Welcome To The Green Day World Tour 2005!, chapter 1
This was the best day of my whole life! But the car ride was definitely the worst part of the best day of my life. We had now been in the car for about an hour. We were on the way to the Green Day concert. I couldn't wait to see Billie Joe, Mike and Tre rocking the place.
Then I saw the stage.. It was huge. Mum pulled the car into the car park and came to a stop in a perfect spot. We were pretty close to the lawn.
My best friend Amy and I got out of the car and looked at each other and let out a little squeal. We were going to see Green Day in a very short while. But now it was time for a little adventure. We had planned this very thing. The stage wasn't the centre of attention so we made our way past the guard (who was telling off someone who was already extremely pissed and swearing at random people.) and made our way to the little bit where the band came out.
Bad mistake. There was a massive guard there. People say it's slack for guys to hit girls but this guy looked like he would do ANYTHING to stop us getting through to Green Day.
"Excuse me, would we be able to get through?" I asked. Stupid question I know.
"Are you of any relation to Green Day?" he said.
"I'm sure if you go and get Mike he'll be able to tell you who we are," I replied.
The big guy walked off and Amy stared at me.
"What the hell do you think you're doing, Ash? We'll get kicked out of the whole concert."
"It's all good. Calm down. If I know Mike, he'll probably let us in, just let me do the talking."
Just then the guard walked back towards us, Mike on his heels.
"OK, Mike, do you know these girls?" asked the guard.
I looked at Mike. In situations like this you have to squeeze out all the desperation in you and try to form it into a face. I gave him pleading, desperate, puppy-dog, hopeful and 'I adore you Mike' faces all at once.
"Yeah, I guess so," said Mike awkwardly. I let out my breath.
"Through you go girls," said the big guard with a smile.
Mike started walking towards a gap in two big vans. Amy turned to me and I gave her a look saying 'I told you so.' We walked up to Mike.
"Thank you sooooooooooooooo much," I whined.
"Don't mention it," he smiled. "But you're the first people I've done this for so don't turn out to be mass murderers or the blood will be on my hands."
We all laughed and walked off towards a really big tent thing.
***
Mike and Amy and I walked into the tent and my jaw dropped. There, walking around with a beer in one hand, supporting a guitar with the other and making a horsy "brrrrrrrrrr" sound with his mouth (a voice warm up) was Billie Joe Armstrong. Tre stood behind Billie Joe juggling his drumsticks.
"Don't just sit there gaping, have a seat," said Mike, plopping down onto a red sofa. Amy and I sat beside Mike.
"Oh, yeah, I forgot. Tre, Billie Joe. This is.." Mike clicked his tongue.
"Amy," said my best mate.
"And.." asked Mike, clicking his tongue again.
"Ash," I said, feeling like I was dreaming.
"Hey," said Billie and Tre.
I got up and extended my hand to shake Tre's. He shook it for a moment, then laughed and pulled me towards him. I almost went ass over tit, but managed not to make a fool of myself by falling onto Tre. The sweet smell of his cologne was calming after all this excitement, but there was more to come.
Then I saw the stage.. It was huge. Mum pulled the car into the car park and came to a stop in a perfect spot. We were pretty close to the lawn.
My best friend Amy and I got out of the car and looked at each other and let out a little squeal. We were going to see Green Day in a very short while. But now it was time for a little adventure. We had planned this very thing. The stage wasn't the centre of attention so we made our way past the guard (who was telling off someone who was already extremely pissed and swearing at random people.) and made our way to the little bit where the band came out.
Bad mistake. There was a massive guard there. People say it's slack for guys to hit girls but this guy looked like he would do ANYTHING to stop us getting through to Green Day.
"Excuse me, would we be able to get through?" I asked. Stupid question I know.
"Are you of any relation to Green Day?" he said.
"I'm sure if you go and get Mike he'll be able to tell you who we are," I replied.
The big guy walked off and Amy stared at me.
"What the hell do you think you're doing, Ash? We'll get kicked out of the whole concert."
"It's all good. Calm down. If I know Mike, he'll probably let us in, just let me do the talking."
Just then the guard walked back towards us, Mike on his heels.
"OK, Mike, do you know these girls?" asked the guard.
I looked at Mike. In situations like this you have to squeeze out all the desperation in you and try to form it into a face. I gave him pleading, desperate, puppy-dog, hopeful and 'I adore you Mike' faces all at once.
"Yeah, I guess so," said Mike awkwardly. I let out my breath.
"Through you go girls," said the big guard with a smile.
Mike started walking towards a gap in two big vans. Amy turned to me and I gave her a look saying 'I told you so.' We walked up to Mike.
"Thank you sooooooooooooooo much," I whined.
"Don't mention it," he smiled. "But you're the first people I've done this for so don't turn out to be mass murderers or the blood will be on my hands."
We all laughed and walked off towards a really big tent thing.
***
Mike and Amy and I walked into the tent and my jaw dropped. There, walking around with a beer in one hand, supporting a guitar with the other and making a horsy "brrrrrrrrrr" sound with his mouth (a voice warm up) was Billie Joe Armstrong. Tre stood behind Billie Joe juggling his drumsticks.
"Don't just sit there gaping, have a seat," said Mike, plopping down onto a red sofa. Amy and I sat beside Mike.
"Oh, yeah, I forgot. Tre, Billie Joe. This is.." Mike clicked his tongue.
"Amy," said my best mate.
"And.." asked Mike, clicking his tongue again.
"Ash," I said, feeling like I was dreaming.
"Hey," said Billie and Tre.
I got up and extended my hand to shake Tre's. He shook it for a moment, then laughed and pulled me towards him. I almost went ass over tit, but managed not to make a fool of myself by falling onto Tre. The sweet smell of his cologne was calming after all this excitement, but there was more to come.
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