Two Twins, Their Idol, And A Green Day Competition, chapter 6
We got out of the taxi, Billie insisted on paying for the cab so no one argued with him. We grabbed our stuff and made our way to the reception., people weren't as bad here, the occasional person said
"hi, you're Billie Joe Armstrong aren't you?" Billie just replied "yeah" and they left him alone.
"Hello, may I help you?" the receptionist said.
"Err yeah, rooms for Armstrong?" Billie said. The receptionist looked at him,
"Oh yes Mr. Armstrong, We've been expecting you, but did you say 'rooms'?" She said
"Yeah, two." Billie replied. The receptionist looked through her computer.
She looked up.
"I'm sorry Mr. Armstrong, what we have here booked for you is one suit, or room as you call it, split into two bedrooms, with one bathroom and a living space." The receptionist said with a worried look on her face. I looked at Mike who shrugged his shoulders and gave me an 'uh oh' look. I looked at Billie; he looked really pissed off.
"He's gonna blow." I said under my breath.
"I BOOKED TWO FUCKING ROOMS AND YOU PEOPLE STILL CAN'T GET IT FUCKING RIGHT!" He shouted. The people around looked at us.
"Billie, calm down please!" I said, frowning at him, we'd only known him for 24 hours and he's already started shouting.
"CALM DOWN?! HOW THE FUCK CAN I CALM DOWN WHEN THESEBLOODY PEOPLE CAN'T EVEN GET A FUCKING BOOKING RIGHT!" He glared at me. That hurt me, he shouts at me like I've done something wrong! I picked up my stuff and went and sat down on the stairs. Hannah hadn't noticed I'd gone, she was too busy talking to Tré. Mike took Billie to one side he started talking to him, meanwhile Tré was trying to sort it out with the receptionist. Hannah had realised where I was and she came over to me.
"You okay?" she asked.
"Yeah I'm fine, I just needed some time out that's all." I replied. I watched Mike and Billie, Mike's head nudged to my direction. Billie Joe looked at me, then back at Mike and nodded his head. Mike walked over to Tré, he called Hannah over. She followed him. Billie started to walk towards me. I turned my head away, I wasn't ready for his sympathy or apologies. He sat down on the stair next to me.
"Vicki, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to shout at you, I just have a short fuse."
"It's ok about the shouting part, I jus didn't like the way you glared at me." I said.
"I was only thinking of you two mostly, not many 13 year old girls want to share a room with three 32 year old guys." He said. "We don't mind though, I came over here to apologise and to ask you if you were okay with the situation, about sharing rooms and stuff. It doesn't really bother us, I was just worried about you two." He frowned, he knew he's upset me.
"Well its ok with me, I don't mind." I answered. Me? Bothered about 3 famous guys sleeping in my room, practically. Somehow I don't think anyone would be bothered about the guys of Green Day living in the same room as them! I thought.
"You might have to ask Hannah though, but somehow I think she'll accept it." I said. he stood up and put his hand out, I took it and he pulled me up, he smiled,
"Thanks." I said. mike cam over to us with all the stuff, Tré and Hannah following in his shadow.
"You two okay now?" he asked.
"Yeah we're great!" Billie said happily. We got in the lift and pressed the 'Second Floor' button.
We got into the room, it was great accept one thing: one room had a double bed and a single bed in it, and the other room had two single beds in it. Billie ran for the single bed in the bigger room.
"I dibs this one!" he said. I laughed.
"Hey, I ain't fucking sleeping in the same bed as Tré!" Mike shouted.
"Well you should've grabbed the single bed then shouldn't you?" Billie shouted to Mike. I looked at Hannah, she nodded her head.
"Guys?" I said. They continued to argue. "Guys?" I raised my voice, still they didn't hear me. "GUYS!" I shouted, they stopped immediately.
"We will have the double bed and you three have the singles." I said lowering my voice.
"Now Billie Joe grab the one end of the bed our sat on and Tré you grab the other end and move it into the other room." I ordered. "We will have this room and you can have the other one. Happy now?" I asked. The three of them nodded and left the room. Billie's head poked out from the door.
"Yeah, get ready, we're going to the gig venue in 30 minutes, okay?"
"Yeah." We replied, as his head disappeared from view.
'A whole afternoon of testing and rehearsals. Cool.' I thought.
"hi, you're Billie Joe Armstrong aren't you?" Billie just replied "yeah" and they left him alone.
"Hello, may I help you?" the receptionist said.
"Err yeah, rooms for Armstrong?" Billie said. The receptionist looked at him,
"Oh yes Mr. Armstrong, We've been expecting you, but did you say 'rooms'?" She said
"Yeah, two." Billie replied. The receptionist looked through her computer.
She looked up.
"I'm sorry Mr. Armstrong, what we have here booked for you is one suit, or room as you call it, split into two bedrooms, with one bathroom and a living space." The receptionist said with a worried look on her face. I looked at Mike who shrugged his shoulders and gave me an 'uh oh' look. I looked at Billie; he looked really pissed off.
"He's gonna blow." I said under my breath.
"I BOOKED TWO FUCKING ROOMS AND YOU PEOPLE STILL CAN'T GET IT FUCKING RIGHT!" He shouted. The people around looked at us.
"Billie, calm down please!" I said, frowning at him, we'd only known him for 24 hours and he's already started shouting.
"CALM DOWN?! HOW THE FUCK CAN I CALM DOWN WHEN THESEBLOODY PEOPLE CAN'T EVEN GET A FUCKING BOOKING RIGHT!" He glared at me. That hurt me, he shouts at me like I've done something wrong! I picked up my stuff and went and sat down on the stairs. Hannah hadn't noticed I'd gone, she was too busy talking to Tré. Mike took Billie to one side he started talking to him, meanwhile Tré was trying to sort it out with the receptionist. Hannah had realised where I was and she came over to me.
"You okay?" she asked.
"Yeah I'm fine, I just needed some time out that's all." I replied. I watched Mike and Billie, Mike's head nudged to my direction. Billie Joe looked at me, then back at Mike and nodded his head. Mike walked over to Tré, he called Hannah over. She followed him. Billie started to walk towards me. I turned my head away, I wasn't ready for his sympathy or apologies. He sat down on the stair next to me.
"Vicki, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to shout at you, I just have a short fuse."
"It's ok about the shouting part, I jus didn't like the way you glared at me." I said.
"I was only thinking of you two mostly, not many 13 year old girls want to share a room with three 32 year old guys." He said. "We don't mind though, I came over here to apologise and to ask you if you were okay with the situation, about sharing rooms and stuff. It doesn't really bother us, I was just worried about you two." He frowned, he knew he's upset me.
"Well its ok with me, I don't mind." I answered. Me? Bothered about 3 famous guys sleeping in my room, practically. Somehow I don't think anyone would be bothered about the guys of Green Day living in the same room as them! I thought.
"You might have to ask Hannah though, but somehow I think she'll accept it." I said. he stood up and put his hand out, I took it and he pulled me up, he smiled,
"Thanks." I said. mike cam over to us with all the stuff, Tré and Hannah following in his shadow.
"You two okay now?" he asked.
"Yeah we're great!" Billie said happily. We got in the lift and pressed the 'Second Floor' button.
We got into the room, it was great accept one thing: one room had a double bed and a single bed in it, and the other room had two single beds in it. Billie ran for the single bed in the bigger room.
"I dibs this one!" he said. I laughed.
"Hey, I ain't fucking sleeping in the same bed as Tré!" Mike shouted.
"Well you should've grabbed the single bed then shouldn't you?" Billie shouted to Mike. I looked at Hannah, she nodded her head.
"Guys?" I said. They continued to argue. "Guys?" I raised my voice, still they didn't hear me. "GUYS!" I shouted, they stopped immediately.
"We will have the double bed and you three have the singles." I said lowering my voice.
"Now Billie Joe grab the one end of the bed our sat on and Tré you grab the other end and move it into the other room." I ordered. "We will have this room and you can have the other one. Happy now?" I asked. The three of them nodded and left the room. Billie's head poked out from the door.
"Yeah, get ready, we're going to the gig venue in 30 minutes, okay?"
"Yeah." We replied, as his head disappeared from view.
'A whole afternoon of testing and rehearsals. Cool.' I thought.
