"What The..?" Just Another Freaky GD Story, chapter 1

It was 3 o'clock in the morning I was still tired from the night before when my best friend and me stayed up all night listening to music and writing songs. I know this story is starting out really weird and boring but don't worry it will get better. By the way my name is Rianan (ree-An-on). My friends name is Sam. Of course short for Samantha. We have been good friends since we were in preschool. I can still remember the days when she would spend the night at my house staying up late, which for us at our age was only 10:00. We would sneak outside and play scare tag in the dark until at least the one time when this one guy snook into our yard at night some teenager planning to spray paint our van. Well Sam was hiding behind our huge lilac bush by the driveway and he walked by thinking it was me she jumped out at him realizing it wasn't me she screamed her head off and ran into the house. I swear I was watching from inside the van looking out the window that the teen was more afraid than she was. Sam literally scared the crap out of him. Now though when she's over we stay up all night listening to none other than Green Day. Anyway back to the real story. I was lying in the bed of my hotel room. I would be staying there for a month. I left my home back in NY to come see an actual Green Day concert. So of course like any girl does if she’s stuck in a hotel for a month I personalized my room. Posters of Green Day all along the walls. CD rack stacked to the top, and all my junk spread out on the floor. Just like home. Things for me at the time couldn't get any better. At least until I heard shouting from outside. I climbed out of bed slipping on my shirt and walked out onto the balcony. Below in the parking lot I saw three shadowy figures walking up to the hotel doors. I just figured a couple of drunken morons were out on a nightly rampage. So I climbed back into bed. About 15 minutes later there was loud talking and other noise coming from next door. I had just arrived here and if I was going to stay here I needed quiet so regard my own safety of my room I would go next door and tell those jerks to shut the fuck up. So I pulled on the rest of my clothes and went out into the hall. I know this was a risk of being attacked by a couple of drunks but it was worth it. I knocked on the door but there was no answer. I knocked harder and after standing for a moment someone opened the door. I started to speak but as soon as I looked up at whom I was talking to my mind went blank. Tre just looked at me like I was insane. Even I felt insane. "You okay?� I didn't answer I just blinked and nodded then I felt my legs give way. I started to collapse but he caught me just under my arms and tried to stand me back up but I was out like a light. It was obvious he felt uncomfortable about holding onto some girl he didn't even know who seemed to haven't of had enough sleep. Without thinking all he could do was lay me down somewhere but my door was shut and locked and the key was in my pocket, which of course he didn’t know, since he didn't even know I was next door. Whew that was a long sentence. Anyway he pulled me into their hotel room and he lied me down on the couch. Billie Joe was sitting in the chair watching TV with Mike when they looked at Tre carrying me into the room. "Who is that?� Billie Joe asked. "What did you do to her?� You killed her.� Mike said staring at the limp body that was me. I slightly opened my eyes to see 3 nervous faces looking down on me. Their gaze stabbing through me like ice. I sat up and rubbed my head.’ what happened?"Tre just looked at me� I think you passed out." It was then that I actually realized what was going on. I sat up even farther in shock I was going to scream.� What the hell is happening?