Billie Joe's 18th, chapter 3
Okaydokay... not something I was prepared to walk into. Lisa and Tre were
both red as hell, and I was trying to keep Billie Joe from choking on the
chips I shoved in his mouth.
"Maybe we shoulda stayed longer..." I smiled, and stuck my tongue out.
Lisa shot me the finger, as Tre grabbed the salsa.
"Careful Tre, it's hot." Billie Joe warned him, but he never listens.
"SHIT!" He spat it out really quick, as I set a chip in it, and picked it
up.
"Awww. can't handle the heat, can you?" I smiled, as I took a huge bite.
"That's a damn fireball! How the hell can you eat that?" Billie Joe and Lisa
asked as they too took bites.
"You people," I laughed, "Are good drunks, but bad eaters." I hiccupped
again, and we sat down to eat.
"So what were you two about to do?" Billie Joe's mind was finally catching
up.
"Have a mass wild orgy with each other, Billie Joe, what do you think?" Tre
sounded angry!
"Oh... oh!" We laughed at Billie Joe's slowness.
"If you want, we'll give you some privacy."
"I think he liked the audience..." Lisa began. Tre blushed, and leaned his
head on her shoulder. So we finished eating, and didn't even know what to do
with ourselves. All, except Billie Joe were underage, so we couldn't go
clubbing. Except maybe they could get in because they're celebrities....
Of course they got clearance. So we go into Deep Elum, and party at the new
rock club, where the deejays from the station are playing. Tre's over there
getting a little freaky with Lisa.
"Wanna dance?" Billie Joe asked me.
"If you mean dance like you're trying to get in my pants, no. But dance,
yeah." He grinned.
"You're too young, or I'm too sober. Either way, not here." I laughed at him
and as we stepped on the dancefloor, a slow song came on. He swept me in his
arms, and we danced to the song from Armageddon, Aerosmith's Don't wanna
miss a thing. I looked up at him, and he kissed me. Not that fast, "I'm a
rockstar" kiss, but a sweet, "you and me" kiss. After the dance, we walked
over, and Tre and Lisa were, shall we say, busy playing tonsel hockey with
each other.
"Ehem." Lisa looked at me, and licked her lips.
"Sorry. What's up?"
"Nothin much. Just came over to see what you guys were up to..."
"Or trying to get into." Billie Joe finished. I nudged him in the side. He
giggled, and we left. It was getting way too crazy in there.
"Where do we go now?" No one wanted to go back to the hotel room.
"We can go to my apartment." I spoke up.
"Your's or your family's?" Lisa said.
"Mine. I got emancipated, you know, broke free!" I stuck my arms out and
twirled like a ballerina.They all laughed at me, as I jumped up in the air.
I jumped on Billie Joe's back, and he gave me a piggie back ride.
"Cool beans!"
"That's my saying, Billie Joe." I laughed, as we walked to my apartment. I
was gonna unlock the door, but it was wide open. And things were all over
the place. My eyes got huge, as I tried not to cry in front of them. Tre
walked in, and looked at the cracked window, and picked up an old picture
frame, busted. It was of the concert I had went to the first time I had met
them, and Good Charlotte.
"Shit." Billie Joe mumbled under his breath. I sat on the steps, and put
myself in a little ball. Lisa came and sat with me. I held my breath,
swearing I wouldn't cry right now. I looked over at Billie Joe as he put his
hand on my shoulder. But then we heard a noise...
both red as hell, and I was trying to keep Billie Joe from choking on the
chips I shoved in his mouth.
"Maybe we shoulda stayed longer..." I smiled, and stuck my tongue out.
Lisa shot me the finger, as Tre grabbed the salsa.
"Careful Tre, it's hot." Billie Joe warned him, but he never listens.
"SHIT!" He spat it out really quick, as I set a chip in it, and picked it
up.
"Awww. can't handle the heat, can you?" I smiled, as I took a huge bite.
"That's a damn fireball! How the hell can you eat that?" Billie Joe and Lisa
asked as they too took bites.
"You people," I laughed, "Are good drunks, but bad eaters." I hiccupped
again, and we sat down to eat.
"So what were you two about to do?" Billie Joe's mind was finally catching
up.
"Have a mass wild orgy with each other, Billie Joe, what do you think?" Tre
sounded angry!
"Oh... oh!" We laughed at Billie Joe's slowness.
"If you want, we'll give you some privacy."
"I think he liked the audience..." Lisa began. Tre blushed, and leaned his
head on her shoulder. So we finished eating, and didn't even know what to do
with ourselves. All, except Billie Joe were underage, so we couldn't go
clubbing. Except maybe they could get in because they're celebrities....
Of course they got clearance. So we go into Deep Elum, and party at the new
rock club, where the deejays from the station are playing. Tre's over there
getting a little freaky with Lisa.
"Wanna dance?" Billie Joe asked me.
"If you mean dance like you're trying to get in my pants, no. But dance,
yeah." He grinned.
"You're too young, or I'm too sober. Either way, not here." I laughed at him
and as we stepped on the dancefloor, a slow song came on. He swept me in his
arms, and we danced to the song from Armageddon, Aerosmith's Don't wanna
miss a thing. I looked up at him, and he kissed me. Not that fast, "I'm a
rockstar" kiss, but a sweet, "you and me" kiss. After the dance, we walked
over, and Tre and Lisa were, shall we say, busy playing tonsel hockey with
each other.
"Ehem." Lisa looked at me, and licked her lips.
"Sorry. What's up?"
"Nothin much. Just came over to see what you guys were up to..."
"Or trying to get into." Billie Joe finished. I nudged him in the side. He
giggled, and we left. It was getting way too crazy in there.
"Where do we go now?" No one wanted to go back to the hotel room.
"We can go to my apartment." I spoke up.
"Your's or your family's?" Lisa said.
"Mine. I got emancipated, you know, broke free!" I stuck my arms out and
twirled like a ballerina.They all laughed at me, as I jumped up in the air.
I jumped on Billie Joe's back, and he gave me a piggie back ride.
"Cool beans!"
"That's my saying, Billie Joe." I laughed, as we walked to my apartment. I
was gonna unlock the door, but it was wide open. And things were all over
the place. My eyes got huge, as I tried not to cry in front of them. Tre
walked in, and looked at the cracked window, and picked up an old picture
frame, busted. It was of the concert I had went to the first time I had met
them, and Good Charlotte.
"Shit." Billie Joe mumbled under his breath. I sat on the steps, and put
myself in a little ball. Lisa came and sat with me. I held my breath,
swearing I wouldn't cry right now. I looked over at Billie Joe as he put his
hand on my shoulder. But then we heard a noise...
