This Love Drives Me Into Madness, chapter 15
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-Briana's Point Of View-
It was amazing. Seeing Lyzz again. It seemed like so long ago since the last time I saw her. Only two weeks would she be staying. Erin and I would make sure these were the best two weeks of her life. And when I say best, I mean best.
Lyzz is about to have the time of her life...
***
-January 8, 2006-
-Erin's Point Of View-
"My friend's got a girlfriend and he hate that bitch. He tells me everyday..." I sang to myself while lying on my back. "I want pay! I want pay! No way! Nana why don't you get a job?"
"Because..." I heard Briana mutter as she stepped into my room, "We already have one." I sat up on my bed and looked at her. "But...you and I aren't doing so good..." she finished, walking over to my bed and sitting down. "I'm sorry...you have the right to say whatever you please."
"Nah, I don't," I said. "I should respect your religious beliefs."
"And I should respect your right to speak your thoughts."
"We should respect eachother, period."
"Yeah."
"Lyzz talked to you, didn't she?" I questioned.
"No..." Bri rolled her eyes.
"Okay. Good," I stated. "Now, let's get Ian over here, and we'll let Lyzz hear us practice."
***
"Where are we?" Lyzz questioned as we pulled into the driveway of Billie Joe Armstrong's villa.
"A friend's house," I smiled before getting out of the car.
"What friend?"
"You'll see..." Ian, Bri, Lyzz, and I walked up to the front porch and knocked on the door. A minute or two later, a short, scrawny man answered. A hat was pulled down over his eyes, casting a shadow upon his face.
"Hello," he muttered. I grinned.
"William Joeseph, meet my friend, Lyzz."
***
-Briana's Point Of View-
"We go on in twenty," I whispered to Erin and Ian. Us and the guys were all gathered around a table at a bar in Los Angeles. This was going to be Complications' first performance, and we all wanted it to be the best.
Lyzz still could not believe that Erin and I knew Green Day, but she was ecstatic about it. I knew she was thinking of questions to ask Billie Joe, for he was her favorite of the band. Little did she know that a relationship was held between a close friend of her's and the drummer. "Listen, we gotta get ready," I stated. "We go on in fifteen. Wish us luck."
"Wishing," Tre smiled. Ian, Erin, and I got up from the table and walked to the back room.
-Erin's Point Of View-
"Everybody...please put your hands together for..." the announcer dude began. "Complications!" Applause filled the large bar as the curtain rose on the small stage. Bri stepped up to the microphone,
"Uh...hello. We're Complications -"
"WE FIGURED THAT OUT! NOW WHAT ARE YOU PLAYING?!" someone from the audience exclaimed. I snatched the mic beside me and yelled,
"WE'RE PLAYING LITTLE BUNNY FOO FOO[i], YOU DUMBASS!"
"OH MY GOD!" Tre retorted. "I LOVE THAT SONG!" Everyone turned and stared at him. "What?" he shrugged.
"Eh mi gawd..." a girl sitting beside him began. "You're Tre Cool! And..." she pointed at me. "You're Erin! We're around famous people!"
"No way!" Tre gasped and looked around at his surroundings. "Who are they?"
"You, twat-monkey," Lyzz said.
"Oh." He sat back down.
"[i]Okay..." I continued. "Listen you bastards, this is how it's going down...we're gonna play for you guys, and you are gonna like it. But first..." I paused. "Let the man who interrupted us come up to the stage!" The audience pushed the blonde-haired man foward, making him stumble up next to Briana. I grabbed a glass of water that was beside me and stepped up to Bri and the young-looking 'gentleman'. "Hi," I smiled, before taking a sip of my water.
"Hi."
"Name's Erin." I held out my hand that wasn't holding the glass.
"Todd," the man grabbed my hand and we 'greeted' like normal people might do.
"Todd?" I quirked an eyebrow at him.
"Yeah..."
"I don't like that name." I poured the glass of water over his head.
"Bitch."
It was amazing. Seeing Lyzz again. It seemed like so long ago since the last time I saw her. Only two weeks would she be staying. Erin and I would make sure these were the best two weeks of her life. And when I say best, I mean best.
Lyzz is about to have the time of her life...
***
-January 8, 2006-
-Erin's Point Of View-
"My friend's got a girlfriend and he hate that bitch. He tells me everyday..." I sang to myself while lying on my back. "I want pay! I want pay! No way! Nana why don't you get a job?"
"Because..." I heard Briana mutter as she stepped into my room, "We already have one." I sat up on my bed and looked at her. "But...you and I aren't doing so good..." she finished, walking over to my bed and sitting down. "I'm sorry...you have the right to say whatever you please."
"Nah, I don't," I said. "I should respect your religious beliefs."
"And I should respect your right to speak your thoughts."
"We should respect eachother, period."
"Yeah."
"Lyzz talked to you, didn't she?" I questioned.
"No..." Bri rolled her eyes.
"Okay. Good," I stated. "Now, let's get Ian over here, and we'll let Lyzz hear us practice."
***
"Where are we?" Lyzz questioned as we pulled into the driveway of Billie Joe Armstrong's villa.
"A friend's house," I smiled before getting out of the car.
"What friend?"
"You'll see..." Ian, Bri, Lyzz, and I walked up to the front porch and knocked on the door. A minute or two later, a short, scrawny man answered. A hat was pulled down over his eyes, casting a shadow upon his face.
"Hello," he muttered. I grinned.
"William Joeseph, meet my friend, Lyzz."
***
-Briana's Point Of View-
"We go on in twenty," I whispered to Erin and Ian. Us and the guys were all gathered around a table at a bar in Los Angeles. This was going to be Complications' first performance, and we all wanted it to be the best.
Lyzz still could not believe that Erin and I knew Green Day, but she was ecstatic about it. I knew she was thinking of questions to ask Billie Joe, for he was her favorite of the band. Little did she know that a relationship was held between a close friend of her's and the drummer. "Listen, we gotta get ready," I stated. "We go on in fifteen. Wish us luck."
"Wishing," Tre smiled. Ian, Erin, and I got up from the table and walked to the back room.
-Erin's Point Of View-
"Everybody...please put your hands together for..." the announcer dude began. "Complications!" Applause filled the large bar as the curtain rose on the small stage. Bri stepped up to the microphone,
"Uh...hello. We're Complications -"
"WE FIGURED THAT OUT! NOW WHAT ARE YOU PLAYING?!" someone from the audience exclaimed. I snatched the mic beside me and yelled,
"WE'RE PLAYING LITTLE BUNNY FOO FOO[i], YOU DUMBASS!"
"OH MY GOD!" Tre retorted. "I LOVE THAT SONG!" Everyone turned and stared at him. "What?" he shrugged.
"Eh mi gawd..." a girl sitting beside him began. "You're Tre Cool! And..." she pointed at me. "You're Erin! We're around famous people!"
"No way!" Tre gasped and looked around at his surroundings. "Who are they?"
"You, twat-monkey," Lyzz said.
"Oh." He sat back down.
"[i]Okay..." I continued. "Listen you bastards, this is how it's going down...we're gonna play for you guys, and you are gonna like it. But first..." I paused. "Let the man who interrupted us come up to the stage!" The audience pushed the blonde-haired man foward, making him stumble up next to Briana. I grabbed a glass of water that was beside me and stepped up to Bri and the young-looking 'gentleman'. "Hi," I smiled, before taking a sip of my water.
"Hi."
"Name's Erin." I held out my hand that wasn't holding the glass.
"Todd," the man grabbed my hand and we 'greeted' like normal people might do.
"Todd?" I quirked an eyebrow at him.
"Yeah..."
"I don't like that name." I poured the glass of water over his head.
"Bitch."
