I Can't Wait For The Day, chapter 4
[Billie's POV]
I woke up with a scare. I just had the strangest dream... Judy and I were walking through the school, then we ran outside. We had a contest, we wanted to see who could jump higher. We never came down. She grabbed my hand, she was scared of heights. We flew through the sky and all the fear washed away, we were together. Then I remember falling. I was about to hit the ground when I awoke.
I was mumbling some nonsence to myself, something like, She's still up there, She's scared, Help her, Help her. I didn't know what it meant. Just another nightmare, I guess.
I grab a piece of paper and start to write.
[Judy's POV]
Another morning waking up to the sound of my sister screaming at me. Fun. She knows I have an alarm clock, but no, she has to scream. She's saying she'll miss the bus if I don't get my ass out of bed. Funny, she's never missed the bus. I know my sister is nineteen, but this is her second year in twelfth grade. And she's expecting to spend another year there after this one. I suspect I'll probably graduate before her. She'll probably drop out and work at McDonald's for the rest of her life.
I get up, change into some somewhat clean clothes, put on some eyeliner, do my hair, the usual routine. And I'm still ready before her. I should be the one screaming at HER to wake up earlier. But then, that would require me to wake up early as well.
And, for the record, we didn't miss the bus.
[Tre's POV]
"There he is, there he is, look!" I say to Mike. After Billie moved, we decided, pshht, who needs parents, we can find someone to stay with. Billie's mom will probably let us stay at her place, she's nice. So now we're observing our friend from behind a pop machine. Genious, I tell myself. Mike's not smart like me. He said, we should just go up to him, say hi, and watch him freak out. It was my idea to spy on him. Like I said, I'm a genious.
I see this girl walk by. My god, is she beautiful. She's got long, shiny brown hair and bright blue eyes. She goes and talks to... Billie Joe?
She grabs a box out of her backpack and I wonder what it is.. Holy shit, it's POP TARTS! I love Pop Tarts! I jump out of my hiding space and grab her Pop Tarts.
"MY POP TARTS!" she screams. "YOU STOLE THEM! GIVE THEM BACK!"
"Okay," I say, with my mouth full of part of the Pop Tart I stole. I hand the box back to her.
"You'll pay for your crime!" she says.
"How the hell did you get here?" Billie asks me. I know, what a nice way to greet your friend. Not a nice Hello, or a friendly How was your day, just "How the hell did you get here?".
"I sprouted wings out of my butt and flew." I reply. It's true. Actually, no it's not, but if I tell myself enough times that it is then maybe it will become true.
All of the sudden Billie stares into the space behind me. He gets this little smile on his face, as if whatever is behind me is the most important, beautiful object in the world. I hope he's not looking at me, that would be a little creepy.
I guess I should turn around.
[Judy's POV]
"Hey guys," I say to Billie, Mona, and some other guy that's talking to them. "What's up?"
"Not much, other than that I don't know who anyone is because Billie hasn't bothered to introduce me!" the guy says.
"Sorry, man! Alrighty. Tre meet Judy, Judy meet Tre, Tre, Mona, Mona this is Tre. You know, the one I was telling you about," Billie says. So this is the infamous Tre.
"Hey, uh... Mike's still behind the pop machine!" Tre says. Billie runs to go check behind the machine. "MIKE!!" he screams. "IT'S MIKE!!"
"Yeah, man, great to see you. At school, I mean, seeing as I just saw you on Saturday."
Billie laughs. I can tell he's really excited to be around his friends from his old school, which was on the other side of the city.
I grab Mike and Tre's schedule's and check if we've got any classes together. Tre is in my Band class and in guitar and Math with me as well. Mike's in Guitar with us.
The bell rings and Tre and Mona have Social first thing, so they head off to the class. I go off on my own to Home Ec., a class I only took so I could eat the food, and Billie and Mike go to English.
This is going to be a great day.
I woke up with a scare. I just had the strangest dream... Judy and I were walking through the school, then we ran outside. We had a contest, we wanted to see who could jump higher. We never came down. She grabbed my hand, she was scared of heights. We flew through the sky and all the fear washed away, we were together. Then I remember falling. I was about to hit the ground when I awoke.
I was mumbling some nonsence to myself, something like, She's still up there, She's scared, Help her, Help her. I didn't know what it meant. Just another nightmare, I guess.
I grab a piece of paper and start to write.
[Judy's POV]
Another morning waking up to the sound of my sister screaming at me. Fun. She knows I have an alarm clock, but no, she has to scream. She's saying she'll miss the bus if I don't get my ass out of bed. Funny, she's never missed the bus. I know my sister is nineteen, but this is her second year in twelfth grade. And she's expecting to spend another year there after this one. I suspect I'll probably graduate before her. She'll probably drop out and work at McDonald's for the rest of her life.
I get up, change into some somewhat clean clothes, put on some eyeliner, do my hair, the usual routine. And I'm still ready before her. I should be the one screaming at HER to wake up earlier. But then, that would require me to wake up early as well.
And, for the record, we didn't miss the bus.
[Tre's POV]
"There he is, there he is, look!" I say to Mike. After Billie moved, we decided, pshht, who needs parents, we can find someone to stay with. Billie's mom will probably let us stay at her place, she's nice. So now we're observing our friend from behind a pop machine. Genious, I tell myself. Mike's not smart like me. He said, we should just go up to him, say hi, and watch him freak out. It was my idea to spy on him. Like I said, I'm a genious.
I see this girl walk by. My god, is she beautiful. She's got long, shiny brown hair and bright blue eyes. She goes and talks to... Billie Joe?
She grabs a box out of her backpack and I wonder what it is.. Holy shit, it's POP TARTS! I love Pop Tarts! I jump out of my hiding space and grab her Pop Tarts.
"MY POP TARTS!" she screams. "YOU STOLE THEM! GIVE THEM BACK!"
"Okay," I say, with my mouth full of part of the Pop Tart I stole. I hand the box back to her.
"You'll pay for your crime!" she says.
"How the hell did you get here?" Billie asks me. I know, what a nice way to greet your friend. Not a nice Hello, or a friendly How was your day, just "How the hell did you get here?".
"I sprouted wings out of my butt and flew." I reply. It's true. Actually, no it's not, but if I tell myself enough times that it is then maybe it will become true.
All of the sudden Billie stares into the space behind me. He gets this little smile on his face, as if whatever is behind me is the most important, beautiful object in the world. I hope he's not looking at me, that would be a little creepy.
I guess I should turn around.
[Judy's POV]
"Hey guys," I say to Billie, Mona, and some other guy that's talking to them. "What's up?"
"Not much, other than that I don't know who anyone is because Billie hasn't bothered to introduce me!" the guy says.
"Sorry, man! Alrighty. Tre meet Judy, Judy meet Tre, Tre, Mona, Mona this is Tre. You know, the one I was telling you about," Billie says. So this is the infamous Tre.
"Hey, uh... Mike's still behind the pop machine!" Tre says. Billie runs to go check behind the machine. "MIKE!!" he screams. "IT'S MIKE!!"
"Yeah, man, great to see you. At school, I mean, seeing as I just saw you on Saturday."
Billie laughs. I can tell he's really excited to be around his friends from his old school, which was on the other side of the city.
I grab Mike and Tre's schedule's and check if we've got any classes together. Tre is in my Band class and in guitar and Math with me as well. Mike's in Guitar with us.
The bell rings and Tre and Mona have Social first thing, so they head off to the class. I go off on my own to Home Ec., a class I only took so I could eat the food, and Billie and Mike go to English.
This is going to be a great day.
