Finding The Perfect Girl (A Tre Cool Story), chapter 5
<p>When Billie opened the door there was Tre sitting in the kitchen flipping through a porno- Billie's porno!<br /> "So you're not sick of girls then?" he said casually.<br />Tre glared at him with somewhat bloodshot eyes. Mike kicked Billie from behind and uttered under his breath in a gruff tone, "Leave it."
Tre motioned for them to sit. There was a bandage on his thumb. Could it be?<br />"Tre, don't go suicidal on us," Mike exclaimed.<br />"Shut up! I broke the handheld, okay?" Tre yelled hoarsely. "I need your guys' help. I don't know what to do- why can't I do this? What have I done wrong?"<br />"We-ell... You do take your relationships too fast, that girl was off you in a second." Mike braced himself, prepared for something to be hurled at him. But Tre just sighed.<br />
"Really? Is that what it is? Why didn't you guys tell me?"<br />
"Well, look at it. You were drunk with Claudia, and fast with Taylor. How could we have told you? Mind you, maybe the reason you're going so fast is from- and I don't care if this is a real word or not- marriage withdrawal. You probably miss being married so much that you're taking your new relationships faster than usual."<br />Tre sighed again and got up from the table. "I'm just gonna take a break from girls for a while." <br />"So I can have my porn mag back, then?" Billie said.<br />"Whatever," Tre said and flopped down on the couch in the living room, falling asleep. Billie and Mike, still at the table, were deep in thought. The mag was still there.<br /> "I have an idea," Mike said.<br />"Spit it out, Einstein. You were always the smart one." Billie said.<br />"Well, you know how we need a new backup singer for songs like Letterbomb and high-pitched parts? I don't think this needs further explaining."<br />"Awesome idea, man! I swear, you are the smartest person in the world."<br />"Thanks."</p>
<p>So, while Tre was sleeping, Billie & Mike phoned some of their friends and asked for a female singer- not one that was too popular, because they didn't want her to be the star of the show. They phoned until they were phoned out and when their phone bill was sure to be piled up. On the last call, Billie finally found someone while he was talking to Jason White.<br /> "Hey Whitey, do you know of a female singer?" Billie asked.<br />"Um, yeah... a lot. Why, am I getting replaced by some chick?"<br />"No, dumbass, we're getting a girl backup singer. There's two reasons: one 'cuz we need a girl to sing Letterbomb and high-pitched parts, and two because we wanna get Tre a girl. You know about it, right? Tre and Claudia got divorced."<br />"Yeah. That must really suck, hey? Is he okay?"<br />"Well, he's pretty messed up right now. Anyway, we need someone ASAP- I want a singer by our next concert."<br />"Well, what style does Tre like?" There was a scrabble on Jason's line as he grabbed some paper and a pen.<br />
"Uh.... Brunette, preferably with wavy hair... Nice chest and ass... Good fashion sense... One that's really sweet and stuff. Do you know anyone like that?"<br />
"Yes I do, actually. She's a girl named Chloe and she fits your description almost perfectly... she has a real nice ass and fair-sized jugs and has long brown hair down to her waist that's kinda wavy at the ends. She can play the acoustic and a little bit on the drums. I actually went out with her once- Chloe's really nice."<br /> "Good. Can you phone her and ask for me? I mean if she wants to sing for us?"<br />"Yeah of course. I'm sure she will though 'cuz this is a big opportunity for her. How much are you gonna pay her?"<br />"The same you get."<br />"Okay I'll phone her tonight. Satisfied?"<br />"Thanks, man. Bye," Billie said and hung up. 'Tre's gonna love her,' he thought.</p>
Tre motioned for them to sit. There was a bandage on his thumb. Could it be?<br />"Tre, don't go suicidal on us," Mike exclaimed.<br />"Shut up! I broke the handheld, okay?" Tre yelled hoarsely. "I need your guys' help. I don't know what to do- why can't I do this? What have I done wrong?"<br />"We-ell... You do take your relationships too fast, that girl was off you in a second." Mike braced himself, prepared for something to be hurled at him. But Tre just sighed.<br />
"Really? Is that what it is? Why didn't you guys tell me?"<br />
"Well, look at it. You were drunk with Claudia, and fast with Taylor. How could we have told you? Mind you, maybe the reason you're going so fast is from- and I don't care if this is a real word or not- marriage withdrawal. You probably miss being married so much that you're taking your new relationships faster than usual."<br />Tre sighed again and got up from the table. "I'm just gonna take a break from girls for a while." <br />"So I can have my porn mag back, then?" Billie said.<br />"Whatever," Tre said and flopped down on the couch in the living room, falling asleep. Billie and Mike, still at the table, were deep in thought. The mag was still there.<br /> "I have an idea," Mike said.<br />"Spit it out, Einstein. You were always the smart one." Billie said.<br />"Well, you know how we need a new backup singer for songs like Letterbomb and high-pitched parts? I don't think this needs further explaining."<br />"Awesome idea, man! I swear, you are the smartest person in the world."<br />"Thanks."</p>
<p>So, while Tre was sleeping, Billie & Mike phoned some of their friends and asked for a female singer- not one that was too popular, because they didn't want her to be the star of the show. They phoned until they were phoned out and when their phone bill was sure to be piled up. On the last call, Billie finally found someone while he was talking to Jason White.<br /> "Hey Whitey, do you know of a female singer?" Billie asked.<br />"Um, yeah... a lot. Why, am I getting replaced by some chick?"<br />"No, dumbass, we're getting a girl backup singer. There's two reasons: one 'cuz we need a girl to sing Letterbomb and high-pitched parts, and two because we wanna get Tre a girl. You know about it, right? Tre and Claudia got divorced."<br />"Yeah. That must really suck, hey? Is he okay?"<br />"Well, he's pretty messed up right now. Anyway, we need someone ASAP- I want a singer by our next concert."<br />"Well, what style does Tre like?" There was a scrabble on Jason's line as he grabbed some paper and a pen.<br />
"Uh.... Brunette, preferably with wavy hair... Nice chest and ass... Good fashion sense... One that's really sweet and stuff. Do you know anyone like that?"<br />
"Yes I do, actually. She's a girl named Chloe and she fits your description almost perfectly... she has a real nice ass and fair-sized jugs and has long brown hair down to her waist that's kinda wavy at the ends. She can play the acoustic and a little bit on the drums. I actually went out with her once- Chloe's really nice."<br /> "Good. Can you phone her and ask for me? I mean if she wants to sing for us?"<br />"Yeah of course. I'm sure she will though 'cuz this is a big opportunity for her. How much are you gonna pay her?"<br />"The same you get."<br />"Okay I'll phone her tonight. Satisfied?"<br />"Thanks, man. Bye," Billie said and hung up. 'Tre's gonna love her,' he thought.</p>
