The day I'll never forget..., chapter 2

We all put on black converse and climbed in the car. I had every single one of my spiked bracelets on. All 6 of them. I sat in the back seat and me and Kayla waited for Jen to lock the front door. I had our tickets, my cell phone, the poster, and some other stuff in my purse. Jen finally locked the door and came running into the car with some CDs. I was so excited about the concert. We set off down the road. We sat in traffic for about a half hour and then we started moving. We blasted Green Day on the stereo as I made faces out the window at other cars. We sung out the lyrics as we drove and people were staring and we just flipped them off. (Now remember kids: It's only a good idea to flip someone off when you're moving. Not sitting there. Thank you. )

We were nearing the Wachovia Center and I was so excited, I started jumping around in the car. We found a parking spot and got out. We were almost an hour early, so we sat around on the car and waited for some people to get here. We were all staring off into space until we saw the Green Day tour bus pull up. Our eyes immediately shot to the bus. I stood up and waved out, then Kayla and Jen did the same. We saw someone run to the window and smash their face against it. He fell and then opened the window and screamed out "HIIII!" to us. We knew it was probably Tre. I smiled and yelled "HIIII!" back at him. I heard him laugh and then I heard Billie yell at him. Tre closed the window and they pulled back behind the center. They were just setting up the stage and we watched in boredom as the guys got ready. People started showing up, so we started walking in to get good spots. We had floor tickets, so we were gonna go to the front. We got in and went to the front of the stage and just talked to each other since really nobody else was there.

A half hour later, a shit-load of people were there and we were practically pushed against the stage. We watched the stage crew set up the lights and everything. The show finally started and we all sung along with the crowd. The next two hours flew bye and I almost forgot to hold up the sign. I pulled it out of my purse and we held the neon sign up because it was huge. Once the song was over, Billie put down his guitar and ran over to the sign.

"HEEYYYY! It's your birthday?" Billie Joe said to Kayla and we put down the sign.
"Uhhh- a-yeah." Kayla said, not believing he was talking to her.
"Awesome. How old are you turning?" Billie Joe asked.
"22." Kayla said.
"Sounds good to me. COME ON! GET THE FUCK UP HERE! ALL THREE OF YOU!" Billie said and we looked at each other in shock.
"Awww, FUCKING SWEET!" I yelled and we climbed on the stage with the help of some security guards.
"YEA! THERE WE GO! Now, what are your names?" Billie asked.
"I'm Kayla, this is Sammy, and this is Jen." Kayla said and pointed at each of us.
"Awesome. You know all of us." Billie said.
"Hell yea." Jen said and Billie laughed.
"All of you are coming back stage. That okay?" Billie asked.
"FUCK YEA!" I screamed.
"YEA! THAT'S WHAT WE'RE LOOKING FOR!" Billie yelled.

We stayed on the stage for the two last songs and then went back stage to wait for the guys. We went into the green room and we were so shocked that this actually happened. We sat on the couch and I started bouncing up and down, head banging to no music what-so-ever. The guys came in and stared at me. I stopped and smiled at them. They smiled and laughed a little, along with Kayla and Jen. They sat down on the couch across the room and we all stared at each other for a couple of minutes in silence, until I fell off the couch. Everyone laughed and then Jen helped me up.

"Is she always like that?" Billie asked.
"Yes. You should've seen her this morning." Kayla said.
"HOLY SHIT YES!" I screamed.
"First she ran into the bathroom to go take a shower and forgot her underwear and came back out with nothing but a towel on and we were play fighting." Jen said and I blushed a little about the underwear part.
"Shyea. I was hyper this morning." I said and Kayla stared at me.
"You always are." Kayla said.
"Oh yea..." I said and looked at the ceiling with a confused look.
"Then she went downstairs, dropped all the waffles thinking I wouldn't hear, and threw some old orange juice across the room and made a big mess." Jen said and Kayla, me, and the guys laughed.
"Hey, at least I picked up the waffles." I said.
"Yea, but we sort of can't eat them because they fell on the floor. Who knows what's on our floor." Jen said.
"Tasted fine to me." I said and everyone stared at me, except Tre who was laughing.
"Whoa, whoa... Wait. You ate them after they fell on the floor?" Jen asked.
"Yea." I said.
"Ewwwww." Kayla said.
"Well, at least it wasn't as bad as in sixth and seventh grade when I ate that cereal off the cafeteria floor." I said and Jen laughed.
"I remember that. You're a loser." Jen said.
"YOU KNOW IT!" I yelled and everyone turned their head toward me." Oh sorry... " I said and the guys laughed.
"So... How old are all of you?" Mike asked.
"Kayla just turned 22. I'm 22, and Sammy is 21." Jen said.
"Awesome." Tre said and I looked at him. He gave me a small smile, so I smiled back.
"What do you guys do for a living?" Billie asked.
"We're in a band." Kayla said.
"Aww, that's hot!" Tre said.
"NOOOO! NOT PARIS HILTON!" I shouted and everyone laughed.
"So, what's your band called?" Billie asked.
"Killing August." Jen said.
"Yea! I play guitar and do vocals, Jen's on bass, Kayla's on drums." I said.
"Sweet. Got any record deals yet?" Billie asked.
"No. We're sort of a smaller band. We play in Stroudsburg at some punk place." I said.
"That's cool." Billie said and got up. He walked out of the room and we all stared at each other in confusion.
"Where's he going?" I asked, looking at the door.
"Don't know... " Tre said.

We waited for like 15 minutes and Billie came waltzing back in with his hands full. He put down bottles of wine and beer and smiled.

"Thought we could have some fun." Billie said with a smile on his face.
"WOOOO! I'm up for some fun" I said and sat myself on the floor.

Soon everyone was on the floor and we were splitting up even amounts of alcohol. I was sitting next to Tre, Jen next to me with Mike on the other side of her, Kayla next to Mike, and Billie next to Kayla. Jen turned to Mike and whispered something in his ear. Me and Tre both leaned over to see if we could listen, but Mike and Jen turned towards us.

"I like to whisper too." I whispered and they laughed.
"How did I know you were going to say that?" Jen asked.
"Because you know me too well and because I've been saying that since seventh grade." I said and Jen laughed.

Kayla was busy talking to Billie and missed the whole conversation. I shrugged my shoulders and started talking to Tre.

"Soooooooooo" I said.
"So... " He said. I burped and he laughed.
"Nothing much. Just hanging out with the best people in the world." I said.
"Thanks. You remind me of... Hmmm... ME! Uh-oh" Tre said.
"Really? Wait... What's uh-oh?" I asked.
"Yea, and the uh-oh is because I can feel something building up in my lower tummy." He said and I laughed.
"You have to fart, don't you?" I asked and laughed.
"Yes, but I'm afraid to let it out." He said and bit his lip, trying to hold it in.
"Just do it! You retard." I said and laughed.
"You sure?" He asked, still struggling.
"YES!" I said and then Tre leaned over and let out a huge fart towards Billie.

Billie stood up, a little angry at Tre. Tre just smiled at him and then Billie fell down to the ground, coughing from the smell. Me, Tre, Mike, Jen, and Kayla were cracking up. Billie was still on the floor and it looked like he died.

"Hey, you guys think he died?" Tre asked.
"Don't know. Let's poke him with a stick!" I said.
"Ha-ha, sure." Tre said and Billie sat up.
"I'M ALIVE! SEE? I'M ALIVE!" Billie yelled.
"Awww... You had to ruin our fun, didn't you?" Tre asked with a sad face on.
"Yes, because I don't want you poking me in the nads again." Billie said and we laughed.
"Poo-face." Tre said and sat down.
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