'93, chapter 1
Tre was already halfway drunk before they even got on stage and he didn’t look like he had sobered up in the meantime. In one quick movement he had splashed his Guinness in his own face.
“Yeah! Now that’s how I like me pint, lads!� he said in a fake Irish accent.
“Tre, you’re such a weirdo! How the hell did you get that name anyway? You weren’t like born with it were you?�
“No, no, off course not! I was uhm, I was in the uhm, waddaya call it? The witness protection program! Yeah, that’s it! I saw this guy getting wacked and then I got this new identity and stuff. So that’s how I got the cool name that I have. And stuff.�
Partially because of the beer she had just chugged and partially because of the original answer Tre Cool had just gave her, Amanda didn’t even notice how much bullshit he was talking.
“Wow, that’s so cool! I mean, it’s not that cool the guy got killed and all, but you know, whatever.�
Just as she smiled broadly at him, Tre couldn’t control himself any longer. He sort of reached for her face, but missed it, and all that he tried to pull closer to his own was empty space. Amanda laughed and pulled his face closer instead, running her hands through his hair as he kissed her hungrily. She leaned in more and shifted onto his lap. They made out for a couple of minutes more before Mike told them to ‘get a room’.
“I think that’s a really good idea, Mike. So where are whe staying?�
“You completely missed it, didn’t you?� Mike looked at Tre with a quasi disappointed look in his eyes.
“Greg here was just telling us we could stay at his house for the night,� Billie Joe had now mixed himself into the conversation as well, and patted Greg, a young grungy looking guy with glasses, on the back. Greg’s response was but an angry look which made Billie Joe wince.
“I got only three extra beds so one of you is going to sleep on the floor,� Greg announced unwieldy.
Amanda, currently busy staring in Tre’s eyes, said that Tre could crash at her place if he wanted to.
“Yeah, that’d be great,�
Once again, they began making out while the rest of company enjoyed their beer in the almost empty pub. Except for Billie Joe and his long time girlfriend Adrienne, Tre and his new found date, Mike, Greg and some more fans who were at the concert, the place was completely deserted.
“Bartender! Drinks all around! Put it on my tab goddamnit!� Billie Joe already started slurring a bit, thinking to himself he maybe had a little too much to drink already.
“Under what name may your tab be, sir?�
“It’s asshole, and you’d better not wear it out!� He cracked the hole table up with his preposterous movements, except off course for Tre and Amanda, who where still busy exploring each others mouth.
“I see. I’ll just get you the bill at the end of the evening.�
When Billie Joe wasn’t looking, Adrienne signalled to the bartender, lip-syncing him to serve one beer less.
When the bartender served the pints, Adrienne distracted Billie Joe with a kiss. Once she released him, he went in search of his dark coloured beer.
“What the hell! Where’s my beer!�
“Don’t you remember? You told me you didn’t want any.� Said Adrienne, keeping up an innocent look on her face.
“Really? Did I say that?�
Adrienne told him to trust her, and then he finally rested his case, as well as his head on her shoulder, while maintaining a confused look on his face.
Now that Tre and Amanda had lain of each other for a while, they where whispering as if they where conspiring a plot together.
“So, uhm, me and Mandy are gonna split now. We’ve got some catching up to do and shit. So I’ll meet you guys at the van tomorrow, say around noon?�
“Catching up, eh? It’s that how you kids call it these days?�
“Yes grandpa, it is,� Tre said, mocking Mike, who made the comment. “Now, do we have a deal or what?�
Mike said it was okay, speaking for the rest of the gang. He continued telling them be careful, use protection, not to talk to strange men and not to do anything he wouldn’t do.
“Whatever Mike. Fucking hippie.�
He grabbed Amanda by the hand, dragging her towards the door.
“Bye guys! Mike, Billie Joe. Oh and Adrienne, it was really nice to meet you. I hope I see you again sometimes.� Amanda said hastily as Tre dragged her along.
“Yeah! Now that’s how I like me pint, lads!� he said in a fake Irish accent.
“Tre, you’re such a weirdo! How the hell did you get that name anyway? You weren’t like born with it were you?�
“No, no, off course not! I was uhm, I was in the uhm, waddaya call it? The witness protection program! Yeah, that’s it! I saw this guy getting wacked and then I got this new identity and stuff. So that’s how I got the cool name that I have. And stuff.�
Partially because of the beer she had just chugged and partially because of the original answer Tre Cool had just gave her, Amanda didn’t even notice how much bullshit he was talking.
“Wow, that’s so cool! I mean, it’s not that cool the guy got killed and all, but you know, whatever.�
Just as she smiled broadly at him, Tre couldn’t control himself any longer. He sort of reached for her face, but missed it, and all that he tried to pull closer to his own was empty space. Amanda laughed and pulled his face closer instead, running her hands through his hair as he kissed her hungrily. She leaned in more and shifted onto his lap. They made out for a couple of minutes more before Mike told them to ‘get a room’.
“I think that’s a really good idea, Mike. So where are whe staying?�
“You completely missed it, didn’t you?� Mike looked at Tre with a quasi disappointed look in his eyes.
“Greg here was just telling us we could stay at his house for the night,� Billie Joe had now mixed himself into the conversation as well, and patted Greg, a young grungy looking guy with glasses, on the back. Greg’s response was but an angry look which made Billie Joe wince.
“I got only three extra beds so one of you is going to sleep on the floor,� Greg announced unwieldy.
Amanda, currently busy staring in Tre’s eyes, said that Tre could crash at her place if he wanted to.
“Yeah, that’d be great,�
Once again, they began making out while the rest of company enjoyed their beer in the almost empty pub. Except for Billie Joe and his long time girlfriend Adrienne, Tre and his new found date, Mike, Greg and some more fans who were at the concert, the place was completely deserted.
“Bartender! Drinks all around! Put it on my tab goddamnit!� Billie Joe already started slurring a bit, thinking to himself he maybe had a little too much to drink already.
“Under what name may your tab be, sir?�
“It’s asshole, and you’d better not wear it out!� He cracked the hole table up with his preposterous movements, except off course for Tre and Amanda, who where still busy exploring each others mouth.
“I see. I’ll just get you the bill at the end of the evening.�
When Billie Joe wasn’t looking, Adrienne signalled to the bartender, lip-syncing him to serve one beer less.
When the bartender served the pints, Adrienne distracted Billie Joe with a kiss. Once she released him, he went in search of his dark coloured beer.
“What the hell! Where’s my beer!�
“Don’t you remember? You told me you didn’t want any.� Said Adrienne, keeping up an innocent look on her face.
“Really? Did I say that?�
Adrienne told him to trust her, and then he finally rested his case, as well as his head on her shoulder, while maintaining a confused look on his face.
Now that Tre and Amanda had lain of each other for a while, they where whispering as if they where conspiring a plot together.
“So, uhm, me and Mandy are gonna split now. We’ve got some catching up to do and shit. So I’ll meet you guys at the van tomorrow, say around noon?�
“Catching up, eh? It’s that how you kids call it these days?�
“Yes grandpa, it is,� Tre said, mocking Mike, who made the comment. “Now, do we have a deal or what?�
Mike said it was okay, speaking for the rest of the gang. He continued telling them be careful, use protection, not to talk to strange men and not to do anything he wouldn’t do.
“Whatever Mike. Fucking hippie.�
He grabbed Amanda by the hand, dragging her towards the door.
“Bye guys! Mike, Billie Joe. Oh and Adrienne, it was really nice to meet you. I hope I see you again sometimes.� Amanda said hastily as Tre dragged her along.
