Before They Were Green, chapter 3
three months later
Billie, Mike, and Tre were all sitting around the Armstrongs' old beat-up coffee table.
A large burp came from the youngest boy. Tre was drumming a beat on the table.
"So...when's your party Bill?" Mike asked,not really paying attention.He was more interested in the stain on the carpet but he tried to maintain small-talk.
"Ummm...next Thursday?It's gonna be pretty sweet."Billie answered,smiling at the thought of it.
"Yup little Biwwie's turnin' the big 1-6!" Tre grinned. "Hey, now you can learn how to drive! And you know what THAT means..."He trailled of with an evil grin.
"Uhhh-huh! Gettin' girls!" Billie grinned.
"No silly, D.U.I!!" Tre declared.
"Frank Edwin Wright!" Mike scolded sarcastically,shaking his index finger in Tre's face."You know better then that!" Mike giggled. Billie had to squint his eyes from the sun while turning to Mike."What time's it?"he asked, stretching.
"Time for me to go.It's 5:30."
"Alrighty I better go too, yo!"Tre said.
"Kay, cya."Billie got up and walked to his room.He kicked some stray dirty clothes out of his way to make a path to his un-made bed. He plopped in it and stared at the blank ceiling,bored as hell.
the night of the party
"HEY BILL!" someone yelled to Billie over the loud music and talking.
"YEAH?!" Billie yelled back.
"YOU AND YOUR BAND SHOULD PLAY US A SONG!"
"UH OKAY BUT I'LL HAVE TO ASK MY BOYS."he grinned.Billie turned round and set off through the crowd to find Mike."THEY WANT US TO PLAY!"
"WHAT?!
"THEY WANT US TO PLAY!!!!"Billie screamed.
"OH! OKAY I'LL GET TRE!"Mike yelled back.Mike sipped the last of his beer and found Tre.They all got set up and played their hearts out.It was the best birthday party Billie could ask for.Everyone loved Sweet Children.
after everyone left
Billie stalked up sleepily to his room. He climbed into his bed and drifted off to sleep,not even bothering to pull the covers over himself. Ollie walked through the front door and saw alot of mess. Streamers, beer bottles (she sighed at this item), and food crumbs were strewn all over the floor."Billie has a big job to do tomorrow" she thought angrilly. Ollie waled up to Billie Joe's room and found him lying on his bed,fast asleep."He's growing up so quickly" she thought, a tear escaping her eye as she smiled at her sleeping son."But he'll always be my baby boy."she smiled again. Ollie walked up and pulled the covers over Billie. She smoothed his hair and kissed him on the forehead.Ollie left the room and went to bed too.
at Mike's house the same night
Mike passed out on his bedroom floor.He was snoring softly when his step-dad came in, hearing the noise of Mike's door closing.He smiled slightly and guiltily at his adopted son lying on the floor."Maby I AM too hard on him. "He thought. He took the blanket off Mike's bed and layed it on Mike. He left the room. After seeing Mike so peaceful for the first time in a while. It made him see Mike in a whole new light.
Tre's house the same night
Tre opened the front door and burped, anouncing his presence. He walked past the dark kitchen and eyed the clock on the stove. It read 2:00 am. He walked up the stairs and was waling past his dad's room.
"Goodnight son." Tre's dad grumbled through the doorway.
Tre looked in shock but then smiled."Night daddy-o."
Billie, Mike, and Tre were all sitting around the Armstrongs' old beat-up coffee table.
A large burp came from the youngest boy. Tre was drumming a beat on the table.
"So...when's your party Bill?" Mike asked,not really paying attention.He was more interested in the stain on the carpet but he tried to maintain small-talk.
"Ummm...next Thursday?It's gonna be pretty sweet."Billie answered,smiling at the thought of it.
"Yup little Biwwie's turnin' the big 1-6!" Tre grinned. "Hey, now you can learn how to drive! And you know what THAT means..."He trailled of with an evil grin.
"Uhhh-huh! Gettin' girls!" Billie grinned.
"No silly, D.U.I!!" Tre declared.
"Frank Edwin Wright!" Mike scolded sarcastically,shaking his index finger in Tre's face."You know better then that!" Mike giggled. Billie had to squint his eyes from the sun while turning to Mike."What time's it?"he asked, stretching.
"Time for me to go.It's 5:30."
"Alrighty I better go too, yo!"Tre said.
"Kay, cya."Billie got up and walked to his room.He kicked some stray dirty clothes out of his way to make a path to his un-made bed. He plopped in it and stared at the blank ceiling,bored as hell.
the night of the party
"HEY BILL!" someone yelled to Billie over the loud music and talking.
"YEAH?!" Billie yelled back.
"YOU AND YOUR BAND SHOULD PLAY US A SONG!"
"UH OKAY BUT I'LL HAVE TO ASK MY BOYS."he grinned.Billie turned round and set off through the crowd to find Mike."THEY WANT US TO PLAY!"
"WHAT?!
"THEY WANT US TO PLAY!!!!"Billie screamed.
"OH! OKAY I'LL GET TRE!"Mike yelled back.Mike sipped the last of his beer and found Tre.They all got set up and played their hearts out.It was the best birthday party Billie could ask for.Everyone loved Sweet Children.
after everyone left
Billie stalked up sleepily to his room. He climbed into his bed and drifted off to sleep,not even bothering to pull the covers over himself. Ollie walked through the front door and saw alot of mess. Streamers, beer bottles (she sighed at this item), and food crumbs were strewn all over the floor."Billie has a big job to do tomorrow" she thought angrilly. Ollie waled up to Billie Joe's room and found him lying on his bed,fast asleep."He's growing up so quickly" she thought, a tear escaping her eye as she smiled at her sleeping son."But he'll always be my baby boy."she smiled again. Ollie walked up and pulled the covers over Billie. She smoothed his hair and kissed him on the forehead.Ollie left the room and went to bed too.
at Mike's house the same night
Mike passed out on his bedroom floor.He was snoring softly when his step-dad came in, hearing the noise of Mike's door closing.He smiled slightly and guiltily at his adopted son lying on the floor."Maby I AM too hard on him. "He thought. He took the blanket off Mike's bed and layed it on Mike. He left the room. After seeing Mike so peaceful for the first time in a while. It made him see Mike in a whole new light.
Tre's house the same night
Tre opened the front door and burped, anouncing his presence. He walked past the dark kitchen and eyed the clock on the stove. It read 2:00 am. He walked up the stairs and was waling past his dad's room.
"Goodnight son." Tre's dad grumbled through the doorway.
Tre looked in shock but then smiled."Night daddy-o."
