started gaining on me. I ran into a mall and he chased in after me. We weren't pating that much attention where we were going and I bumped into someone carrying a large box. It flew up in the air and I caught it. I then realized that the person was Australian. So I said in an Australian accent, "Sorry 'bout that mate. Wasn't payin' that much attention." Then walked off.
"Billie Joe. Have you seen drummer boy?" I said as I poured myself some coffee. "Nope. The last time I seen him was last night at the bar," he said as he looked down at the paper. "Wait. What's this?" he said. I ran over behind him and looked at the paper and read the headline aloud, "Crazy drunk maniac eggs White House." Then we started to laugh. We stopped laughing instantly and looked at each other and said, "TRE!" We ran out the door in our boxers and t-shirts. We got in the car, turned it on and floored it. We got to the police station and there was Tre sitting down in hand cuffs. "Can I help you?" a police man said from behind the main desk. "Yes. We're here to pick the crazy one here." Billie Joe said pointing at Tre. "Oh. Are you family or close friends?" "We're close friends. He his our drummer. And has been for the past 15 years." "Wait. I knew he looked familiar. You're Green Day. The band millions of kids love and adore." "Yeah. But people love Billie Joe because he is 'so cute' and 'so hot' and 'so talented'. No one ever respects the drummers." Tre said as he sunk in his chair and pouted a little.
The a few minutes later, a boy around 17 or 18 came in with another police officer. "Let me go god dammit! Let me go!" he said while struggling to break loose. A young girl around 14 maybe 15 came in really upset. "Who are you? And people say I'm crazy," Tre said as he started making spit bubbles and laughing when he did. Then the girl answered, "That's my older 18-year-brother. He got arrested because he tryed to freakin' rob a damn bank. I should have let them take him because he deserves it but he's my stupid goof ball brother and he can keep you laughing." "How old are you?" I asked her. "14. I'll be 15 in two days." "Ciarra, you got your cell right?" "Yes Dana. I got my cell phone." "Call --" he started to say but quit. "Call who? Call who?" Tre said still making spit bubbles. "He was gonna say 'call mom' but our mom is in Florida. Me, him, our older brother Danny and our dad are in Washington for vacation. But I don't want to be here. I don't get along with my dad. Ever." Then I called up Danny. "Danny? Hey. Yea this is Ciarra. Well, can you come to the police station? Dana got arrested for trying to rob a bank. Alright. See you in a few. Bye." "Why did you call Danny?" "Because dad would have bitched and gripped about this and say that he payed so much damn money to bail you out." "Good point."
A few minutes later a man around 29 or 30 came in and payed $150. 00 to bail the other dude out. "Dana, you gotta stop this," he said as he put him in a headlock. He broke loose and for no reason what-so-ever chased Ciarra out of the station. Then she came back and bailed Tre out. We all then looked at her like she was crazy. "What? Someone's gotta have respect the drummers." Then Tre said, "Thank you. See, at least somebody loves me," as he stuck his tongue out at Billie Joe. She started to walking out the door then stopped. "Mike, you so totally rock dude!" Then she grinned. I grinned back and then she left.
*My POV*
"Dana! You'll never catch me! Ha ha ha!" I said as he was chasing me. "Yes I will!" he said as he started gaining on me. I ran into a mall and he chased in after me. We weren't pating that much attention where we were going and I bumped into someone carrying a large box. It flew up in the air and I caught it. I then realized that the person was Australian. So I said in an Australian accent, "Sorry 'bout that mate. Wasn't payin' that much attention." Then walked off.
