We Are The Suspicious Looking Fish!, chapter 7

So we went up and played Minoroty. It was pretty easy 'cause we'd played it so many times before.
But we loved playing, it was great fun.

So when we finished Minority, the guys said tat we'd played enough and there was some other bands anyway.

So we headed backstage, we were very nervous... We could lose our stuff here!
No St. Jimmy,no Blues and No Bessy....
What would we do?

So we sat down and had some cans of coke. I had Saint Jimmy, and I was treating as if it were the last time I'd ever had it.
Tegan was twirling her drumsticks, as usual.

So the guys walked in and sat down beside us.

"So?" I asked.

"Well we were listening..." Billie Joe said.

"And?"

"We were listening and... We didn't think you were good."

My jaw dropped at that, Hash nearly dropped Bessy and Tegan dropped her drumsticks.

"We thought you were brilliant. Yeh, know. For kids."

I nearly had a fucking heart attack.

"That wasn't funny!" I said.

"So we get your instuments???" Tegan asked, now she was hyper from the coke.

"Nah, you can't!" Tre yelled.

"You get to come on tour with us, and instead of Ireland, you get to come to California." Mike said.

"But first, we promised these guys here that we'd play a song. But unfortunatley, we have no instuments..." Mike rolled his eyes and started whistling.

"Okay! I get it! You can use Saint Jimmy!" I handed him my guitar, we were all too happy!
For fuck sake, we were going to California! With Green day!