My Lame Title (Exciting, eh?), chapter 6
"Here." Tre handed Crash a Joint, as they sat on the grass in Billie Joe's backyard, the sun rising, watching people finally leave the party.
"So... Can I... " Crash sighed in frustration, stubbing out her joint, finished with it.
She leaned over to him, kissing him softly. As she started to pull away, she felt a hand on the back of her neck pulling her closed. She gently pushed her down on the damp grass, kissing her harder and harder, more passionately each time. He slipped his tongue past her lips, and pulled back, smiling at her.
"I didn't know you had a tongue ring. You know, some guys say it makes for a better-" She stopped him, her mouth crashing with his again, him smiling a against her lips.
They continued this for quite some time. Crash broke away, resting her head against his chest, closing her eyes.
Tre woke up, to find him and Crash, lying in the middle of Billie Joe's backyard, sleeping. They were holding each other, her face tucked into his chest. He smiled, outing his face in her hair. She lifted her head, and smiled up at him.
"Good morning." She yawned.
"Morning." He smiled at her.
They both got up, heading toward the house. Crash shivered, wrapping her arms around herself. Tre looked over at her, and pretended to yawn, then placed his arm across her shoulder. Crash chuckled, opening the back door, to find a few various unconscious bodies lying on the floor, most of them drooling.
"Must have been fun, eh?" Crash asked, looking up at Tre.
"I know I had fun." He said leading her over to the couch.
"So did I." She sat down next to him, and they watched TV for a while, before they saw Billie Joe come into the living room, rubbing his eyes. He scratched his naked chest.
"Why hello there you two. Saw you guys out back this morning." He said, winking at Crash.
He left the room, a mischievous look on his face, and came back, seconds later with a bowl full of ice. He walked around the room, dropping ice down various shirts and pants. One by on people woke up, a wild look on their face, jumping up.
When they realized they weren't at their own house, and there were people watching them, they tried to act nonchalant about the whole thing, thanking Billie Joe politely, and leaving.
Crash giggled into her hand. She sat sideways on the couch, lying down so her head was in Tre's lap.
"You know, if you just flipped over... " Tre demonstrated with his hand, flipping it over, a mischievous grin on his face.
She grinned at him, then pretended to think about it. She shrugged.
"Maybe." His eyes widened, and he looked up at Billie, and he grinned.
"What about me!" He asked.
Tre and Crash sat in lunch detention, again, her sitting behind him.
"Hey, can I borrow a piece of paper?" Tre whispered to Crash.
"Sure." She rummaged in her backpack and took out a notebook, opening it to a fresh page, and passed it to him.
"Thanks." He took it and began drawing on it, covering it up with his arm.
"What are you drawing?" She leaned over from behind him, so her cheek was almost against his, trying to peek, but he covered it up with both of his arms.
"You'll see... Uh, you'll see in a sec." His heartbeat slowed as she sat back in her seat, waiting.
"You know I'm not a patient person." She said, narrowing her eyes at the back of his head.
He smiled.
A few minutes later, he folded up his drawing, tossing it over his shoulder so it landed squarely on her desk. She picked it up, and unfolded it. Smoothing it out on her desk, she looked at it and realized it was a little comic. There where two people, a girl, and a guy, and the guy was asking the girl to be his girlfriend. How sweet. She smiled, drawing as little comic of her own, and passed it up to him. He opened it, grinning like a fool now, and started to draw, once again, another little comic. This time, it was the guy doing a little victory dance. He passed it back to her, and she had to stifle her giggles as she tucked it in to her pocket
"You two may go now." The teacher dismissed them, and they gathered their stuff, walking out of the classroom.
Crash snuck a glance at Tre, and grinned at him, and he grinned back.
"Hey! We're back!" Crash sat down at the table that held Billie, Mike, and Melissa. And Melissa and Billie were quite close.
"What did you guys do to get detention anyway?" Mike asked, taking a bite of his salad.
"All I did was throw... " She coughed a bit, stealing a leaf of lettuce from Mike's salad. "Spit wads at her. Tre defended me, saying I didn't. She didn't believe us." She shook her head, frowning.
"I'll be back. Gonna go get a soda. Melissa... Come with me." She pulled Melissa up, and saw Billie and her hand become unlinked, and she hooked her arm with Melissa's.
"So, Billie, eh?" She raised her eyebrows.
"Yeah... " She bit her lip, grinning, blushing a little.
They reached the soda machine, and Crash pulled a dollar bill out of her back pocket, including a piece of folded up paper.
"Read this." She gave the paper to Melissa, who took it.
Crash shoved her dollar in the machine, and it rejected it.
"You... " She tried again. "Mother fucking... " She tried again, but it still rejected it. "Piece of... " She tried again, and this time it accepted it. "Oh, I love you, Georgie." She said, pushing a button, and a soda came crashing down.
"Crash!" Melissa squealed.
"What?" She unscrewed the cap, taking a sip.
"You and Tre!" Crash grinned.
"I know! Me and Tre, Melissa! Me and Tre!" She jumped up a few times, before they started walking back to the table.
"Hello boys... " Crash said, sitting down at the table.
"Hello." Tre slipped his arm discreetly around her waist, tucking his hand in her front pocket.
Crash smiled at him, offering her soda, and he took a sip, handing it back to her. She looked at Billie Joe and Mike, and Mike raised his eyebrows, looking from her to Tre, and she nodded slightly, and they both smiled a bit.
"Oh! Hey Mike! This chick, my friend, her name is Jess... Ica. Jessica, everyone calls her Jess. Anyway, she's coming to my house after school, you all should come too." She nodded, smiling.
"Why was that pointed at me though?" Mike asked, wincing a bit.
"Because! I know, I know, I know you guys will like each other. I'm good with these things. I can read people like a book! Ask Melissa!" Crash said excitedly.
"Yeah, she can... Really annoying by the way." Melissa nodded, frowning at Crash, then narrowing her eyes at her, and Crash did the same to her, before they started laughing. The guys shook their head, all thinking the same thing... Girls...
"So... Can I... " Crash sighed in frustration, stubbing out her joint, finished with it.
She leaned over to him, kissing him softly. As she started to pull away, she felt a hand on the back of her neck pulling her closed. She gently pushed her down on the damp grass, kissing her harder and harder, more passionately each time. He slipped his tongue past her lips, and pulled back, smiling at her.
"I didn't know you had a tongue ring. You know, some guys say it makes for a better-" She stopped him, her mouth crashing with his again, him smiling a against her lips.
They continued this for quite some time. Crash broke away, resting her head against his chest, closing her eyes.
Tre woke up, to find him and Crash, lying in the middle of Billie Joe's backyard, sleeping. They were holding each other, her face tucked into his chest. He smiled, outing his face in her hair. She lifted her head, and smiled up at him.
"Good morning." She yawned.
"Morning." He smiled at her.
They both got up, heading toward the house. Crash shivered, wrapping her arms around herself. Tre looked over at her, and pretended to yawn, then placed his arm across her shoulder. Crash chuckled, opening the back door, to find a few various unconscious bodies lying on the floor, most of them drooling.
"Must have been fun, eh?" Crash asked, looking up at Tre.
"I know I had fun." He said leading her over to the couch.
"So did I." She sat down next to him, and they watched TV for a while, before they saw Billie Joe come into the living room, rubbing his eyes. He scratched his naked chest.
"Why hello there you two. Saw you guys out back this morning." He said, winking at Crash.
He left the room, a mischievous look on his face, and came back, seconds later with a bowl full of ice. He walked around the room, dropping ice down various shirts and pants. One by on people woke up, a wild look on their face, jumping up.
When they realized they weren't at their own house, and there were people watching them, they tried to act nonchalant about the whole thing, thanking Billie Joe politely, and leaving.
Crash giggled into her hand. She sat sideways on the couch, lying down so her head was in Tre's lap.
"You know, if you just flipped over... " Tre demonstrated with his hand, flipping it over, a mischievous grin on his face.
She grinned at him, then pretended to think about it. She shrugged.
"Maybe." His eyes widened, and he looked up at Billie, and he grinned.
"What about me!" He asked.
Tre and Crash sat in lunch detention, again, her sitting behind him.
"Hey, can I borrow a piece of paper?" Tre whispered to Crash.
"Sure." She rummaged in her backpack and took out a notebook, opening it to a fresh page, and passed it to him.
"Thanks." He took it and began drawing on it, covering it up with his arm.
"What are you drawing?" She leaned over from behind him, so her cheek was almost against his, trying to peek, but he covered it up with both of his arms.
"You'll see... Uh, you'll see in a sec." His heartbeat slowed as she sat back in her seat, waiting.
"You know I'm not a patient person." She said, narrowing her eyes at the back of his head.
He smiled.
A few minutes later, he folded up his drawing, tossing it over his shoulder so it landed squarely on her desk. She picked it up, and unfolded it. Smoothing it out on her desk, she looked at it and realized it was a little comic. There where two people, a girl, and a guy, and the guy was asking the girl to be his girlfriend. How sweet. She smiled, drawing as little comic of her own, and passed it up to him. He opened it, grinning like a fool now, and started to draw, once again, another little comic. This time, it was the guy doing a little victory dance. He passed it back to her, and she had to stifle her giggles as she tucked it in to her pocket
"You two may go now." The teacher dismissed them, and they gathered their stuff, walking out of the classroom.
Crash snuck a glance at Tre, and grinned at him, and he grinned back.
"Hey! We're back!" Crash sat down at the table that held Billie, Mike, and Melissa. And Melissa and Billie were quite close.
"What did you guys do to get detention anyway?" Mike asked, taking a bite of his salad.
"All I did was throw... " She coughed a bit, stealing a leaf of lettuce from Mike's salad. "Spit wads at her. Tre defended me, saying I didn't. She didn't believe us." She shook her head, frowning.
"I'll be back. Gonna go get a soda. Melissa... Come with me." She pulled Melissa up, and saw Billie and her hand become unlinked, and she hooked her arm with Melissa's.
"So, Billie, eh?" She raised her eyebrows.
"Yeah... " She bit her lip, grinning, blushing a little.
They reached the soda machine, and Crash pulled a dollar bill out of her back pocket, including a piece of folded up paper.
"Read this." She gave the paper to Melissa, who took it.
Crash shoved her dollar in the machine, and it rejected it.
"You... " She tried again. "Mother fucking... " She tried again, but it still rejected it. "Piece of... " She tried again, and this time it accepted it. "Oh, I love you, Georgie." She said, pushing a button, and a soda came crashing down.
"Crash!" Melissa squealed.
"What?" She unscrewed the cap, taking a sip.
"You and Tre!" Crash grinned.
"I know! Me and Tre, Melissa! Me and Tre!" She jumped up a few times, before they started walking back to the table.
"Hello boys... " Crash said, sitting down at the table.
"Hello." Tre slipped his arm discreetly around her waist, tucking his hand in her front pocket.
Crash smiled at him, offering her soda, and he took a sip, handing it back to her. She looked at Billie Joe and Mike, and Mike raised his eyebrows, looking from her to Tre, and she nodded slightly, and they both smiled a bit.
"Oh! Hey Mike! This chick, my friend, her name is Jess... Ica. Jessica, everyone calls her Jess. Anyway, she's coming to my house after school, you all should come too." She nodded, smiling.
"Why was that pointed at me though?" Mike asked, wincing a bit.
"Because! I know, I know, I know you guys will like each other. I'm good with these things. I can read people like a book! Ask Melissa!" Crash said excitedly.
"Yeah, she can... Really annoying by the way." Melissa nodded, frowning at Crash, then narrowing her eyes at her, and Crash did the same to her, before they started laughing. The guys shook their head, all thinking the same thing... Girls...
