One Last Chance, chapter 2
After the meeting was over, and with no thanks to Billie Joe, they had finally managed to persuade the owner of the stadium to let them play there; they went to pick up Frankito (Tre's son) from school. They were a bit early and they had been doing gym last thing so they weren't in the room when they came. Tre and Mike went and sat at some of the little wooden desks and Billie Joe went and placed himself at the teachers' desk. On the draw in scribbled letter it said "Miss Nesser." And on the one below that it said "stay out." Billie Joe decided there wasn't much point in staying out because it wasn't as if he was going to tell the whole world, it would just be his little secret.
He reached out his and touched the little golden handle. It didn't come at first but as soon as he let go it slid open with ease. He looked inside and saw many pictures of himself staring back at him. Some were candid and didn't even know they existed, some were publicity pictures and he recognized at once, but there was one that caught his attention, it was a picture of himself as a little boy playing with his father who had since passed away and this still left a hole in Billie Joe. He stared at it until he heard the door click open and he automatically shut the draw. There stood Miss Nesser in all her glory, his heart always skipped a beat when she entered the room, but this time it skipped many and he collapsed in a pile on the floor.
"Oh my GOD. Is he all right? Get a glass of water, call the hospital. Do any thing. Just help." These were the last word he heard before he fell unconscious and they were the words of Miss Nesser and he knew then that he was in love.
A blurry figure appeared in front of Billie Joe. It was close to him but his vision was too hazy to see the figure.
"What?... Where?... Who?... I'm confused... What happened?" he asked groggily.
"Don't worry. You're alright. You've been sent to hospital because you collapsed," came the soothing voice of Miss Nesser. Suddenly at the sound of her voice his vision came back and she was leaning over him and was holding her hand up to his forehead to feel his temperature.
"Hmm. Well you seem to be getting better. You aren't anywhere near as hot as you were last night."
"Sorry, but I can't quite work it out. Was that an insult or not?" He grinned cheekily. Slowly he pulled him self up. "Wait one second. You said last night. How long have I been here?"
"You came in after school yesterday so that was about 3:30 when you got here and now it's 12:00... um... six. By my watch, anyway," said Tre, finding any excuse to butt in.
"Yes. Lunch time. I wonder if they cater for Vegans here," Mike added in and leapt out the room and down the corridor.
"I'd better follow him, I'm starved." And Tre left too. Which left Miss Nesser and Billie Joe in the room alone together.
"So. How are you?" asked Billie Joe.
"Fine. You?"
"I'm ok, I suppose. How long have you been here for?"
"I've been here since you have. I haven't left this room."
This made Billie Joe feel uncomfortable and guilty at the thought that he had kept Miss Nesser there all that time because of some stupid panic attack. "So. Miss Nesser. What do you teach?"
"My name's Adrienne, but you can call me Adie, cos that's what my friends call me."
He reached out his and touched the little golden handle. It didn't come at first but as soon as he let go it slid open with ease. He looked inside and saw many pictures of himself staring back at him. Some were candid and didn't even know they existed, some were publicity pictures and he recognized at once, but there was one that caught his attention, it was a picture of himself as a little boy playing with his father who had since passed away and this still left a hole in Billie Joe. He stared at it until he heard the door click open and he automatically shut the draw. There stood Miss Nesser in all her glory, his heart always skipped a beat when she entered the room, but this time it skipped many and he collapsed in a pile on the floor.
"Oh my GOD. Is he all right? Get a glass of water, call the hospital. Do any thing. Just help." These were the last word he heard before he fell unconscious and they were the words of Miss Nesser and he knew then that he was in love.
A blurry figure appeared in front of Billie Joe. It was close to him but his vision was too hazy to see the figure.
"What?... Where?... Who?... I'm confused... What happened?" he asked groggily.
"Don't worry. You're alright. You've been sent to hospital because you collapsed," came the soothing voice of Miss Nesser. Suddenly at the sound of her voice his vision came back and she was leaning over him and was holding her hand up to his forehead to feel his temperature.
"Hmm. Well you seem to be getting better. You aren't anywhere near as hot as you were last night."
"Sorry, but I can't quite work it out. Was that an insult or not?" He grinned cheekily. Slowly he pulled him self up. "Wait one second. You said last night. How long have I been here?"
"You came in after school yesterday so that was about 3:30 when you got here and now it's 12:00... um... six. By my watch, anyway," said Tre, finding any excuse to butt in.
"Yes. Lunch time. I wonder if they cater for Vegans here," Mike added in and leapt out the room and down the corridor.
"I'd better follow him, I'm starved." And Tre left too. Which left Miss Nesser and Billie Joe in the room alone together.
"So. How are you?" asked Billie Joe.
"Fine. You?"
"I'm ok, I suppose. How long have you been here for?"
"I've been here since you have. I haven't left this room."
This made Billie Joe feel uncomfortable and guilty at the thought that he had kept Miss Nesser there all that time because of some stupid panic attack. "So. Miss Nesser. What do you teach?"
"My name's Adrienne, but you can call me Adie, cos that's what my friends call me."
