We Met In Detention..., chapter 32

Billie Joe had broken the news that we were to be married. I couldn't have been happier. I was to be married at 17 years old. I was a little worried. What if I got pregnant? What if the band didn't take off? What if Billie didn't love me anymore? What if...

"Hey, snap ouf of it!" Tre screeched in my ear.

"Sorry," I said as I clumsily tripped over the side of the couch that I was about to sit on.

"Don't sweat it Tessie Wessie!" Tre said as he plopped down beside me.

"I sense a bit of nervousness," Tre said. This was a bit unusual because Tre and I didn't really talk, I mean, in seriousness.

"Yeah. I am really nervous," I said looking at the floor

"Why?" Tre said, "Billie Joe loves you. You love him. What is wrong with that."

"I don't know Tre. I am just, I mean, I have cold feet I guess," I said sincerely.

I didn't know where Billie Joe went.

"Where's Billie?" I said.

"Um, he went somewhere with Mike."

"Where?" I asked.

"Why should we care?' Tre said.


And just like that Tre pressed his lips against mine. I tried to pull away but he kept kissing me. I finally got away. I was crying. I was hysterical. I had no words for what I had just experienced. Tre, my best friend was trying to break us up on the eve of our engagement.

I really couldn't comprehend what was going on. I had to find Billie. I had to tell him what happened.

Wait. What if I broke up the band?????????? SHIT!!!!!!!!!