Can You Bang Like a Drummer Can?, chapter 5
"I should... ..I should leave", I told him calmly walking away from where we were together.
"Listen Pippet... .I'm sorry", he said. His lip trembling all cute. I smiled.
"No you're fine. I have to go figure myself out", I told him walking away from him. He watched me walk down the hall and into my own room before he made himself comfortable on the couch.
-IN PIPPET'S ROOM-
"Don't cut it".
"Why not BJ, why not?". I took the scissors closer to me.
"Please, it's taken ages to grow it out", he complained trying to take the scissors off me. Snip by snip the locks hit the ground. Shorter and shorter it became. From being half way down her back it eventually made its way to under her jaw line. Billie watched taking deep breaths in.
"You happy with it?", he asked me, almost having a panic attack. I nodded asking him to get the dye for me. Slowly we put that in, and slowly my hair changed to a different colour.
"YOU'RE GOING BLUE?", Billie asked seeing it change. I nodded.
"Why what's wrong with blue?", I asked. He shook his head and washed it out for me. I could feel his fingers ticking the roots of my hair and that forced me to giggle and hit my skull on the faucet.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!".
"You alright?".
"Yes Billie Joe, I'm fine after just whacking into a FAUCET!", I yelled. I shouldn't have though I mean, it was a little harsh to take it out on him.
"Sorry".
"No its fine".
"Here open your mouth".
He slipped my tongue ring out and placed a new one in.
"Where'd you get that from?".
"Found it in Anna's room before I came here".
"Never knew she had hers pierced".
"Neither did I".
We shrugged at each other and could hear someone singing from the back room.
"I'll go check it out".
"Alright", BJ nodded, cleaning up the bathroom. I walked around the corner and stood at my door way. My record player was going off.
"And she told me... TO HOLD ON LOOSELY AND DON'T LET GO!!!!!".
"Tre is that you?".
"AAHHHHH!!! What are you doing here?".
"Ah, it's my bedroom. Why what are you doing?".
"Looking at your skirts".
"What do you mean? Tre get out here... ..".
Slowly the young drummer walked out to reveal himself in my plaid mini skirt.
"OMG!".
"What? I like it. It looks good on me", he announced posing. I shook my head and looked up to see him in a Ramones baby-doll tee.
"I can't believe you are wearing that and singing to my records".
"WOW you cut your hair".
"Yeah, you like it?".
"Course I do princess".
We cuddled. I don't think I've ever hugged a man wearing my clothing before. Actually no I have hugged Billie but all he was wearing was one of my hoodies. This one was awkward.
"So you planning to go to school like this?", I asked him.
"Ahh, I was actually planning for you to help me take it off and then we go to school", he explained to me. I nodded and helped him out of the Ramones shirt.
"You are wearing boxers right?", I asked. He nodded.
"Yeah why?".
"Just asking".
I helped him out of my shirt as well. He stood there for a moment in his dark blue boxers. What a sight to see. It was gorgeous in an awkward way. I wonder why I was falling for him. I mean, out of every guy why Tre? There were so many other options. So many people. Why did he, or was he being so 'nice' to me?
"Wait can we ahh wait for the song to finish?", he asked.
"Sure we can".
He put his hand out.
"Care to dance?", he asked smiling. His eyes sparkled and I swear it was too good to resist.
"Course", I replied taking his hand. He pulled me in closely and started singing;
"... ... And my mind goes back to a girl I left some years ago, who told me! Just hold on loosely, but don't let go... . IF YOU CLING TOO TIGHTLY, YOU'RE GONNA LOSE CONTROL... ... .."
"Tre... ".
"What you don't like my voice?".
"No, its just your awfully loud for 8 in the morning".
"Okay, sorry sweetie", he told me apologetically. I smiled.
"No need to apologize".
"But I want to".
"Why?".
"Why wouldn't I want to apologize to the sweetest girl in the world?". I smiled and blushed looking down slipping my hands into his pockets. This has to be teenage love, I mean nothing else right? Its not going to get serious.
We looked into each others eyes again.
His were so calm and bright. It was like they had stars in them. Damn I must sound lame with all this 'looking into a guy I'm in love with eyes but man. OH god, I just said I was love with him. NO NO NO NO NO NO NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I AM NOT INLOVE WITH TRE COOL!!!!!!
Anyways, that was until he answered his phone.
"Hello... ..".
"Hi Sweetie.."
"NO NO, a friends place".
"Sweetie... sweetie... ".
"Tre who was that?"... ... ... ..
"Listen Pippet... .I'm sorry", he said. His lip trembling all cute. I smiled.
"No you're fine. I have to go figure myself out", I told him walking away from him. He watched me walk down the hall and into my own room before he made himself comfortable on the couch.
-IN PIPPET'S ROOM-
"Don't cut it".
"Why not BJ, why not?". I took the scissors closer to me.
"Please, it's taken ages to grow it out", he complained trying to take the scissors off me. Snip by snip the locks hit the ground. Shorter and shorter it became. From being half way down her back it eventually made its way to under her jaw line. Billie watched taking deep breaths in.
"You happy with it?", he asked me, almost having a panic attack. I nodded asking him to get the dye for me. Slowly we put that in, and slowly my hair changed to a different colour.
"YOU'RE GOING BLUE?", Billie asked seeing it change. I nodded.
"Why what's wrong with blue?", I asked. He shook his head and washed it out for me. I could feel his fingers ticking the roots of my hair and that forced me to giggle and hit my skull on the faucet.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!".
"You alright?".
"Yes Billie Joe, I'm fine after just whacking into a FAUCET!", I yelled. I shouldn't have though I mean, it was a little harsh to take it out on him.
"Sorry".
"No its fine".
"Here open your mouth".
He slipped my tongue ring out and placed a new one in.
"Where'd you get that from?".
"Found it in Anna's room before I came here".
"Never knew she had hers pierced".
"Neither did I".
We shrugged at each other and could hear someone singing from the back room.
"I'll go check it out".
"Alright", BJ nodded, cleaning up the bathroom. I walked around the corner and stood at my door way. My record player was going off.
"And she told me... TO HOLD ON LOOSELY AND DON'T LET GO!!!!!".
"Tre is that you?".
"AAHHHHH!!! What are you doing here?".
"Ah, it's my bedroom. Why what are you doing?".
"Looking at your skirts".
"What do you mean? Tre get out here... ..".
Slowly the young drummer walked out to reveal himself in my plaid mini skirt.
"OMG!".
"What? I like it. It looks good on me", he announced posing. I shook my head and looked up to see him in a Ramones baby-doll tee.
"I can't believe you are wearing that and singing to my records".
"WOW you cut your hair".
"Yeah, you like it?".
"Course I do princess".
We cuddled. I don't think I've ever hugged a man wearing my clothing before. Actually no I have hugged Billie but all he was wearing was one of my hoodies. This one was awkward.
"So you planning to go to school like this?", I asked him.
"Ahh, I was actually planning for you to help me take it off and then we go to school", he explained to me. I nodded and helped him out of the Ramones shirt.
"You are wearing boxers right?", I asked. He nodded.
"Yeah why?".
"Just asking".
I helped him out of my shirt as well. He stood there for a moment in his dark blue boxers. What a sight to see. It was gorgeous in an awkward way. I wonder why I was falling for him. I mean, out of every guy why Tre? There were so many other options. So many people. Why did he, or was he being so 'nice' to me?
"Wait can we ahh wait for the song to finish?", he asked.
"Sure we can".
He put his hand out.
"Care to dance?", he asked smiling. His eyes sparkled and I swear it was too good to resist.
"Course", I replied taking his hand. He pulled me in closely and started singing;
"... ... And my mind goes back to a girl I left some years ago, who told me! Just hold on loosely, but don't let go... . IF YOU CLING TOO TIGHTLY, YOU'RE GONNA LOSE CONTROL... ... .."
"Tre... ".
"What you don't like my voice?".
"No, its just your awfully loud for 8 in the morning".
"Okay, sorry sweetie", he told me apologetically. I smiled.
"No need to apologize".
"But I want to".
"Why?".
"Why wouldn't I want to apologize to the sweetest girl in the world?". I smiled and blushed looking down slipping my hands into his pockets. This has to be teenage love, I mean nothing else right? Its not going to get serious.
We looked into each others eyes again.
His were so calm and bright. It was like they had stars in them. Damn I must sound lame with all this 'looking into a guy I'm in love with eyes but man. OH god, I just said I was love with him. NO NO NO NO NO NO NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I AM NOT INLOVE WITH TRE COOL!!!!!!
Anyways, that was until he answered his phone.
"Hello... ..".
"Hi Sweetie.."
"NO NO, a friends place".
"Sweetie... sweetie... ".
"Tre who was that?"... ... ... ..
