Whatsername, chapter 7
Sitting next to Billie Joe in the back seat of my car led to comfort...yet I couldn't help but be a bit paranoid. My mind had wandered to ideas of what Kyle would do to me. Nothing too big...right? I shivered and just sat there, looking zombified.
"Ames? Are you alright?" Billie Joe put his hand on my shoulder and looked at me worriedly. I couldn't stand making him worried...so I put on my best moack-happiness look and nodded.
"Yeah yeah. I'm fine." He gave me a look of 'are you sure' but then decided to back down. I just stared out the window the rest of the car ride, which surprisingly was quiet...I mean Tre was there!
A few minutes later we arrived to the club. I looked around nervously as we exited the car, my eyes darting around the parking lot. Billie Joe walked beside me and slipped his hand into mine and looked at me with a worried expression again.
"Amy...you seriously look paranoid. You sure you're alright?" He asked.
"Yes, I'm sure. Let's just try to have some fun!" I said, forcing a smile. He chuckled a bit and a wave of guilt fell upon me. I hated lying to him so much. It just pained me to do so.
"Well put. I think Tre and Mike are having loads of fun as well." Billie Joe laughed as we looked over to the two. Tre had jumped onto Mike's back and Mike was running around like a crazy person with Tre riding on his back shouting random stuff at passer-bys.
Billie and I looked at eachother and raced to the club doors. I had won, yet I suspect Billie Joe let me win, but that didn't keep me from rubbing in his face he had been beaten by a GIRL!
"Give it up, Amy." Billie Joe said as we opened the door and walked in. Mike and Tre raced by and went directly to the bar to do some boozing. I chuckled and looked around the place. Pretty impressive, even had a decent rock band playing. I then scanned the crowd. My eyes caught a head of bright red hair. I grabbed Billie Joe's wrist and dragged him over to the girl she saw.
"George! Hey, how are ya?" I shouted over the music, poking her in the arm. She turned around and her green contacts met my natural green eyes.
"Meli! How ya been?!" She squeeled, hugging me half to death. I hugged her back.
"I've been great, you?"
"Just checkin' out the new club. It tops that old one by a lot! By the way, Alley is here. She's over at the bar, though. Damn girl took up drinking." George rolled her eyes. George was a total punk. She had her hair died bright red, and she always wore colored contacts. Today it seems it was green for her. She always wore tons of studded jewelry and chains. Her nails were painted neon green. She never bothered matching, either. She had tons of piercings; on her lip, eyebrow, 5 in one ear, 3 in the other ear, tongue, belly button, and she claims she got her nipple pierced. She's also a complete daredevil. She will do practically anything, as long as it has nothing to do with drugs or innocent creatures.
"Oh! Billie Joe, this Georgetta, one of my best friends from High school." I gestured towards George. "Call her George though, or she'll bite yer head off. And George, this is Billie Joe Armstrong. Y'know, from the local band Green Day."
"Sweet! So, you're friends with Meli now. Do anything to hurt her and you're dead." She threatened him and he pretended to be scared.
"Why do you call Amy Meli?" He asked her.
"Well, her name is Amelia and Meli is kinda in there. And it's cool. Got a problem punk?" She smirked.
"No..." He tugged on the back of my shirt signaling he wanted to leave here. "Let's go check on Tre."
"I'll be there in a minute." I told him. He kissed me quickly on the lips before heading off.
"Oh la la! Seems like he's more than just your new friend." George teased her.
"Yeah yeah, George. I'm goin' over to the bar. Call me sometime." I said, walking off.
"K. See ya!!"
I reached the bar to find somehow Tre was already pissed and acting crazy. Billie Joe was just laughing at him as he talked to a girl.
"Alley!" I said and walked over to that 'girl'.
"Oh, hey, Amy. You see this crazy drunkard trying to hit on me!" She giggled, semi-pissed herself.
"I would ust so happen to be friends with him." I sighed.
"Well, he's kinda cute." She looked over at him. I rolled my eyes.
"Yeah, whatever." I smiled than went back over to meet Billie Joe and spend my time with him and Mike.
~~~~~After Clubbing~~~~
"Damn that was fun!" I spread my arms out beside me as we left the place.
"Hells yah!" Billie Joe smiled. He had drunken some, but not enough and Mike and Tre were out of it completely. The way they were walking made me and Billie laugh. I had forgotten all of my problems.
I sighed and looked down, thankful to have such great friends. I looked around me, more out of just wanting to than paranoia. I saw a shady figure standing by the corner of the alleyway besides the club. I suddenly froze as he waved to me.
"Kyle..." I whispered beneath my breath. He slunk back behind the wall and I looked down at the pavement of the parking lot. Man was I in deep shit later. Now he was stalking me!!! I shivered out of fear and Billie Joe put his arm comfortingly around me.
"You alright?" He asked.
"Yeah, fine..." I muttered. "For now." I added so he couldn't hear me.
"Ames? Are you alright?" Billie Joe put his hand on my shoulder and looked at me worriedly. I couldn't stand making him worried...so I put on my best moack-happiness look and nodded.
"Yeah yeah. I'm fine." He gave me a look of 'are you sure' but then decided to back down. I just stared out the window the rest of the car ride, which surprisingly was quiet...I mean Tre was there!
A few minutes later we arrived to the club. I looked around nervously as we exited the car, my eyes darting around the parking lot. Billie Joe walked beside me and slipped his hand into mine and looked at me with a worried expression again.
"Amy...you seriously look paranoid. You sure you're alright?" He asked.
"Yes, I'm sure. Let's just try to have some fun!" I said, forcing a smile. He chuckled a bit and a wave of guilt fell upon me. I hated lying to him so much. It just pained me to do so.
"Well put. I think Tre and Mike are having loads of fun as well." Billie Joe laughed as we looked over to the two. Tre had jumped onto Mike's back and Mike was running around like a crazy person with Tre riding on his back shouting random stuff at passer-bys.
Billie and I looked at eachother and raced to the club doors. I had won, yet I suspect Billie Joe let me win, but that didn't keep me from rubbing in his face he had been beaten by a GIRL!
"Give it up, Amy." Billie Joe said as we opened the door and walked in. Mike and Tre raced by and went directly to the bar to do some boozing. I chuckled and looked around the place. Pretty impressive, even had a decent rock band playing. I then scanned the crowd. My eyes caught a head of bright red hair. I grabbed Billie Joe's wrist and dragged him over to the girl she saw.
"George! Hey, how are ya?" I shouted over the music, poking her in the arm. She turned around and her green contacts met my natural green eyes.
"Meli! How ya been?!" She squeeled, hugging me half to death. I hugged her back.
"I've been great, you?"
"Just checkin' out the new club. It tops that old one by a lot! By the way, Alley is here. She's over at the bar, though. Damn girl took up drinking." George rolled her eyes. George was a total punk. She had her hair died bright red, and she always wore colored contacts. Today it seems it was green for her. She always wore tons of studded jewelry and chains. Her nails were painted neon green. She never bothered matching, either. She had tons of piercings; on her lip, eyebrow, 5 in one ear, 3 in the other ear, tongue, belly button, and she claims she got her nipple pierced. She's also a complete daredevil. She will do practically anything, as long as it has nothing to do with drugs or innocent creatures.
"Oh! Billie Joe, this Georgetta, one of my best friends from High school." I gestured towards George. "Call her George though, or she'll bite yer head off. And George, this is Billie Joe Armstrong. Y'know, from the local band Green Day."
"Sweet! So, you're friends with Meli now. Do anything to hurt her and you're dead." She threatened him and he pretended to be scared.
"Why do you call Amy Meli?" He asked her.
"Well, her name is Amelia and Meli is kinda in there. And it's cool. Got a problem punk?" She smirked.
"No..." He tugged on the back of my shirt signaling he wanted to leave here. "Let's go check on Tre."
"I'll be there in a minute." I told him. He kissed me quickly on the lips before heading off.
"Oh la la! Seems like he's more than just your new friend." George teased her.
"Yeah yeah, George. I'm goin' over to the bar. Call me sometime." I said, walking off.
"K. See ya!!"
I reached the bar to find somehow Tre was already pissed and acting crazy. Billie Joe was just laughing at him as he talked to a girl.
"Alley!" I said and walked over to that 'girl'.
"Oh, hey, Amy. You see this crazy drunkard trying to hit on me!" She giggled, semi-pissed herself.
"I would ust so happen to be friends with him." I sighed.
"Well, he's kinda cute." She looked over at him. I rolled my eyes.
"Yeah, whatever." I smiled than went back over to meet Billie Joe and spend my time with him and Mike.
~~~~~After Clubbing~~~~
"Damn that was fun!" I spread my arms out beside me as we left the place.
"Hells yah!" Billie Joe smiled. He had drunken some, but not enough and Mike and Tre were out of it completely. The way they were walking made me and Billie laugh. I had forgotten all of my problems.
I sighed and looked down, thankful to have such great friends. I looked around me, more out of just wanting to than paranoia. I saw a shady figure standing by the corner of the alleyway besides the club. I suddenly froze as he waved to me.
"Kyle..." I whispered beneath my breath. He slunk back behind the wall and I looked down at the pavement of the parking lot. Man was I in deep shit later. Now he was stalking me!!! I shivered out of fear and Billie Joe put his arm comfortingly around me.
"You alright?" He asked.
"Yeah, fine..." I muttered. "For now." I added so he couldn't hear me.
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