Rock And Roll Girlfriend, chapter 1

*Taylor's pov*

"Okay this is it," I said to my band members. I, Taylor, guitarist and lead singer in the band Kiss and Tell was actually performing at the Gilman. I've been here so many times before but tonight it looks different. I mean, this is Kiss and Tell's first gig and we can't afford to fuck it all up, right? Right! Okay, now that I am agreeing with myself I should see what Emma and Katelyn are up to. God, Emma should know what to do. She NEVER gets nervous.

I looked all around. No Emma. Super. Just what I need. No bassist equals no gig, equals no future gig, and equals no future career in music. Dammit! Well, I did spot Katelyn slamming down vodka shots at the bar. I would not expect anything less from that one. She was with some guy with green hair and a big nipple ring. Weird. I thought my pierced nose and my naturally brown hair streaked with royal blue made me stand out.

We got five more minutes until we are on. For fuck sake where is that hoe that happens to be my best friend? Oh, wait never mind, she's sleeping on the couch. Who could sleep at a place like Gilman? Honestly! I better go and wake her sorry ass up before we have to go on.

"Emma Lea wake up! We are on in five fucking minutes!" I shouted at her not caring if I was being mean.

"Mom no, I am not going to school. I am dropping out any ways," she was mumbling. He he she is one messed up girl but I love her like a sister.

"Get your bass ready, I need to peel Katelyn away from the vodka before she starts getting tipsy and can't play drums at all."

"Fine, fine I'm up. Wait Katelyn is drinking? Huh, I guess they don't card here."

I have left Emma in search for my kick ass drummer friend Katelyn. Once I pulled her away from the shot glass, we headed over to the stage. Erg now I feel like I have to throw up. Stupid nerves.

Emma was waving over to us like a spastic monkey on crack. Tee hee well that's not so far from the truth.

Some guy was up at the microphone. God, I hope he doesn't take much longer...

"And now, a new band right here from the bay area, Kiss and Tell!" said the man.

"Hey everyone, we're Kiss and Tell. Our first song we are going to play is called Little Miss Perfect."

I pick up my guitar. I had it forever. It is so beaten up. I started playing the first chords and singing "Little Miss Perfect ain't so great any more. Little miss perfect don't have the highest score. Little miss perfect ain't the biggest hit. Little miss perfect all she's getting is shit." We are rocking so fucking hard right now its un-fucking-believable!

We finished playing 'Little Miss Perfect' and started playing 'Stabbed in the Face' when I looked at the door of the club opening. I saw a guy who was about 19, the same age as me. He had a guitar with him and he was with another guy who was tall and skinny. But that first guy, WOW! His black long hair and his piercing green eyes that I could see all the way from the stage were definitely turning me on. I need to meet him...

*Billie Joe's pov*

I opened the door to the Gilman. We were about fifteen minutes early before our set, but we had to meet Tre here. Some all chick band was playing. I looked up at them just to make sure we didn't look like total asses when we went on after them. Oh my fucking God! The singer was so beautiful. She has the coolest hair. It makes her stand out almost as much as Tre's green hair does. She was singing something about getting stabbed in the face... Wow that voice. I have to meet her before we go on...

"Earth to Billie! Billie Joe are you alive or did our singer and guitar player get switched with a zombie?" asked Mike waving his hand in front of my face.

"What? Huh? Oh yea, sorry 'bout that. I was just listening to that band. Who are they?" I said. Shit, I only really wanted to know about the singer not the band.

"Umm, they're called Kiss and Tell. They rock hard for a couple of girls. That bass player is amazing. She has a checkered bass. Ha! I need to know where she got that"

"Who cares about the fucking bass Mike you dumbass! Look at the singer!" I shouted at him. Oops, I wonder if she heard me.

"She's ok I guess. Why you like her?"

"Maybe, I don't know." I was lying. Of course I liked her.

Mike just kept on looking back and forth between me and her. It was so annoying.

"I'm Taylor, on bass is Emma, and on drums is Katelyn! We're Kiss and Tell! Goodnight!"

Hmm. Taylor. Pretty name. I need to get to her before she leaves.

I grabbed Mike. Tre was at the bar. I didn't need him though. I ran to the back of the stage and opened the door, only to find her taking off the Ramones tee shirt she was wearing so she was only in a tank top over her bra. Wow. I didn't notice with the big shirt on, but Taylor has some nice curves.

*Taylor's pov*

I heard the door slam shut. I threw my shirt on the ground only to see the hot guy from before looking at me. Of course, he had to see me in a tank top with my boobs practically spilling out and sweat all over me. I looked like a two dollar hooker.

"Hi. Uh, umm, I wasn't expecting you," I said. Actually, I was kind of hoping for him to come and see me. I love his eyes. If Katelyn didn't just kick me in the shin, I would've been lost in his eyes forever.

"I'm Billie Joe. You're band is pretty good. I'm in a band called Green Day. Yea, we're playing in a couple of minutes." Billie Joe said to me like it was the hardest thing in the world.

"Cool. You're in a band? Sure I'll stay and watch. I'm Taylor by the way."

"Well, I have to start getting ready. I'll see you in a bit, okay? Maybe after the set we can hang," said Billie Joe. Yay! I get to hang out with the hot guy!

*Mike Dirnt pov*

Billie is just making a fool of himself. It is so obvious he likes her. He was staring at her tits uncontrollably. I thought I was bad at flirting, but now I think I'm pro. I should help him get with her. But maybe in the mean time I can get that bass player Emma's number. Ha-ha! I'm good.