Untitled, chapter 2
"Hey, Rachael?" Lily whispered in Rachael's ear.
"What, Lil?"
"WE'RE GONNA MEET GREEEEEEENNNNNNN DAAAAAAAAYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!" Lily screamed in Rachael's ear.
"Jesus Christ, Lily!" Rachael yelped, holding her ears in her hand. "A little quieter, just maybe??"
"I is sorry," Lily said, hanging her head, and putting on her best puppy dog face, "Rachael forgives Lily?"
"Yeah, yeah, Rachael forgives Lily," Rachael said, laughing at Lily's face.
The two walked up a long hall, finally reaching a man taking tickets at a backstage door. Rachael handed the man her ticket, and lily handed him hers, and the two walked into the room to meet Green Day.
"Ow! FUCK!" Rachael cursed, as she tripped on the rug into the meet and greet room.
"Oh, shit, are you-" Lily started, but was cut off by a man, with a fro hawk helping Rachael to her feet.
"Hey, that looked harsh, are you okay?" he asked.
"Tré... Tré cool...?" Rachael asked, wide-eyed.
The man smiled, "No, who?"
"What?" Rachael asked, confused.
"Hahaha!" the man laughed. "Just joking, yeah, that's me."
"Seriously... I mean... I knew we were gonna meet you... but... no way!" Rachael said, trying as hard as she could not to act like a teenie.
"Wow... I'm amazed... you're still conscious after seeing me... I am hurt!" Tré said, crossing his arms in front of his chest.
"Hehe, yeah, I'm not a teenie." Rachael laughed.
"Good, I can stay put!" Tré said, uncrossing his arms.
"Hey, Lil, are you-" Rachael said, realizing she and Tré had been left alone.
"Oh, schweet!! Did you catch the king hat?" Tré asked, motioning to Rachael's hat.
"Yeah, Lily got Billie Joe's tie." Rachael said, letting out a little laugh.
"Can I please just wear it for a lil' bit?" Tré asked, doing his best impression of a puppy dog. "Billie never lets ME wear it."
"Haha, yeah, sure," Rachael laughed, handing him the crown. "Just remember, it's still MINE!"
"Yea, I'll try!" Tré joked, putting on the crown.
"Do you know where everyone else is?" Rachael asked, looking around.
"Yup. But should I tell you?" Tré joked.
"Yes, you should!" Rachael said, laughing.
"Um... fine... they're... DUM, DUM, DUM!" Tré said, waiting for Rachael's reaction.
"Fine, then. Maybe we should just rot together," Rachael said, crossing her arms in front of her chest, and pretending.
"Together, yes. Rot, no," Tré said.
"Hmm... I like that idea," Rachael said. "Now where is everyone??"
"Alright, alright they're in there," Tré said, pointing to a door.
"You coming?" Rachael asked, as she opened the door.
"Yeah, well, I mean, people are going to want to meet me, gosh, that's why they came!" Tré half joked. "What's your name, by the way?" Tré asked.
"Rachael," she answered, plainly.
"Well, congratulations, Rachael, you are one of the only fans that haven't asked for my autograph immediately," Tré said, and smiled.
"Well, I guess... I dunno why I haven't asked yet..." Rachael said, entering the room.
"There you are!" Billie Joe exclaimed, looking up from signing autographs. "And who might this be? AND WHY ARE YOU WEARING THE KING HAT, TRE?" Billie asked, pretending to be pissed.
"This is Rachael, and YOU never let ME wear it," Tré said.
"Well, I-"
"OH MY GOD, IT'S TRE!!" some crazed teenie yelled.
"What, Lil?"
"WE'RE GONNA MEET GREEEEEEENNNNNNN DAAAAAAAAYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!" Lily screamed in Rachael's ear.
"Jesus Christ, Lily!" Rachael yelped, holding her ears in her hand. "A little quieter, just maybe??"
"I is sorry," Lily said, hanging her head, and putting on her best puppy dog face, "Rachael forgives Lily?"
"Yeah, yeah, Rachael forgives Lily," Rachael said, laughing at Lily's face.
The two walked up a long hall, finally reaching a man taking tickets at a backstage door. Rachael handed the man her ticket, and lily handed him hers, and the two walked into the room to meet Green Day.
"Ow! FUCK!" Rachael cursed, as she tripped on the rug into the meet and greet room.
"Oh, shit, are you-" Lily started, but was cut off by a man, with a fro hawk helping Rachael to her feet.
"Hey, that looked harsh, are you okay?" he asked.
"Tré... Tré cool...?" Rachael asked, wide-eyed.
The man smiled, "No, who?"
"What?" Rachael asked, confused.
"Hahaha!" the man laughed. "Just joking, yeah, that's me."
"Seriously... I mean... I knew we were gonna meet you... but... no way!" Rachael said, trying as hard as she could not to act like a teenie.
"Wow... I'm amazed... you're still conscious after seeing me... I am hurt!" Tré said, crossing his arms in front of his chest.
"Hehe, yeah, I'm not a teenie." Rachael laughed.
"Good, I can stay put!" Tré said, uncrossing his arms.
"Hey, Lil, are you-" Rachael said, realizing she and Tré had been left alone.
"Oh, schweet!! Did you catch the king hat?" Tré asked, motioning to Rachael's hat.
"Yeah, Lily got Billie Joe's tie." Rachael said, letting out a little laugh.
"Can I please just wear it for a lil' bit?" Tré asked, doing his best impression of a puppy dog. "Billie never lets ME wear it."
"Haha, yeah, sure," Rachael laughed, handing him the crown. "Just remember, it's still MINE!"
"Yea, I'll try!" Tré joked, putting on the crown.
"Do you know where everyone else is?" Rachael asked, looking around.
"Yup. But should I tell you?" Tré joked.
"Yes, you should!" Rachael said, laughing.
"Um... fine... they're... DUM, DUM, DUM!" Tré said, waiting for Rachael's reaction.
"Fine, then. Maybe we should just rot together," Rachael said, crossing her arms in front of her chest, and pretending.
"Together, yes. Rot, no," Tré said.
"Hmm... I like that idea," Rachael said. "Now where is everyone??"
"Alright, alright they're in there," Tré said, pointing to a door.
"You coming?" Rachael asked, as she opened the door.
"Yeah, well, I mean, people are going to want to meet me, gosh, that's why they came!" Tré half joked. "What's your name, by the way?" Tré asked.
"Rachael," she answered, plainly.
"Well, congratulations, Rachael, you are one of the only fans that haven't asked for my autograph immediately," Tré said, and smiled.
"Well, I guess... I dunno why I haven't asked yet..." Rachael said, entering the room.
"There you are!" Billie Joe exclaimed, looking up from signing autographs. "And who might this be? AND WHY ARE YOU WEARING THE KING HAT, TRE?" Billie asked, pretending to be pissed.
"This is Rachael, and YOU never let ME wear it," Tré said.
"Well, I-"
"OH MY GOD, IT'S TRE!!" some crazed teenie yelled.
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