Needles, Ink, and Hardcore Love, chapter 1
I was on my break when Jackson yelled "Maureen! Some guy wants a tattoo, he asked for you!" I rolled my eyes and packed up my meat free lunch. "Can't Tal do it or something?" I whined "Nope, she went home early, 'member? Plus this is a special request." I walked to the front room to see some guys standing in sunglasses, biting the inside of their cheeks. "Freaks" I thought.
"You beckoned for me master?" I said sarcastically at Jackson who playfully growled and smacked my ass "HEY! That's off limits, boss" I yelled after him before turning back to the men, obviously trying to hide their identities. Before I had them fill out the forms I laughed to myself "You guys can take off the shades, I know who you are, If you want, I can lock the doors?" The man who was Mike dropped his guard and removed his big black aviators, "That'd be great" he smiled. I locked the doors, glad to be locked in a room with one of my favorite bands.
The men who were Tre Cool and Billie Joe Armstrong finally removed their lenses and laughed slightly. It amazed how short they were! I mean, I'm not a tall girl, and Tre was only, like, and inch taller than me!
"Do you boys have a design in mind, or would you like to browse?" I said, hiding my sheer excitement from the rising stars with bleached and dyed hair. Tre stepped up first, not only was he short, he looked much younger than twenty, one year younger than me. I giggled quietly to myself. "What" Billie Joe asked irritably. "What's with the matching trench coats? You guys look like cartoon detectives" I laughed. Tre blushed and removed the khaki coat, revealing a tight red t shirt, which instantly turned me on. Mike and Billie removed theirs too while laughing quietly.
Tre shakily handed me his tattoo design, a small anklet band, similar to the one I had around my own wrist. "Okay, this won't take to long..." I said thoughtfully, looking at the design he had bestowed upon me. He glanced around nervously in the pleather chair as I sterilized my needle and got my black ink out "You ready?" I asked, respecting that most of the men that some in here aren't covered in tattoos like Jackson and a lot of other guys I've met since I started working at LA Tattoos. "Would you like me to turn on some music, to divert your attention, business is slow today, since you know, me locking the doors and everything, so it won't matter" I asked, desperately wanting to go over the material before Talia killed me and hearing my voice over and over again tended to help me. "Yeah, sure." Billie Joe said obviously bored out of his skull waiting for his turn. "JACKSON!" I called, making the extremely nervous Tre jump in his seat "Push play on the stereo, and call Tal back, I got two guys besides the one I'm workin on now, kay?" I heard some grumbling from the front desk, although he was my boss, I KINDA asked a lot of him. Despite Jackon's obvious reluctancy to listen to me, within a few minutes I heard my best friend and band mate, Talia, walk in.
I called her over "Look who I'm tattooing" She looked over at me longingly as I started outlinging the tattoo, I moaned loudly to annoy her, which only caused her to laugh. Once I got to his ankled bone, Tre started to whine, telling me how badly it was hurting him. I finally got to fill in the colors while Tal took care of Mike, who wanted a skull and crossbones on the inside of one of his arms. Billie suddenly broke the silence "Who is this?" he said motioning towards the speakers Talia and I smiled "Us." She responded simply. Billie returned to his quiet state, obviously in great thought about our CD.
About an hour later, (I still wasn't finished with Mr. Whiney pants's tattoo) Billie, once again, interupted the silence "Guys, do you think Tal and Maureen's band would like to open for us tomorrow night?" "If, of course its okay with you guys." Mike interjected. Talia answered the question instantaneously "OF COURSE!" the excited rung through her exclamation. Tre fidgeted in his seat "I swear, if you fidget one more time, thing whole thing is gonna turn out shitty, and then you can't get it fixed" I said peevishly, Tre immediately stopped moving, Hey, I be a damn good dominatrix!
"Wow, I have never had a grown man whine so fucking much" I teased as I wrapped up the almost perfect anklet. He knew I was kidding and flashed me his guns, I squeezed his bicep as Tre Shouted "I'm not a BABY, Check these babes out!" Billie burst out laughing and told Tre to get up and stop flirting with me, which sent my face into a deep shade of red.
I, Maureen Menzel, actually tattooed Tre FUCKING Cool, and now I was tattooing Billie Joe, the only way this day could have been any better if Johnny Depp and Amanda Palmer came in for tattoos. Billie Joe sat down and apologized for Tre, who was at the moment, playing with a rubber band while whistling row row row your boat. I laughed as I changed needles and resterilized. Billie handed me his design - which was a photo strip of, who he said was his girl friend Adrienne. "She knows you gettin this?" I said half heartedly while I started to make the basic outline of the first photo on his forearm "Nope," he said cheerfully "I'm going to show it to her when I get home next week, right before I preposed" I smiled as I heard Tre call "AND ALSO BEFORE YOU BANG 'ER" "Aww" I said, Billie Joe deffinently had a tender heart and obviously cared about this chick a lot, He must make a fabulous boy friend.
Billie Joe winced as I finished up the area closer to his wrist, which was a very sensitive spot for some people. "How you doin', Tal?" I said over my shoulder as I wrapped up Billie Joe's (DID I MENTION THE BILLIE JOE? ) arm. Talia was laughing, apparentally at ssomething Mike had said and curtly said "Fine" before returning to her conversation, this made me laugh slightly, Talia didn't like to be interrupted while she was flirting. Billie tapped my arm "Hey, I didn't quite catch your full name." He said questioningly I looked up into his green brown eyes "Maureen, Maureen Menzel" I responded
"Thats a rockin' name!" I heard Tre call from the front desk, I laughed.
"You beckoned for me master?" I said sarcastically at Jackson who playfully growled and smacked my ass "HEY! That's off limits, boss" I yelled after him before turning back to the men, obviously trying to hide their identities. Before I had them fill out the forms I laughed to myself "You guys can take off the shades, I know who you are, If you want, I can lock the doors?" The man who was Mike dropped his guard and removed his big black aviators, "That'd be great" he smiled. I locked the doors, glad to be locked in a room with one of my favorite bands.
The men who were Tre Cool and Billie Joe Armstrong finally removed their lenses and laughed slightly. It amazed how short they were! I mean, I'm not a tall girl, and Tre was only, like, and inch taller than me!
"Do you boys have a design in mind, or would you like to browse?" I said, hiding my sheer excitement from the rising stars with bleached and dyed hair. Tre stepped up first, not only was he short, he looked much younger than twenty, one year younger than me. I giggled quietly to myself. "What" Billie Joe asked irritably. "What's with the matching trench coats? You guys look like cartoon detectives" I laughed. Tre blushed and removed the khaki coat, revealing a tight red t shirt, which instantly turned me on. Mike and Billie removed theirs too while laughing quietly.
Tre shakily handed me his tattoo design, a small anklet band, similar to the one I had around my own wrist. "Okay, this won't take to long..." I said thoughtfully, looking at the design he had bestowed upon me. He glanced around nervously in the pleather chair as I sterilized my needle and got my black ink out "You ready?" I asked, respecting that most of the men that some in here aren't covered in tattoos like Jackson and a lot of other guys I've met since I started working at LA Tattoos. "Would you like me to turn on some music, to divert your attention, business is slow today, since you know, me locking the doors and everything, so it won't matter" I asked, desperately wanting to go over the material before Talia killed me and hearing my voice over and over again tended to help me. "Yeah, sure." Billie Joe said obviously bored out of his skull waiting for his turn. "JACKSON!" I called, making the extremely nervous Tre jump in his seat "Push play on the stereo, and call Tal back, I got two guys besides the one I'm workin on now, kay?" I heard some grumbling from the front desk, although he was my boss, I KINDA asked a lot of him. Despite Jackon's obvious reluctancy to listen to me, within a few minutes I heard my best friend and band mate, Talia, walk in.
I called her over "Look who I'm tattooing" She looked over at me longingly as I started outlinging the tattoo, I moaned loudly to annoy her, which only caused her to laugh. Once I got to his ankled bone, Tre started to whine, telling me how badly it was hurting him. I finally got to fill in the colors while Tal took care of Mike, who wanted a skull and crossbones on the inside of one of his arms. Billie suddenly broke the silence "Who is this?" he said motioning towards the speakers Talia and I smiled "Us." She responded simply. Billie returned to his quiet state, obviously in great thought about our CD.
About an hour later, (I still wasn't finished with Mr. Whiney pants's tattoo) Billie, once again, interupted the silence "Guys, do you think Tal and Maureen's band would like to open for us tomorrow night?" "If, of course its okay with you guys." Mike interjected. Talia answered the question instantaneously "OF COURSE!" the excited rung through her exclamation. Tre fidgeted in his seat "I swear, if you fidget one more time, thing whole thing is gonna turn out shitty, and then you can't get it fixed" I said peevishly, Tre immediately stopped moving, Hey, I be a damn good dominatrix!
"Wow, I have never had a grown man whine so fucking much" I teased as I wrapped up the almost perfect anklet. He knew I was kidding and flashed me his guns, I squeezed his bicep as Tre Shouted "I'm not a BABY, Check these babes out!" Billie burst out laughing and told Tre to get up and stop flirting with me, which sent my face into a deep shade of red.
I, Maureen Menzel, actually tattooed Tre FUCKING Cool, and now I was tattooing Billie Joe, the only way this day could have been any better if Johnny Depp and Amanda Palmer came in for tattoos. Billie Joe sat down and apologized for Tre, who was at the moment, playing with a rubber band while whistling row row row your boat. I laughed as I changed needles and resterilized. Billie handed me his design - which was a photo strip of, who he said was his girl friend Adrienne. "She knows you gettin this?" I said half heartedly while I started to make the basic outline of the first photo on his forearm "Nope," he said cheerfully "I'm going to show it to her when I get home next week, right before I preposed" I smiled as I heard Tre call "AND ALSO BEFORE YOU BANG 'ER" "Aww" I said, Billie Joe deffinently had a tender heart and obviously cared about this chick a lot, He must make a fabulous boy friend.
Billie Joe winced as I finished up the area closer to his wrist, which was a very sensitive spot for some people. "How you doin', Tal?" I said over my shoulder as I wrapped up Billie Joe's (DID I MENTION THE BILLIE JOE? ) arm. Talia was laughing, apparentally at ssomething Mike had said and curtly said "Fine" before returning to her conversation, this made me laugh slightly, Talia didn't like to be interrupted while she was flirting. Billie tapped my arm "Hey, I didn't quite catch your full name." He said questioningly I looked up into his green brown eyes "Maureen, Maureen Menzel" I responded
"Thats a rockin' name!" I heard Tre call from the front desk, I laughed.
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