Basket Case, chapter 4
A few hours past by and we really got to know each other. Especially Tre and I. Mike and Hallie had run off somewhere but no one bothered to find out where. (I think we all knew where they were). I showed Billie and Tre the rest of the house starting with Hallie's room. Well at least I tried to show them Hallie's room but the door was locked and strange noises were being heard, so instead we went to my room. My room was the second biggest room. I had guitars, drums, and basses all over the place. I had posters of Queen and ACDC and Nirvana. Basically all rock groups that had been famous were on my wall. My wardrobe was all black, red, or white dickies pants, Rock concert tees, and converse. Then there was my "sanctuary" AKA my bed. It was one of those round beds and took up about a third of my room.
We went through the rest of the house and got to the last room.
"Whose room is this?" Billie asked.
"Our friend, El, is moving in with us." I replied. The room we were at was the biggest room. It was also were nothing was kept. In fact, I don't even know why we had that room in our house. El was my best friend. (I told ya you'd be my best friend El).
"When she moving in?" Tre asked.
"When ever we get enough room and cars for her stuff," I replied.
"Well call her and tell her to get ready." Billie shouted," She's movin' in today!" Billie drove us to a U-haul station and helped pay the rental fees. Then we headed over to El's.
"El!" I shouted as loud as I could without screaming," We're here!"
"I noticed," she said walking out with suitcases and boxes in her arms.
"Need some help?" I asked sarcastically.
"No." She said in the same tone I used. It took about 2 hours to get her stuff into the truck. Then we headed home. On are way I introduced Billie and Tre to Her and told her how we met. Her and Billie seemed to get along unusually well. I think I felt some chemistry going on in there. Or it could have been gas but I like my chemistry theory better.
"So how long have you guys known each other?" El asked us.
"So far about, ehhhhhh, four hours." I said looking at my watch.
"Wow and you're already inviting them over." She said," I'm ashamed of you. Didn't you ever learn not to talk to strangers?"
"Well I talk to you and you're the strangest person I know." I said back to her with a smile. (No offense El. )That had made every one else laugh.
It was about 10:00 PM when we got home. First we had stopped at a fast food place. Then Tre decided he wanted to rent some scary movies, which made El want to go buy popcorn which made me want movie theater popcorn which made Billie want to see a movie. Then it took us about an hour to find what movie we wanted to see. We had decided to see It. (I know not a movie you'd see in movie theaters but it 's an old movie theater and the story takes place along time ago). I think Billie and Tre enjoyed the movie more becuz half the time El and I were snuggled up with them in fright. After that we went home. We turned the corner of the street and were almost at the house when we saw signs leading to my house. We got in front and the house was totally thrashed. Messier than ever before. In the front lawn was my lucky guitars... Broken and burned. My drum set was just as trashed. Then I saw my fav guitar, Lucky, still on fire... And broken.
We went through the rest of the house and got to the last room.
"Whose room is this?" Billie asked.
"Our friend, El, is moving in with us." I replied. The room we were at was the biggest room. It was also were nothing was kept. In fact, I don't even know why we had that room in our house. El was my best friend. (I told ya you'd be my best friend El).
"When she moving in?" Tre asked.
"When ever we get enough room and cars for her stuff," I replied.
"Well call her and tell her to get ready." Billie shouted," She's movin' in today!" Billie drove us to a U-haul station and helped pay the rental fees. Then we headed over to El's.
"El!" I shouted as loud as I could without screaming," We're here!"
"I noticed," she said walking out with suitcases and boxes in her arms.
"Need some help?" I asked sarcastically.
"No." She said in the same tone I used. It took about 2 hours to get her stuff into the truck. Then we headed home. On are way I introduced Billie and Tre to Her and told her how we met. Her and Billie seemed to get along unusually well. I think I felt some chemistry going on in there. Or it could have been gas but I like my chemistry theory better.
"So how long have you guys known each other?" El asked us.
"So far about, ehhhhhh, four hours." I said looking at my watch.
"Wow and you're already inviting them over." She said," I'm ashamed of you. Didn't you ever learn not to talk to strangers?"
"Well I talk to you and you're the strangest person I know." I said back to her with a smile. (No offense El. )That had made every one else laugh.
It was about 10:00 PM when we got home. First we had stopped at a fast food place. Then Tre decided he wanted to rent some scary movies, which made El want to go buy popcorn which made me want movie theater popcorn which made Billie want to see a movie. Then it took us about an hour to find what movie we wanted to see. We had decided to see It. (I know not a movie you'd see in movie theaters but it 's an old movie theater and the story takes place along time ago). I think Billie and Tre enjoyed the movie more becuz half the time El and I were snuggled up with them in fright. After that we went home. We turned the corner of the street and were almost at the house when we saw signs leading to my house. We got in front and the house was totally thrashed. Messier than ever before. In the front lawn was my lucky guitars... Broken and burned. My drum set was just as trashed. Then I saw my fav guitar, Lucky, still on fire... And broken.
