Two Twins, Their Idol, And A Green Day Competition, chapter 13
We found a really nice restaurant. It was expensive! The cheapest thing on the menu was $10.99. the waitress came up to us and stared at the guys.
"Er... hello Mr...Er Bill-- Armstrong, table for?" she asked, me and Hannah looked at each other and smirked.
"5 please." Billie replied. We sat down, me and Hannah on the right. Mike and Tré on the left, and Billie on the end. I looked at the menu,
"Mmmm, mushroom tart." I said but I looked at the price. $15 for a starter! I looked at the prawn cocktail, $11.99.
"Or I'll have prawn cocktail." I changed my mind.
"You can have anything you want guys." Billie said. "I ain't exactly poor, we make $millions a year." He added. "Plus I ain't paying for it, Mike and Tré are 'cause I paid for the park tickets." He laughed.
Billie had mushroom tart, homemade veggie lasagna and chocolate fudge cake. Tré had prawn cocktail, steak and chocolate fudge cake. I had mushroom tart, mushroom stroganoff and chocolate fudge cake (I love mushrooms). Hannah had some sort of chicken salad, pizza and chocolate fudge cake and Mike had mushroom tart, homemade veggie lasagna and carrot cake.
After we had little appetizer things, plus the drinks the whole meal would have cost $2500 easy.
"thanks guys that was great!" I said. by now it was nearly 11pm so we made our way back to the hotel to collect our stuff, then we went off to the airport.
We checked in fine. We raced to the boarding gates to avoid teenies and fans.
The loudspeaker called over the airport.
"Flight BC10372 to California has been delayed for 2 hours. Sorry for any inconvenience, thank you."
"Oh shit, two extra hours stuck in an airport with nowhere to hide and screaming teenies and fans telling you you're great and hot and cool and blah, blah, blah." Billie sighed.
"Sorry for any inconvenience?!" Mike shouted up like there was somebody watching him. "Well this is really inconvenient isn't it?!" He finished.
**About an hour later.**
It's 3 am, we're all tiered and bored, the guys hadn't been noticed much, the occasional fan coming up for an autograph and a picture, nothing big until...
"Excuse me?" Some woman in her twenties came up to us. "Can I have your autographs please?" she asked.
"Sure what's your name?" Billie Joe asked.
"Rose. You know how much of a fan I am of you?" she said.
"No, but I'm sure we're gonna find out." Billie mumbled making Hannah and I laugh.
"Look everyone! It's Green Day!" she shouted. Big mistake. A whole load of fans came rushing towards them.
"Shit man." Tré sighed.
"Well I know loads of stuff about you!!" Rose continued. "I know when you were born, how old you were when you met Mike..." Billie kept writing and passed the autograph to his fellow band mates, not paying much attention to Rose. "... how old you kids are, when they were born, when you married Adrienne, how old you were when your dad gave you your first guitar, how old you were when your dad died... " Billie cut her off.
"Right that's it, no more signings, I ain't hot so go and board you fucking planes already!" he shouted at the crowd, mumbling and talking came from them. Billie dropped the pen and paper on the floor and went and sat in the corner on a chair on his own.
"Just leave him a bit yeah?" Mike said. "Lets go for a walk." So we did.
When we came back, which was a good half hour later, Billie was still in his seat, he hadn't moved. Mike walked over to him and sat next to him and started talking.
"He doesn't mind talking about his dad but when someone does that, put it this way, it's not nice." Tré said.
"I feel sorry for him." Hannah said. Mike and Billie got up, hugged an made their way over to us, he looked at Hannah then at me, his eye liner was run a little, he had been crying. I stifled a smile and he forced one too. The loudspeaker came on.
"Flight BC10372 to California is now boarding... "
"Delays aren't that long then." Tré said.
"... Thank you." The speaker shut off. Billie put his arms around me and Hannah's shoulders and we walked towards the gate.
**Two and a half hours later**
I awoke. Billie had his head resting on the window, mouth open, snoring. Tré was just sleeping. I looked over behind me to see Hannah's head on Mike's shoulder fast asleep. I got my phone out and took a picture. I'll save that for later. I looked at Billie sleeping, then Tré again.
"It's not nice to stare at people." Tré said with his eyes still closed.
"Frickin' hell Tré, give me a bleeding heart attack why don't you! I thought you were asleep." I said as my heartbeat became regular again.
"I was until you took the picture of Mike and Hannah." He smiled.
"Er... hello Mr...Er Bill-- Armstrong, table for?" she asked, me and Hannah looked at each other and smirked.
"5 please." Billie replied. We sat down, me and Hannah on the right. Mike and Tré on the left, and Billie on the end. I looked at the menu,
"Mmmm, mushroom tart." I said but I looked at the price. $15 for a starter! I looked at the prawn cocktail, $11.99.
"Or I'll have prawn cocktail." I changed my mind.
"You can have anything you want guys." Billie said. "I ain't exactly poor, we make $millions a year." He added. "Plus I ain't paying for it, Mike and Tré are 'cause I paid for the park tickets." He laughed.
Billie had mushroom tart, homemade veggie lasagna and chocolate fudge cake. Tré had prawn cocktail, steak and chocolate fudge cake. I had mushroom tart, mushroom stroganoff and chocolate fudge cake (I love mushrooms). Hannah had some sort of chicken salad, pizza and chocolate fudge cake and Mike had mushroom tart, homemade veggie lasagna and carrot cake.
After we had little appetizer things, plus the drinks the whole meal would have cost $2500 easy.
"thanks guys that was great!" I said. by now it was nearly 11pm so we made our way back to the hotel to collect our stuff, then we went off to the airport.
We checked in fine. We raced to the boarding gates to avoid teenies and fans.
The loudspeaker called over the airport.
"Flight BC10372 to California has been delayed for 2 hours. Sorry for any inconvenience, thank you."
"Oh shit, two extra hours stuck in an airport with nowhere to hide and screaming teenies and fans telling you you're great and hot and cool and blah, blah, blah." Billie sighed.
"Sorry for any inconvenience?!" Mike shouted up like there was somebody watching him. "Well this is really inconvenient isn't it?!" He finished.
**About an hour later.**
It's 3 am, we're all tiered and bored, the guys hadn't been noticed much, the occasional fan coming up for an autograph and a picture, nothing big until...
"Excuse me?" Some woman in her twenties came up to us. "Can I have your autographs please?" she asked.
"Sure what's your name?" Billie Joe asked.
"Rose. You know how much of a fan I am of you?" she said.
"No, but I'm sure we're gonna find out." Billie mumbled making Hannah and I laugh.
"Look everyone! It's Green Day!" she shouted. Big mistake. A whole load of fans came rushing towards them.
"Shit man." Tré sighed.
"Well I know loads of stuff about you!!" Rose continued. "I know when you were born, how old you were when you met Mike..." Billie kept writing and passed the autograph to his fellow band mates, not paying much attention to Rose. "... how old you kids are, when they were born, when you married Adrienne, how old you were when your dad gave you your first guitar, how old you were when your dad died... " Billie cut her off.
"Right that's it, no more signings, I ain't hot so go and board you fucking planes already!" he shouted at the crowd, mumbling and talking came from them. Billie dropped the pen and paper on the floor and went and sat in the corner on a chair on his own.
"Just leave him a bit yeah?" Mike said. "Lets go for a walk." So we did.
When we came back, which was a good half hour later, Billie was still in his seat, he hadn't moved. Mike walked over to him and sat next to him and started talking.
"He doesn't mind talking about his dad but when someone does that, put it this way, it's not nice." Tré said.
"I feel sorry for him." Hannah said. Mike and Billie got up, hugged an made their way over to us, he looked at Hannah then at me, his eye liner was run a little, he had been crying. I stifled a smile and he forced one too. The loudspeaker came on.
"Flight BC10372 to California is now boarding... "
"Delays aren't that long then." Tré said.
"... Thank you." The speaker shut off. Billie put his arms around me and Hannah's shoulders and we walked towards the gate.
**Two and a half hours later**
I awoke. Billie had his head resting on the window, mouth open, snoring. Tré was just sleeping. I looked over behind me to see Hannah's head on Mike's shoulder fast asleep. I got my phone out and took a picture. I'll save that for later. I looked at Billie sleeping, then Tré again.
"It's not nice to stare at people." Tré said with his eyes still closed.
"Frickin' hell Tré, give me a bleeding heart attack why don't you! I thought you were asleep." I said as my heartbeat became regular again.
"I was until you took the picture of Mike and Hannah." He smiled.
