Breaking up The Band, chapter 6
***Lia's POV***
I grumbled. Where was it again? 24th and 3rd.. 24th and third, oh there it was.. Right in front of me. I smacked myself in the forehead. "HEY!" I screamed, running over to what I supposed was the 'Bookmobile', pounding on the door.
Someone said 'ow' from inside the bus.
Mike opened the door, looking exasperated." Billie Joe was so excited it was you he banged his head on the celing.." he said, sighing." Anyways, I suppose you should come in."
"I would suppose so.." I said, walking in. Billie Joe, who was laying on the floor, clutching his head in pain, waved at me.
The door of the bathroom burst open." HEY, ITS THE RABID PINK HAIRED GIRL!" Tre, who had just jumped out at me, cried. "HIYA!"
I raised an eyebrow at Tre. "He's drunk?" I asked, looking at him.
"No, he's always like that." Billie Joe said, standing up.
"But didn't he just say he had too much tequila?" Mike said.
"Good point.. I guess the combined effects of sewage and tequila made him loony-er than usual." Billie Joe said." So, anyways.. Lia, er, we'll have somewhere for you to sleep, sometime." he said, looking around the bus. There were only three bunks in the cramped space.
"I'll just have a little corner to sleep in, I don't need a bed." I said, walking over to the corner by the bunks and the door that had just enough space to sit in.
"Take my bunk... I mean, you shouldn't be on the floor." Billie said.
"I'll be fine." I said. I thought it was sweet of Billie to give up his bunk for me, but letting me on tour with them was kind enough.
Tre giggled," Ha ha, Billie's being MUSHY GUSHY! OOOH! LIA AND BILLIE JOE SITTING IN A TREE! K-I-S-S-I-N-G!"
"Are you sure?" Billie Joe said, ignoring Tre.
"I'm sure. Wait, you guys are going to Minnesota? My sister lives in Minnesota." I said. Adrienne was a few years older than me, but she was still my sister, after all, and she loved music.
"Yup, Minnesota." Billie Joe said.
"MINI SODA!" Tre cried, laughing." Hey, wait, rabid-girl looks fourteen. Are you sure she should go on tour with us?"
"I'm twenty-two." I said, raising an eyebrow at Tre.
"Oh, good. That means I can hit on you. YAY!" Tre said.
"Uh..." I said.
"He'd do it anyways, even if you were eleven." Mike said.
"NU-UH!" Tre screamed." I'm not that perverted! I'm not even perverted!"
"Yes you are. You also act like a two year old hyped up on drugs." Billie Joe said.
I laughed. "So, what's the band's name?"
"Green Day."
A tour sounded better than ever.
I grumbled. Where was it again? 24th and 3rd.. 24th and third, oh there it was.. Right in front of me. I smacked myself in the forehead. "HEY!" I screamed, running over to what I supposed was the 'Bookmobile', pounding on the door.
Someone said 'ow' from inside the bus.
Mike opened the door, looking exasperated." Billie Joe was so excited it was you he banged his head on the celing.." he said, sighing." Anyways, I suppose you should come in."
"I would suppose so.." I said, walking in. Billie Joe, who was laying on the floor, clutching his head in pain, waved at me.
The door of the bathroom burst open." HEY, ITS THE RABID PINK HAIRED GIRL!" Tre, who had just jumped out at me, cried. "HIYA!"
I raised an eyebrow at Tre. "He's drunk?" I asked, looking at him.
"No, he's always like that." Billie Joe said, standing up.
"But didn't he just say he had too much tequila?" Mike said.
"Good point.. I guess the combined effects of sewage and tequila made him loony-er than usual." Billie Joe said." So, anyways.. Lia, er, we'll have somewhere for you to sleep, sometime." he said, looking around the bus. There were only three bunks in the cramped space.
"I'll just have a little corner to sleep in, I don't need a bed." I said, walking over to the corner by the bunks and the door that had just enough space to sit in.
"Take my bunk... I mean, you shouldn't be on the floor." Billie said.
"I'll be fine." I said. I thought it was sweet of Billie to give up his bunk for me, but letting me on tour with them was kind enough.
Tre giggled," Ha ha, Billie's being MUSHY GUSHY! OOOH! LIA AND BILLIE JOE SITTING IN A TREE! K-I-S-S-I-N-G!"
"Are you sure?" Billie Joe said, ignoring Tre.
"I'm sure. Wait, you guys are going to Minnesota? My sister lives in Minnesota." I said. Adrienne was a few years older than me, but she was still my sister, after all, and she loved music.
"Yup, Minnesota." Billie Joe said.
"MINI SODA!" Tre cried, laughing." Hey, wait, rabid-girl looks fourteen. Are you sure she should go on tour with us?"
"I'm twenty-two." I said, raising an eyebrow at Tre.
"Oh, good. That means I can hit on you. YAY!" Tre said.
"Uh..." I said.
"He'd do it anyways, even if you were eleven." Mike said.
"NU-UH!" Tre screamed." I'm not that perverted! I'm not even perverted!"
"Yes you are. You also act like a two year old hyped up on drugs." Billie Joe said.
I laughed. "So, what's the band's name?"
"Green Day."
A tour sounded better than ever.
