Catch 22, chapter 3
"SHIT!" I heard someone shout, another voice, which I assumed to be Mike, mumble something but he was covered by someones hand.
"Who's that?" he said, and crawled over to me and hugged my ankle.
"Mmm fresh meat" he said. I didn't know wether to kick him in the mouth or laugh it off and introduce myself, however Mike did the second option for me.
"TRE'! HEEL!" He looked up at Mike and pouted then crawled behind who I assumed to be Billie Joe, standing in the middle of the room, his ringlets/dreads covering one of his bright green eyes.
He was just staring at me.
Then when he caught me glancing, his lips curved into a smile and he asked;
"Hi, names Billie, yours?" he still had a playful, yet intrigued smile playing on his lips.
"Jay" I replied, and decided to smile back. Mike saw this and cut in.
"Who wants a drink?"
"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOZE!" came a voice from behind the couch. Tre' had obviously rolled out from behind Billie's legs and found something interesting on the carpet.
Now it wasn't so interesting, and the alcohol in the kitchen was.
"Billieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Booze booze booze booze booze booze booze BOOZE booze boo—"
"ALRIGHT TRE'!" he cried, and laughed.
"C'mon, let's go see what we have" They both walked into the kitchen, well Tre' rolled, the carpet was his friend today, and mooched around to see what they could find.
"DAMN IT MIKE!" Billie shouted from the kitchen.
Mike sighed "What's wrong BJ.." he asked, he had been rudely interrupted, yet again, as he'd been trying to win Jay over all day.
Billie walked back into the living room and plonked himself next Jay.
"No booze" he said, then sulked and looked towards the kitchen where crashes and clinks could be heard.
"I SAID NO BOOZE!" he shouted this time. There was a shrilling cry from the kitchen.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Tre' didn't take lightly to the fact that he wasn't going to be able to get drunk that night.
"Oh, there's a 7/11 down the road, I could go get you some Bud if you want" Jay managed her sentence out in between Tre's sobbing.
"Bloody hell! She speaks!" Billie shouted, then jumped up off the sofa after grinning at Jay, and grabbed his wallet and DK hat then made his way to the door.
"C'mon then Jay, lets go get some alcohol, you look like you need some you big sack of nerves" he laughed t his remark, which caused Jay to pout, and he headed out the door with her close behind.
"Later Mike" he mouthed through the window, and ran after jay who was already half way up the street.
Hiding behind a trash can to be precise.
Jay had fallen in LOVE with Billie's hat the moment she saw it, and now was the time to pounce.
As he walked past her hiding place, he dropped his wallet (Oh what a coincidence). Bending down to pick it up, Jay ran out and climbed on his back removing the hat in the process, and plonking it on her head.
"Damn it that was too easy" She laughed and clung onto Billie's back as he stood up.
"Bi-atch" he laughed "Now I'll just have to carry you everywhere"
"And your saying it like it's a bad thing? WOOO! Take me to the booze store, MINION!" She grinned and jumped a little when Billie put his hands on her thighs.
"Right, you'll be sorry you said that... " And he took off at a run.
"You should be honored" he panted "Your riding THE soon to be famous, Billie Joe Armstrong" He laughed at Jays snigger.
"And you also have a dirty mind" he finished and grinned.
Jay laughed and then her eyes fixed on the thing in front of her where Billie Joe had stopped.
"Billie, this doesn't look like Bargain Booze to me... " she said cautiously.
"I know, it's much more fun" he said, there was that cheeky smile playing on his lips again.
And with that, he jumped into the swimming pool.
"BILLIE JOE FUCKING ARMSTRONG!" she cried.
"You see, that wasn't what it said on my birth certificate, but everyone seems to call me it" he merged from the underneath the water, his now wet clothes sticking to his chest. Come to think of it, he was pretty toned..
What did I tell you brain!
"Erm, what was I saying... Mmm, OHH! Yeah I remember, you're a dead man Armstrong.."
"People call me that too! Hey that's weird.. I may be dead, but only if you can catch me.."
He started to get out of the pool, as a kid from the house shouted out.
"MOMMY! There's peoples in the pool!"
"Oops, think we'd better scoot" he said, and got out then gave her a hand.
"I am very capable of getting out of a pool M. R Armstrong" She said.
"Nah c'mon take my hand" he replied, I stood there, staring at him, and he gave me the dreaded puppy dog eyes..
"Aww fine!" I took his hand and he pulled her out of the pool with a little too much force. I landed on his chest, facing inward, and he didn't move. So I did.
I started to get up but he gently pulled me back down. Then kissed me. At first it was lightly on the lips, and when he pulled back and looked into my eyes, I couldn't control myself and moved back in. His tongue grazed my teeth, then demanded entrance and I gave it. We lay there tongue wrestling for about 5 minutes, then a man came out of his house and told us to 'Get the hell of his lawn' so we gave him the finger and walked off hand in hand.
"Who's that?" he said, and crawled over to me and hugged my ankle.
"Mmm fresh meat" he said. I didn't know wether to kick him in the mouth or laugh it off and introduce myself, however Mike did the second option for me.
"TRE'! HEEL!" He looked up at Mike and pouted then crawled behind who I assumed to be Billie Joe, standing in the middle of the room, his ringlets/dreads covering one of his bright green eyes.
He was just staring at me.
Then when he caught me glancing, his lips curved into a smile and he asked;
"Hi, names Billie, yours?" he still had a playful, yet intrigued smile playing on his lips.
"Jay" I replied, and decided to smile back. Mike saw this and cut in.
"Who wants a drink?"
"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOZE!" came a voice from behind the couch. Tre' had obviously rolled out from behind Billie's legs and found something interesting on the carpet.
Now it wasn't so interesting, and the alcohol in the kitchen was.
"Billieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Booze booze booze booze booze booze booze BOOZE booze boo—"
"ALRIGHT TRE'!" he cried, and laughed.
"C'mon, let's go see what we have" They both walked into the kitchen, well Tre' rolled, the carpet was his friend today, and mooched around to see what they could find.
"DAMN IT MIKE!" Billie shouted from the kitchen.
Mike sighed "What's wrong BJ.." he asked, he had been rudely interrupted, yet again, as he'd been trying to win Jay over all day.
Billie walked back into the living room and plonked himself next Jay.
"No booze" he said, then sulked and looked towards the kitchen where crashes and clinks could be heard.
"I SAID NO BOOZE!" he shouted this time. There was a shrilling cry from the kitchen.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Tre' didn't take lightly to the fact that he wasn't going to be able to get drunk that night.
"Oh, there's a 7/11 down the road, I could go get you some Bud if you want" Jay managed her sentence out in between Tre's sobbing.
"Bloody hell! She speaks!" Billie shouted, then jumped up off the sofa after grinning at Jay, and grabbed his wallet and DK hat then made his way to the door.
"C'mon then Jay, lets go get some alcohol, you look like you need some you big sack of nerves" he laughed t his remark, which caused Jay to pout, and he headed out the door with her close behind.
"Later Mike" he mouthed through the window, and ran after jay who was already half way up the street.
Hiding behind a trash can to be precise.
Jay had fallen in LOVE with Billie's hat the moment she saw it, and now was the time to pounce.
As he walked past her hiding place, he dropped his wallet (Oh what a coincidence). Bending down to pick it up, Jay ran out and climbed on his back removing the hat in the process, and plonking it on her head.
"Damn it that was too easy" She laughed and clung onto Billie's back as he stood up.
"Bi-atch" he laughed "Now I'll just have to carry you everywhere"
"And your saying it like it's a bad thing? WOOO! Take me to the booze store, MINION!" She grinned and jumped a little when Billie put his hands on her thighs.
"Right, you'll be sorry you said that... " And he took off at a run.
"You should be honored" he panted "Your riding THE soon to be famous, Billie Joe Armstrong" He laughed at Jays snigger.
"And you also have a dirty mind" he finished and grinned.
Jay laughed and then her eyes fixed on the thing in front of her where Billie Joe had stopped.
"Billie, this doesn't look like Bargain Booze to me... " she said cautiously.
"I know, it's much more fun" he said, there was that cheeky smile playing on his lips again.
And with that, he jumped into the swimming pool.
"BILLIE JOE FUCKING ARMSTRONG!" she cried.
"You see, that wasn't what it said on my birth certificate, but everyone seems to call me it" he merged from the underneath the water, his now wet clothes sticking to his chest. Come to think of it, he was pretty toned..
What did I tell you brain!
"Erm, what was I saying... Mmm, OHH! Yeah I remember, you're a dead man Armstrong.."
"People call me that too! Hey that's weird.. I may be dead, but only if you can catch me.."
He started to get out of the pool, as a kid from the house shouted out.
"MOMMY! There's peoples in the pool!"
"Oops, think we'd better scoot" he said, and got out then gave her a hand.
"I am very capable of getting out of a pool M. R Armstrong" She said.
"Nah c'mon take my hand" he replied, I stood there, staring at him, and he gave me the dreaded puppy dog eyes..
"Aww fine!" I took his hand and he pulled her out of the pool with a little too much force. I landed on his chest, facing inward, and he didn't move. So I did.
I started to get up but he gently pulled me back down. Then kissed me. At first it was lightly on the lips, and when he pulled back and looked into my eyes, I couldn't control myself and moved back in. His tongue grazed my teeth, then demanded entrance and I gave it. We lay there tongue wrestling for about 5 minutes, then a man came out of his house and told us to 'Get the hell of his lawn' so we gave him the finger and walked off hand in hand.
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