Adeline, chapter 2

I was younger than Tre. 15. Wow!! Well I knew his friend Billie wasn't mean. I've known Billie for a while I just never got the nerves to ask him out. I don't live in the WORLD, I live in my head. No one can get me! I see Tre all the time out in the park whining. Who knows why? I never tried to talk to him.

"Hi, Wachya doing?" Billie smiled at me.
"Nothing," I replied.
"Would you like to watch my band practice tonight?" he asked nervously.
"Sure", I blurted before I could make up an excuse,"Only if this a date from you."
"Well then I'll pick you up at 5:00," he smirked. I knew this wasn't right, but I was going to give it a try. I sat around the house all day getting ready. I dressed in a black short-sleeve shirt over a long-sleeve shirt with some tight blue Levi's.

I saw Billie's car pull up. I was never fat. When I saw Billie look at me I thought I would cry. He looked at me and put the most beautiful grin on. I truely believed Billie liked me.

"Wow! You look beautiful Adeline," he beamed.
"Thanks", I replied. He turned on some Op. Ivy which was a pretty impressive band.
"Billie," Tre exclaimed as he gave him a tight hug.
"Beleive me Tre, I don't think Adeline likes girls like you to hug her boyfriend," Billie said.
"You're dating the gothic cheeto," Tre yelled.
"Tre, She's just a girl who likes black, God!" Mike yelled.
"Well I like her," Billie yelled.