Basketcase, chapter 8
I sat down at the desk in Mike's spare room. Mike had let me live in his house for about 5 months now, since my little 'incident' at home. But I was starting to wonder what would happen to me later. My eighth grade year was almost over, finals were coming up, and I still had high school to look forward to. I wasn't like Billie, I needed to finish high school, and college. I couldn't use my music as a career. Believe it or not, I wanted to be a teacher, or possibly a pyrotechnic.... I like fire, and strangely, I love math.
Really, I didn't care too much about school at the moment. Music was my life at that time, even though I knew it wasn't my future. I put down my notes after about 30 minutes of useless studying. I walked out of the room and into Mike's garage. I picked up a random bass, I knew he wouldn't mind me playing a bit. I played the only thing I knew on a bass. Smoke on Water..... really I knew the guitar part, but it worked on bass too. Mike walked in and sat down next to picking up his favorite bass. "Play after me." he instructed. I watched his hand movements carefully. When he was done, I played. It was almost perfect, Billie surprised me as he walked in and started singing. "She, she screams in silence...." He took the bass out of my hands and handed me his guitar. Mike started out, Billie came in with vocals, Tre herd us and came in and sat down at my drums. I played, hitting every note. It was times like these when I would go into my own little world. Every thing was perfect.
As the song ended I stood up, handed Billie his guitar and walked out of the room. I lay back down on my bed and looked at the ceiling. Billie walked in and lay down next to me, not saying a word. Soon after he was followed be Mike who did the same, laying on the other side of me. Even though I didn't bother to look, I knew Tre was standing in the door way. "DOG PILE!!!". What a way to lighten the mood. "Ow! Tre! Get your big fat ass out of my face!!!" I yelled. "You know you like it." I smile and slapped his ass, hard. "OW!! HAHA! You're going to get it!!" A rare peaceful moment turned into an all out wrestling match. We ended up in a big pile of bodies and limbs. I laughed. I rolled over to give them all a huge hug, but instead I was greeted by a huge 'thump'. "Oh my god! Billie are you ok?" I hopped up, only to cause Mike to roll off the bed onto Billie, pulling Tre down with him. I looked at the big pile of boys and smiled. I climbed off the bed and lay down gently on them wrapping my arms the best I could around them. "Mph" I heard some one mutter. "Ya'll are fat, get off me." We all rolled off Billie and stood up. "Let's go out!" Tre shouted. "I've got school tomorrow I'm gunna stay in." I said. "I'll stay with you." Mike offered. "Screw ya'll, come on Tre let's go party!!" Billie said. "Let's go." With that they bounded out of the room. I giggled a little and sat back down to study. "I'm going to go watch T.V." Mike announced. "O.k., I'm going to study.... U.S. History final tomorrow." I replied. "Haha." "Fuck you." he shrugged and walked out of the room. I looked back to my papers. After about an hour of study time, I took my folder into the living room. I set my folder down on the couch and went into the kitchen to find Mike pouring some coffee. I reached my arms around his waist and pulled him into a hug, my head barley reaching his shoulder. "What's up shorty?" I playfully punched him in the chest. "I was actually wondering if you would quiz me for my final?" I asked unsure. "Awww, do I have to?" he whined, "Sure why not." I laughed at his answer as we sat down on the couch. "Lets see Now umm..... Where did the Second Continental Congress meet?" I smiled to myself as I answered, I loved having such great friends. My smile widened when I realized that Mike would make a good dad someday.
Really, I didn't care too much about school at the moment. Music was my life at that time, even though I knew it wasn't my future. I put down my notes after about 30 minutes of useless studying. I walked out of the room and into Mike's garage. I picked up a random bass, I knew he wouldn't mind me playing a bit. I played the only thing I knew on a bass. Smoke on Water..... really I knew the guitar part, but it worked on bass too. Mike walked in and sat down next to picking up his favorite bass. "Play after me." he instructed. I watched his hand movements carefully. When he was done, I played. It was almost perfect, Billie surprised me as he walked in and started singing. "She, she screams in silence...." He took the bass out of my hands and handed me his guitar. Mike started out, Billie came in with vocals, Tre herd us and came in and sat down at my drums. I played, hitting every note. It was times like these when I would go into my own little world. Every thing was perfect.
As the song ended I stood up, handed Billie his guitar and walked out of the room. I lay back down on my bed and looked at the ceiling. Billie walked in and lay down next to me, not saying a word. Soon after he was followed be Mike who did the same, laying on the other side of me. Even though I didn't bother to look, I knew Tre was standing in the door way. "DOG PILE!!!". What a way to lighten the mood. "Ow! Tre! Get your big fat ass out of my face!!!" I yelled. "You know you like it." I smile and slapped his ass, hard. "OW!! HAHA! You're going to get it!!" A rare peaceful moment turned into an all out wrestling match. We ended up in a big pile of bodies and limbs. I laughed. I rolled over to give them all a huge hug, but instead I was greeted by a huge 'thump'. "Oh my god! Billie are you ok?" I hopped up, only to cause Mike to roll off the bed onto Billie, pulling Tre down with him. I looked at the big pile of boys and smiled. I climbed off the bed and lay down gently on them wrapping my arms the best I could around them. "Mph" I heard some one mutter. "Ya'll are fat, get off me." We all rolled off Billie and stood up. "Let's go out!" Tre shouted. "I've got school tomorrow I'm gunna stay in." I said. "I'll stay with you." Mike offered. "Screw ya'll, come on Tre let's go party!!" Billie said. "Let's go." With that they bounded out of the room. I giggled a little and sat back down to study. "I'm going to go watch T.V." Mike announced. "O.k., I'm going to study.... U.S. History final tomorrow." I replied. "Haha." "Fuck you." he shrugged and walked out of the room. I looked back to my papers. After about an hour of study time, I took my folder into the living room. I set my folder down on the couch and went into the kitchen to find Mike pouring some coffee. I reached my arms around his waist and pulled him into a hug, my head barley reaching his shoulder. "What's up shorty?" I playfully punched him in the chest. "I was actually wondering if you would quiz me for my final?" I asked unsure. "Awww, do I have to?" he whined, "Sure why not." I laughed at his answer as we sat down on the couch. "Lets see Now umm..... Where did the Second Continental Congress meet?" I smiled to myself as I answered, I loved having such great friends. My smile widened when I realized that Mike would make a good dad someday.
