My encounter with Green Day, chapter 10
*Narrative POV*
Billie Joe sighed and walked out of the room.
"Nice going dickweed, she was hot." Jakob said, elbowing Joey.
"Don't complement dad's whores." He said walking up the stairs.
Trista walked down the street and realized she didn't have a clue where any hotels were. Sighing, she continued on her way until she found a cheap hotel. "God, forbid it would look this bad inside."
Joey walked silently up to his room. He thought about what his younger brother had just said. She was kind of hot, But she was making out with his dad! It was wrong. He shook his head but couldn't get the thought out of it. She was just different for some reason. Not to mention she was his age, a little older but what ever. He lied in bed thinking about it until he heard his dad's voice call him from down stairs.
Billie stood at the bottom of the stairs, waiting for his oldest son. When he appeared at the top he motioned for him to come down.
"What do you want?" The boy asked, slowly making his way down.
"I wanted to apologize. I guess you have a lot to be mad about, but I need you to know, that I love her and will no matter what anyone thinks. And I would like you to apologize to her tomorrow because, she was looking forward to meeting you and you made her think you were a little asshole."
"Dad, she is only two years older than me. Two years. It's really weird for me."
"I know but you'll get used to it. Now, after the concert tomorrow, her and her band are coming over with the guys to have a celebration. Please, keep your words to yourself. If you do I might even give you a treat, if you don't tell your mom." He winked. Joey smiled and nodded to his dad. "Sure. I'll try my best."
The next day every one was in a rush to get ready and by seven that evening The problem children were starting their opening cords.
By the end of the night everyone was driven and full of adrenaline. "That was sweet." Trista laughed.
"Yeah, It was so fun and the crowd was awesome." Pam agreed.
"Okay, everyone, get ready to go party!" Tre laughed.
Everyone got into some ones car and fifteen minutes later the group was at Billie's opening up the first beer of the night. Joey came down and Billie saw him enter the room. "Joey come here. Tris, Joey wants to say something."
"Yeah, um. Hey, I'm sorry about what I said yesterday. I wasn't in a good mood."
Trista smiled, "Thanks."
Billie smiled at Joey and nodded towards the alcohol on the table
Billie Joe sighed and walked out of the room.
"Nice going dickweed, she was hot." Jakob said, elbowing Joey.
"Don't complement dad's whores." He said walking up the stairs.
Trista walked down the street and realized she didn't have a clue where any hotels were. Sighing, she continued on her way until she found a cheap hotel. "God, forbid it would look this bad inside."
Joey walked silently up to his room. He thought about what his younger brother had just said. She was kind of hot, But she was making out with his dad! It was wrong. He shook his head but couldn't get the thought out of it. She was just different for some reason. Not to mention she was his age, a little older but what ever. He lied in bed thinking about it until he heard his dad's voice call him from down stairs.
Billie stood at the bottom of the stairs, waiting for his oldest son. When he appeared at the top he motioned for him to come down.
"What do you want?" The boy asked, slowly making his way down.
"I wanted to apologize. I guess you have a lot to be mad about, but I need you to know, that I love her and will no matter what anyone thinks. And I would like you to apologize to her tomorrow because, she was looking forward to meeting you and you made her think you were a little asshole."
"Dad, she is only two years older than me. Two years. It's really weird for me."
"I know but you'll get used to it. Now, after the concert tomorrow, her and her band are coming over with the guys to have a celebration. Please, keep your words to yourself. If you do I might even give you a treat, if you don't tell your mom." He winked. Joey smiled and nodded to his dad. "Sure. I'll try my best."
The next day every one was in a rush to get ready and by seven that evening The problem children were starting their opening cords.
By the end of the night everyone was driven and full of adrenaline. "That was sweet." Trista laughed.
"Yeah, It was so fun and the crowd was awesome." Pam agreed.
"Okay, everyone, get ready to go party!" Tre laughed.
Everyone got into some ones car and fifteen minutes later the group was at Billie's opening up the first beer of the night. Joey came down and Billie saw him enter the room. "Joey come here. Tris, Joey wants to say something."
"Yeah, um. Hey, I'm sorry about what I said yesterday. I wasn't in a good mood."
Trista smiled, "Thanks."
Billie smiled at Joey and nodded towards the alcohol on the table
