Violence of Summer, chapter 2
It wasn't until midnight that Billie and Mike finally got home. Mike went straight into his bedroom not even bothering to take off his clothes as he slumped into bed falling asleep in less than five minutes.
Billie made his way up the stair-case with heavy feet still chuckling at the night's events. Once they had finally eaten what they ordered all five of the friends ended up getting chucked out anyway because of the noise and mess they were making. Then Tre managed to woo some chick behind a wal-mart counter to sell him some alcohol and they all went down to the beach and got pretty much piss-ass drunk. Billie groaned turning the handle on his door knob suddenly remembering he had an English paper that was due in tomorrow...
What am I worrying about anyway... I'll just make up a good excuse... I'm never gonna use English... I don't need Shakespeare to help me play guitar and sing thank-you-very-much... and that was the last thing Billie thought about before he drifted off into dream land.
***
She could feel something tickling her nose as she wiped away what ever it was realizing she had just put something sticky on the tip of her nose. Sid opened her eyes to see Charlie sat next to her giggling with a tube of toothpaste and a feather in her hand. She frowned sitting up getting a glimpse of herself in the mirror opposite the bed that showed her face with blotches of toothpaste in random places.
"Charlie you jerk!"
Charlie just laughed throwing the toothpaste on the bed spinning around in Sid's new swivel chair stretching her legs out in front her attempting to re-do her pink laces up on her favorite silver converses.
"Come on it's a Saturday me and you are gonna go watch the boys play then Tre's taking me to Dairy Queen." Charlie said as she watched Sid try and wipe the toothpaste off her forehead with a cleansing wipe.
Sid frowned at Charlie in the mirror watching her re-arrange her high held pony tail.
"What like as in a date?" Sid asked.
Charlie snorted running her fingers through her side fringe raising an eyebrow at Sid. "Me and Tre on a date? Are you serious?" she laughed standing up, straightening out her skirt before jumping onto the bed.
"Oh god you two are so in denial."
"Get over yourself." Charlie mumbled.
"You're the one who needs to get over themselves Chaz. So why's he taking you to dairy queen?"
"He owes me an ice cream. Anyone I want." Charlie said smugly.
"Oh yeah?" Sid smiled going over to her wardrobe picking out a pair of random jeans. "Why's that?" she asked while looking for a t-shirt.
"Because I dared him to eat the spiciest chilly at Taco Bell the other night and he ended up spitting it out so he owes me a Dairy Queen."
"Riggghhht... So are you gonna get it on, on the way back or on the way there?"
"Me and Tre have been alone loads of times before you know and we've never got it on... And we never will so quit it out."
"You told me yourself you had something for him." Sid said throwing a white tank top on to her bed going over to her sock draw.
"Yeah but... " Charlie paused. "That was ages ago."
"It was only a month ago."
"I was drunk." Charlie shot back.
"Excuses." Sid said quickly. "Anyway he's told me how he feels about you."
"Really?" Charlie said suddenly. "What did he say?" she asked anxiously.
Sid giggled taking off her pajama top going over to the bed picking up her white tank top as she slipped it on. "That you were cute."
Charlie scowled at Sid dangling her legs over the side of the bed. "Is that it?"
"No." Sid laughed. "Come on Charlie it's Tre you should know what he'd say about someone if he thought they were hot."
"What did that dirty bastard say about me?" Charlie pleaded.
"I didn't write it down. He just said he thinks you're a hot shit and he couldn't wait to make you scream out his name while he fucked you hard."
Charlie sighed rolling her eyes. "Yeah that's why I hate the fucking asshole."
"Shut up! You so feel special right now."
"Whatever butt head just get your fat ass ready and let's get out of here, I can't stand you anymore."
Sid laughed chucking her pajama top at Charlie turning around shaking her ass from side to side.
***
The phone rang a couple of times before Mike finally decided to roll over and pick it up. He squinted for the button pressing it to receive the call putting the phone to his ear slowly.
"Yup... " he slurred.
"MICHEAL!" Charlie shouted making Mike groan loudly down the phone.
"What the fuck!" he shouted back.
"Are you stoned?" Charlie asked.
"Uuuh... I think sooo... "
"Well.... Get yourself un-stoned dude! I'm having the coolest Halloween party at my place tonight in like... Three hours! My parents have gone for the weekend how fuckin' A is that!? So bring your own booze okay whatever you can get Tre's taking me down to the store to get some shit so... Tell Billie." She hung up before Mike could even answer her as he put the phone down on the table closing his eyes tightly trying to absorb what Charlie had just said to him.
Halloween party... Three hours... Fuckin' A... Booze... Tre... Store... Shit... Billie...
"Who was it?" Billie asked Mike looking up at him from the floor.
"Charlie." Mike said simply.
"What'd she say?"
"Halloween party. Booze. Three hours."
Billie looked at Mike for a long time then started giggling un-controllably. After a while he stopped then nodded his head forgetting what he was even giggling about.
"Cool."
***
In for an evening, of light entertainment, and who would believe you, could worry the neighbors? - Playing with Uranium - Duran Duran
"I am SO telling mom and dad about this!"
"Go ahead fuckwit! I'll tell them how you got suspended from school, hid the note, then forged their signatures on it!"
Charlie's little brother Ben stomped his foot on the floor frustratedly pouting out his older sister as she laughed grabbing him by the shoulders leading him through the kitchen where topless girls were raiding through the fridge and a number of random guys were throwing beer at each other. Some of the people out front of the house were he'sitant to come in... After all, the entire house was filled mostly with punks from around the area, guys with outrageous hair, lots of peircing's... You know...
"Now listen Ben... I'm the older one here, so I decide what happens when Mom and Dad are away. And I decided there was to be a party... With my friends."
"95% of the people that are here you don't know!" Ben argued turning to look at his sister. "They just decided to come in here and use this-"
Charlie interrupted him from talking any further by putting a finger over her brother's lips to shush him.
"Don't give me no lip child." Charlie said reciting the lyrics from the Sex Pistols song. "Now go along and do some trick or treating with your friends."
"Fuck no." Ben said pushing Charlie's hands off his shoulders. "I'm staying here for the party." he smiled.
"Ben." Charlie said sternly. "If you go off drinking too much don't you dare fucking comp-... Dude!" Charlie suddenly shouted behind Ben. "No throwing up in the pool man!" she sighed looking back to her little brother. "Don't drink too much, okay kiddo." She ruffled his hair as he pulled away scowling at her.
Just then Billie appeared. His attempted 'Mummie' costume falling off at places seeing as he had used flimsy toilet roll. Although he did look rather cool with his eyes colored in black. "Older siblings are a bitch huh?" Billie said to Ben pointing at Charlie with his hand that was holding a beer.
"Tell me about it." Ben said rolling his eyes. He stuck his tongue out Charlie before pulling his fangs out of his pocket placing them back in his mouth, making his way back into the loud house that was filled with horny teenagers, booze, loud music and... Well anything else you could imagine to be at a party like that.
"I gotta hand it to you Charlie. Bless you're fucking parents for having a big ass house!" Billie said loudly as another part of his costume ripped and a couple more bits of toilet roll fell off his body.
"Yeeah I guess. They didn't work for it though the lazy bastards. Mom just inherited loads of dosh from the big Pa."
Billie laughed handing Charlie his bottle of beer as she took a swig. "Where are the noble friends?" Charlie asked.
"Mike's in the bathroom having a shower with some cheerleader... Sid's in the other bathroom puking... And Tre is... I dunno... "
Suddenly they heard loud laughter erupt over the music coming from the living room as Billie and Charlie looked at each other suspiciously. Charlie laughed as they both ran through the French doors, through the kitchen and into the front room where they were both curious what was going on. They stopped as their mouths dropped to see a large crowd of giddy teenagers crowded around Tre who was juggling four dildo's dressed up as Beetle Juice.
"And that lady's and gentlemen... " Tre said as a dildo fell onto the floor. "I learnt at Clown College."
"Hey Tre what else d'you learn at clown college!?" Some guy shouted who had a large green Mohawk and too many peircing's for Charlie's like.
"How to loose a nut." Tre shrugged as Billie cracked up laughing holding onto the side of an easy chair.
"Where d'you get the dildo's your Mom's room?" Another guy shouted.
"How the hell did you know you dirty little prick!" Tre shouted back throwing a dildo at him as everyone laughed loudly.
"Oh god... " Charlie laughed shaking her head.
"HEY!" Mike shouted appearing next to Billie and Charlie. He was soaked with water and his lips were covered in red lipstick smudged all over his face. He straightened out his James Bond tux that already had buttons pulled off it and wasn't on too neatly.
"Mikey boy where ya been?"
"Orgies dude. It's a fucking orgasm as soon as you walk into that bathroom." Mike said picking up a half full cup from the table downing whatever was inside. "Hey would you look at that... " Mike said pointing at Tre who had now stopped hogging the crowd and was play fighting some dead looking punk.
"He's Beetle Juice... And you're whatever her name is in the film Charlie."
"Yeah." Billie said raising an eyebrow... Though you couldn't really see it was raised as he had colored his whole eyes in black. "Isn't that a coincidence?"
"Yeah whatever." Charlie said rolling her eyes. "Here you go again with you're "ooh Tre and Charlie should get a room façade." Give it a break me and Tre are never gonna get a room."
"Is that so!?" Tre said loudly making Charlie jump. He started fake crying loudly as Billie shrugged picking up another bottle of beer.
"Tough sub." He muttered before leaving the conversation to go chat up some hot chicks who were dressed as corpse Goths.
"Quit it out." Charlie said pushing Tre in the shoulder.
"I'm gonna go look for Sid and see if she's okay you guys... Last time I saw her... She was puking... "
Tre skewed his mouth to one side turning to look at Charlie pulling out his packet of cigarette's taking one out and lighting it.
Charlie scowled at him waving a hand in front of her face to get the smoke away.
"Come my bride." Tre said holding out an arm for her to take. "Let's do the grave yard dance."
Billie made his way up the stair-case with heavy feet still chuckling at the night's events. Once they had finally eaten what they ordered all five of the friends ended up getting chucked out anyway because of the noise and mess they were making. Then Tre managed to woo some chick behind a wal-mart counter to sell him some alcohol and they all went down to the beach and got pretty much piss-ass drunk. Billie groaned turning the handle on his door knob suddenly remembering he had an English paper that was due in tomorrow...
What am I worrying about anyway... I'll just make up a good excuse... I'm never gonna use English... I don't need Shakespeare to help me play guitar and sing thank-you-very-much... and that was the last thing Billie thought about before he drifted off into dream land.
***
She could feel something tickling her nose as she wiped away what ever it was realizing she had just put something sticky on the tip of her nose. Sid opened her eyes to see Charlie sat next to her giggling with a tube of toothpaste and a feather in her hand. She frowned sitting up getting a glimpse of herself in the mirror opposite the bed that showed her face with blotches of toothpaste in random places.
"Charlie you jerk!"
Charlie just laughed throwing the toothpaste on the bed spinning around in Sid's new swivel chair stretching her legs out in front her attempting to re-do her pink laces up on her favorite silver converses.
"Come on it's a Saturday me and you are gonna go watch the boys play then Tre's taking me to Dairy Queen." Charlie said as she watched Sid try and wipe the toothpaste off her forehead with a cleansing wipe.
Sid frowned at Charlie in the mirror watching her re-arrange her high held pony tail.
"What like as in a date?" Sid asked.
Charlie snorted running her fingers through her side fringe raising an eyebrow at Sid. "Me and Tre on a date? Are you serious?" she laughed standing up, straightening out her skirt before jumping onto the bed.
"Oh god you two are so in denial."
"Get over yourself." Charlie mumbled.
"You're the one who needs to get over themselves Chaz. So why's he taking you to dairy queen?"
"He owes me an ice cream. Anyone I want." Charlie said smugly.
"Oh yeah?" Sid smiled going over to her wardrobe picking out a pair of random jeans. "Why's that?" she asked while looking for a t-shirt.
"Because I dared him to eat the spiciest chilly at Taco Bell the other night and he ended up spitting it out so he owes me a Dairy Queen."
"Riggghhht... So are you gonna get it on, on the way back or on the way there?"
"Me and Tre have been alone loads of times before you know and we've never got it on... And we never will so quit it out."
"You told me yourself you had something for him." Sid said throwing a white tank top on to her bed going over to her sock draw.
"Yeah but... " Charlie paused. "That was ages ago."
"It was only a month ago."
"I was drunk." Charlie shot back.
"Excuses." Sid said quickly. "Anyway he's told me how he feels about you."
"Really?" Charlie said suddenly. "What did he say?" she asked anxiously.
Sid giggled taking off her pajama top going over to the bed picking up her white tank top as she slipped it on. "That you were cute."
Charlie scowled at Sid dangling her legs over the side of the bed. "Is that it?"
"No." Sid laughed. "Come on Charlie it's Tre you should know what he'd say about someone if he thought they were hot."
"What did that dirty bastard say about me?" Charlie pleaded.
"I didn't write it down. He just said he thinks you're a hot shit and he couldn't wait to make you scream out his name while he fucked you hard."
Charlie sighed rolling her eyes. "Yeah that's why I hate the fucking asshole."
"Shut up! You so feel special right now."
"Whatever butt head just get your fat ass ready and let's get out of here, I can't stand you anymore."
Sid laughed chucking her pajama top at Charlie turning around shaking her ass from side to side.
***
The phone rang a couple of times before Mike finally decided to roll over and pick it up. He squinted for the button pressing it to receive the call putting the phone to his ear slowly.
"Yup... " he slurred.
"MICHEAL!" Charlie shouted making Mike groan loudly down the phone.
"What the fuck!" he shouted back.
"Are you stoned?" Charlie asked.
"Uuuh... I think sooo... "
"Well.... Get yourself un-stoned dude! I'm having the coolest Halloween party at my place tonight in like... Three hours! My parents have gone for the weekend how fuckin' A is that!? So bring your own booze okay whatever you can get Tre's taking me down to the store to get some shit so... Tell Billie." She hung up before Mike could even answer her as he put the phone down on the table closing his eyes tightly trying to absorb what Charlie had just said to him.
Halloween party... Three hours... Fuckin' A... Booze... Tre... Store... Shit... Billie...
"Who was it?" Billie asked Mike looking up at him from the floor.
"Charlie." Mike said simply.
"What'd she say?"
"Halloween party. Booze. Three hours."
Billie looked at Mike for a long time then started giggling un-controllably. After a while he stopped then nodded his head forgetting what he was even giggling about.
"Cool."
***
In for an evening, of light entertainment, and who would believe you, could worry the neighbors? - Playing with Uranium - Duran Duran
"I am SO telling mom and dad about this!"
"Go ahead fuckwit! I'll tell them how you got suspended from school, hid the note, then forged their signatures on it!"
Charlie's little brother Ben stomped his foot on the floor frustratedly pouting out his older sister as she laughed grabbing him by the shoulders leading him through the kitchen where topless girls were raiding through the fridge and a number of random guys were throwing beer at each other. Some of the people out front of the house were he'sitant to come in... After all, the entire house was filled mostly with punks from around the area, guys with outrageous hair, lots of peircing's... You know...
"Now listen Ben... I'm the older one here, so I decide what happens when Mom and Dad are away. And I decided there was to be a party... With my friends."
"95% of the people that are here you don't know!" Ben argued turning to look at his sister. "They just decided to come in here and use this-"
Charlie interrupted him from talking any further by putting a finger over her brother's lips to shush him.
"Don't give me no lip child." Charlie said reciting the lyrics from the Sex Pistols song. "Now go along and do some trick or treating with your friends."
"Fuck no." Ben said pushing Charlie's hands off his shoulders. "I'm staying here for the party." he smiled.
"Ben." Charlie said sternly. "If you go off drinking too much don't you dare fucking comp-... Dude!" Charlie suddenly shouted behind Ben. "No throwing up in the pool man!" she sighed looking back to her little brother. "Don't drink too much, okay kiddo." She ruffled his hair as he pulled away scowling at her.
Just then Billie appeared. His attempted 'Mummie' costume falling off at places seeing as he had used flimsy toilet roll. Although he did look rather cool with his eyes colored in black. "Older siblings are a bitch huh?" Billie said to Ben pointing at Charlie with his hand that was holding a beer.
"Tell me about it." Ben said rolling his eyes. He stuck his tongue out Charlie before pulling his fangs out of his pocket placing them back in his mouth, making his way back into the loud house that was filled with horny teenagers, booze, loud music and... Well anything else you could imagine to be at a party like that.
"I gotta hand it to you Charlie. Bless you're fucking parents for having a big ass house!" Billie said loudly as another part of his costume ripped and a couple more bits of toilet roll fell off his body.
"Yeeah I guess. They didn't work for it though the lazy bastards. Mom just inherited loads of dosh from the big Pa."
Billie laughed handing Charlie his bottle of beer as she took a swig. "Where are the noble friends?" Charlie asked.
"Mike's in the bathroom having a shower with some cheerleader... Sid's in the other bathroom puking... And Tre is... I dunno... "
Suddenly they heard loud laughter erupt over the music coming from the living room as Billie and Charlie looked at each other suspiciously. Charlie laughed as they both ran through the French doors, through the kitchen and into the front room where they were both curious what was going on. They stopped as their mouths dropped to see a large crowd of giddy teenagers crowded around Tre who was juggling four dildo's dressed up as Beetle Juice.
"And that lady's and gentlemen... " Tre said as a dildo fell onto the floor. "I learnt at Clown College."
"Hey Tre what else d'you learn at clown college!?" Some guy shouted who had a large green Mohawk and too many peircing's for Charlie's like.
"How to loose a nut." Tre shrugged as Billie cracked up laughing holding onto the side of an easy chair.
"Where d'you get the dildo's your Mom's room?" Another guy shouted.
"How the hell did you know you dirty little prick!" Tre shouted back throwing a dildo at him as everyone laughed loudly.
"Oh god... " Charlie laughed shaking her head.
"HEY!" Mike shouted appearing next to Billie and Charlie. He was soaked with water and his lips were covered in red lipstick smudged all over his face. He straightened out his James Bond tux that already had buttons pulled off it and wasn't on too neatly.
"Mikey boy where ya been?"
"Orgies dude. It's a fucking orgasm as soon as you walk into that bathroom." Mike said picking up a half full cup from the table downing whatever was inside. "Hey would you look at that... " Mike said pointing at Tre who had now stopped hogging the crowd and was play fighting some dead looking punk.
"He's Beetle Juice... And you're whatever her name is in the film Charlie."
"Yeah." Billie said raising an eyebrow... Though you couldn't really see it was raised as he had colored his whole eyes in black. "Isn't that a coincidence?"
"Yeah whatever." Charlie said rolling her eyes. "Here you go again with you're "ooh Tre and Charlie should get a room façade." Give it a break me and Tre are never gonna get a room."
"Is that so!?" Tre said loudly making Charlie jump. He started fake crying loudly as Billie shrugged picking up another bottle of beer.
"Tough sub." He muttered before leaving the conversation to go chat up some hot chicks who were dressed as corpse Goths.
"Quit it out." Charlie said pushing Tre in the shoulder.
"I'm gonna go look for Sid and see if she's okay you guys... Last time I saw her... She was puking... "
Tre skewed his mouth to one side turning to look at Charlie pulling out his packet of cigarette's taking one out and lighting it.
Charlie scowled at him waving a hand in front of her face to get the smoke away.
"Come my bride." Tre said holding out an arm for her to take. "Let's do the grave yard dance."
