Green Day's helping hand, chapter 2
"Oh my fucking god!" Matt thought "It's Billie Joe Fucking Armstrong, standing in my doorway!"
"Um, hi. My name's Billi...." Billie Joe started to say.
"I know who you are. Please, come sit down, won't you," Matt said as graciously as he could, without of course losing his fucking mind from excitement. Matt noticed how Billie Joe was dressed in his get up, eyeliner and all. Obviously, this was a special occassion to him, and to Matt, that felt nice, to be important to someone. Matt lead Billie Joe to his living room, and the two sat down on the couch.
"It was a shame to hear about your family. I lost my father when I was ten, but wow, this one really, well, I'm really sorry," Billie Joe said in an attempt to make small talk.
"Thanks, Billie Joe, can I call you billie joe?" Matt asked.
"Yeah, Billie Joe's cool," The punk rocker answered.
"Sorry if you mind me asking this, but what are you doing here?" Matt asked.
"I come to give you something. Follow me" Billie Joe answered.
As matt walked into the front yard, he saw that Billie Joe had brought guests. These guests were of course Mike Dirnt and Tre Cool, in the full get up as well. Trying with all his might not to stare and drool on himself, Matt walke over to where they were standing, following Billie Joe's lead. Carefully, confidently, Matt shook the hands of the two rockers, and managed a little "hi" each time. Matt was still in shock over Billie Joe, let alone the whole fucking band.
"Matt, we have something for you," Billie Joe said.
"So what's your favorite song?" Mike asked gently.
"Hmmmm? My favorite song?" Matt started, trying with all his might to look mike in the eye and not blush. "I guess it would be a toss up between holiday, worry rock, or scattered."
"See someone's a nimrod fan," Tre inturrupted
"Yeah, I am," Matt admitted.
"Here, I've got an idea," Billie Joe said. "I'll flip a coin, heads it's holiday, tails it's the other two. It it lands on tails, then we designate the two sides of the coin to the two songs, then repeat the process. Whatever comes up that time will be the song we play first, then we will play the other two. If heads comes up first, we play holiday first," Billie Joe said.
"Sure, sounds cool," Matt said.
"Okay," Tre said as he pulled a quarter out of his pocket, "Here goes."
Tre flipped the quarter up into the air. WHen it came down, tre flung his right arm out, caught it, and smacked it onto the back of his left hand. It read tails.
"Guess we gotta do this again," Tre said. "Tails it's scattered, heads it's worry rock."
The process was repeated. This time, it was tails again.
The band had set up their equipment up before hand, but matt hadn't really noticed. The three rockers got situated, tuned their instruments, and began to play.
"Well I've got some scattered pictures lyin' on my bedroom floo-or," Billie Joe and Mike began to sing.
Upstairs in Matt's house, Dylan and Camille had still been asleep. Suddenly, they were woken up by the sound of loud music coming from the front yard. Dylan went to the window, adjusted his eyes, and looked to see what was going on. What he saw shocked him, and filled him with excitement like he had never known.
"Camille, come to the window please," Dylan said in a flat, shocked voice.
"What the fuck is that?" She asked as she walked over to him.
"Look outside please," Dylan said, still in shock.
"What, what is....." Camille started as she looked outside and saw what was making the noise. "Holy shit" She said flatly.
"Camille, I'm sure I've suffered a concussion or something, but is that green day on the front lawn?" Dylan asked.
"It couldn't be," She said in disbelief.
"Oh, I think it is," Dylan said.
"Then let's get out there," Camille said excitedly, running out the bedroom door and rushing out to Matt's side. Dylan followed her lead, and joined Matt too. Matt had been rocking out the whole time, and as soon as Matt and Camille joined him, they rocked out together. The song ended, then worry rock came on. Then holiday. When the mini concert was over, Billie Joe handed something to Matt.
"Matt, you are a little charming freak, and I think that's awesome. Here," Billie Joe said as he handed Matt something, "These passes will get you back stage to any show we do. There like tickets, except that you can use them as much as you want. I gave you four, so your girlfriend here could bring a friend along," Billie Joe finished.
"She's not my girlfriend, she's my best friend," Matt said.
"Actually, I'm his girlfried, er, boyfriend," Dylan said.
"Oh, oh, okay.." Billie Joe said as it hit him, "Well, cool. Anyway, so she could like bring a date or something. " He said.
"Thanks," Camille, Matt, and Dylan said in unison.
"Oh, and here's this. It's a card with our phone number's on them, so you can call us. If you need anything, we're here for ya bud," Mike said as he handed him the card.
"Thanks, I don't know what to say accept....Thanks," Matt said as he tried to hold back tears. "This was really nice of you, the concert, the passes, the numbers, all of it," Matt said.
"Think nothin of it. We're glad to help," Tre said back.
"Thanks," Matt said again.
"Oh and by the way, your mom and my mom used to work at rod's hickory pit together back in berkely, so yeah, see ya," Billie Joe said quick.
Soon the band left to go back home. A couple of months went by, the whole while matt had been talking to the members of the band, gaining advice and comfort. Finally, one day, as Matt read the newspaper, he notice something.
"Green Day, live, at the wiltmore"
The day had finally come to use the pases. He called up Dylan and Camille, and they agreed to come along. Camille said she would also bring her new boy friend, and insane green day fan, Bobby. She had of course told him the whole story, Matt's family, the passes, the whole thing. The night finally arrived, and the four hopped into matt's mom's car and drove to Hollywood. "This will be a night I wont ever forget," each person thought as they went inside.
"Um, hi. My name's Billi...." Billie Joe started to say.
"I know who you are. Please, come sit down, won't you," Matt said as graciously as he could, without of course losing his fucking mind from excitement. Matt noticed how Billie Joe was dressed in his get up, eyeliner and all. Obviously, this was a special occassion to him, and to Matt, that felt nice, to be important to someone. Matt lead Billie Joe to his living room, and the two sat down on the couch.
"It was a shame to hear about your family. I lost my father when I was ten, but wow, this one really, well, I'm really sorry," Billie Joe said in an attempt to make small talk.
"Thanks, Billie Joe, can I call you billie joe?" Matt asked.
"Yeah, Billie Joe's cool," The punk rocker answered.
"Sorry if you mind me asking this, but what are you doing here?" Matt asked.
"I come to give you something. Follow me" Billie Joe answered.
As matt walked into the front yard, he saw that Billie Joe had brought guests. These guests were of course Mike Dirnt and Tre Cool, in the full get up as well. Trying with all his might not to stare and drool on himself, Matt walke over to where they were standing, following Billie Joe's lead. Carefully, confidently, Matt shook the hands of the two rockers, and managed a little "hi" each time. Matt was still in shock over Billie Joe, let alone the whole fucking band.
"Matt, we have something for you," Billie Joe said.
"So what's your favorite song?" Mike asked gently.
"Hmmmm? My favorite song?" Matt started, trying with all his might to look mike in the eye and not blush. "I guess it would be a toss up between holiday, worry rock, or scattered."
"See someone's a nimrod fan," Tre inturrupted
"Yeah, I am," Matt admitted.
"Here, I've got an idea," Billie Joe said. "I'll flip a coin, heads it's holiday, tails it's the other two. It it lands on tails, then we designate the two sides of the coin to the two songs, then repeat the process. Whatever comes up that time will be the song we play first, then we will play the other two. If heads comes up first, we play holiday first," Billie Joe said.
"Sure, sounds cool," Matt said.
"Okay," Tre said as he pulled a quarter out of his pocket, "Here goes."
Tre flipped the quarter up into the air. WHen it came down, tre flung his right arm out, caught it, and smacked it onto the back of his left hand. It read tails.
"Guess we gotta do this again," Tre said. "Tails it's scattered, heads it's worry rock."
The process was repeated. This time, it was tails again.
The band had set up their equipment up before hand, but matt hadn't really noticed. The three rockers got situated, tuned their instruments, and began to play.
"Well I've got some scattered pictures lyin' on my bedroom floo-or," Billie Joe and Mike began to sing.
Upstairs in Matt's house, Dylan and Camille had still been asleep. Suddenly, they were woken up by the sound of loud music coming from the front yard. Dylan went to the window, adjusted his eyes, and looked to see what was going on. What he saw shocked him, and filled him with excitement like he had never known.
"Camille, come to the window please," Dylan said in a flat, shocked voice.
"What the fuck is that?" She asked as she walked over to him.
"Look outside please," Dylan said, still in shock.
"What, what is....." Camille started as she looked outside and saw what was making the noise. "Holy shit" She said flatly.
"Camille, I'm sure I've suffered a concussion or something, but is that green day on the front lawn?" Dylan asked.
"It couldn't be," She said in disbelief.
"Oh, I think it is," Dylan said.
"Then let's get out there," Camille said excitedly, running out the bedroom door and rushing out to Matt's side. Dylan followed her lead, and joined Matt too. Matt had been rocking out the whole time, and as soon as Matt and Camille joined him, they rocked out together. The song ended, then worry rock came on. Then holiday. When the mini concert was over, Billie Joe handed something to Matt.
"Matt, you are a little charming freak, and I think that's awesome. Here," Billie Joe said as he handed Matt something, "These passes will get you back stage to any show we do. There like tickets, except that you can use them as much as you want. I gave you four, so your girlfriend here could bring a friend along," Billie Joe finished.
"She's not my girlfriend, she's my best friend," Matt said.
"Actually, I'm his girlfried, er, boyfriend," Dylan said.
"Oh, oh, okay.." Billie Joe said as it hit him, "Well, cool. Anyway, so she could like bring a date or something. " He said.
"Thanks," Camille, Matt, and Dylan said in unison.
"Oh, and here's this. It's a card with our phone number's on them, so you can call us. If you need anything, we're here for ya bud," Mike said as he handed him the card.
"Thanks, I don't know what to say accept....Thanks," Matt said as he tried to hold back tears. "This was really nice of you, the concert, the passes, the numbers, all of it," Matt said.
"Think nothin of it. We're glad to help," Tre said back.
"Thanks," Matt said again.
"Oh and by the way, your mom and my mom used to work at rod's hickory pit together back in berkely, so yeah, see ya," Billie Joe said quick.
Soon the band left to go back home. A couple of months went by, the whole while matt had been talking to the members of the band, gaining advice and comfort. Finally, one day, as Matt read the newspaper, he notice something.
"Green Day, live, at the wiltmore"
The day had finally come to use the pases. He called up Dylan and Camille, and they agreed to come along. Camille said she would also bring her new boy friend, and insane green day fan, Bobby. She had of course told him the whole story, Matt's family, the passes, the whole thing. The night finally arrived, and the four hopped into matt's mom's car and drove to Hollywood. "This will be a night I wont ever forget," each person thought as they went inside.
