You'll Be In My Heart, chapter 3
"What's her name anyway?" Tre' asked.
"Rene'e..." I said, setting my can down on the table.
"That's a cool name," Tre' said.
"Yeah, o. K." I said.
"Why don't you like her, Billie Joe?" Mike asked, looking up at
Me.
I stopped to look down into his big, blue, shiny eyes for a
Moment. I was clueless and had nothing to say. There was a moment of
Silence, waiting for my reply.
"I like her. I think she's cool," Tre' said to break the silence.
I sighed, sitting down. "I don't know... I just... Think I miss
Adrienne," I said quietly.
Mike sympathized, "Aw, Billie I know. I miss Estelle a lot, too,
And Tre' misses Claudia. We're all homesick."
I shook my head, "And it's really hard, because when I'm at home,
Packing to go on tour, I get so fucking excited just to be on the road
And playing again. I just... Want to get away... And then in the middle of
Touring, mostly after concerts, I just... Get so frustrated because
I miss my family and my home.. You know?"
Mike and Tre' both nodded, lowering their eyes and looking down at
The ground.
I stood up from where I was sitting, announcing, "Well, I'd
Better go to bed. See you guys in the morning."
Tre' and Mike said their goodnights and I bounded back to the back
Of the bus where the bunks were. I sat down on Mike's bed, lost in
Thoughts of anger. Like no one understood. I peaked up for a moment when
I remembered the girl was right there. My eyes traveled up to her face,
Which took me by big surprise as I found her eyes were wide open. Pointed
Directly at me.
I stared into her eyes from across the isle in the opposite bunk
As she. For the longest time I thought we were glued like this. This made
Me even more mad. I layed back on Mike's squishy pillow, still facing the
Same way as I pulled myself under the blankets. I looked up again this
Time to find the pair of brown eyes still on me.
I narrowed my eyes. "What?" I asked in a deep voice that I wouldn't even recognize as mine.
I was frozen as the eyes still stared at me, blinking once and not moving anywhere else.
"Will you stop staring?!" I yelled, watching as she looked away. I finally closed my eyes.
I sighed a little as I forced my brain to relax and fall into a
Sleep. Somehow it wasn't working, and somehow I still didn't feel secure.
I opened my eyes again to find... Her eyes on me again.
I felt my blood boil in anger. "Quit fucking looking at me!" I
Yelled louder. I turned the other way, facing the bus wall. "God!" I added.
I once again closed my eyes, feeling more comfortable now. But for some reason I had this feeling of being watched the whole night.
"Rene'e..." I said, setting my can down on the table.
"That's a cool name," Tre' said.
"Yeah, o. K." I said.
"Why don't you like her, Billie Joe?" Mike asked, looking up at
Me.
I stopped to look down into his big, blue, shiny eyes for a
Moment. I was clueless and had nothing to say. There was a moment of
Silence, waiting for my reply.
"I like her. I think she's cool," Tre' said to break the silence.
I sighed, sitting down. "I don't know... I just... Think I miss
Adrienne," I said quietly.
Mike sympathized, "Aw, Billie I know. I miss Estelle a lot, too,
And Tre' misses Claudia. We're all homesick."
I shook my head, "And it's really hard, because when I'm at home,
Packing to go on tour, I get so fucking excited just to be on the road
And playing again. I just... Want to get away... And then in the middle of
Touring, mostly after concerts, I just... Get so frustrated because
I miss my family and my home.. You know?"
Mike and Tre' both nodded, lowering their eyes and looking down at
The ground.
I stood up from where I was sitting, announcing, "Well, I'd
Better go to bed. See you guys in the morning."
Tre' and Mike said their goodnights and I bounded back to the back
Of the bus where the bunks were. I sat down on Mike's bed, lost in
Thoughts of anger. Like no one understood. I peaked up for a moment when
I remembered the girl was right there. My eyes traveled up to her face,
Which took me by big surprise as I found her eyes were wide open. Pointed
Directly at me.
I stared into her eyes from across the isle in the opposite bunk
As she. For the longest time I thought we were glued like this. This made
Me even more mad. I layed back on Mike's squishy pillow, still facing the
Same way as I pulled myself under the blankets. I looked up again this
Time to find the pair of brown eyes still on me.
I narrowed my eyes. "What?" I asked in a deep voice that I wouldn't even recognize as mine.
I was frozen as the eyes still stared at me, blinking once and not moving anywhere else.
"Will you stop staring?!" I yelled, watching as she looked away. I finally closed my eyes.
I sighed a little as I forced my brain to relax and fall into a
Sleep. Somehow it wasn't working, and somehow I still didn't feel secure.
I opened my eyes again to find... Her eyes on me again.
I felt my blood boil in anger. "Quit fucking looking at me!" I
Yelled louder. I turned the other way, facing the bus wall. "God!" I added.
I once again closed my eyes, feeling more comfortable now. But for some reason I had this feeling of being watched the whole night.
