Am I Jinxed? Or Am I Just Stoned?, chapter 7
I stared at my shoes, hand above the doorbell. I had no clue what made me do this, but here I was. I took a deep breath, preparing myself for what was most likely to come. A dog barked in the background, my hand shaking. I grabbed it, and pushed the doorbell to AJ and MJ's house.
"Coming!" shouted AJ. Her voice sounded so sweet that very moment, I swear I would've turned to mush. I knew Billie would be here soon, so I had to be quick. He didn't want any of us around.
Amy Joe opened the door, light spilling in through the door. She was in her pajamas: boxers and a tank top. I almost melted again.
"Hey M-"
I pulled AJ close and kissed her. At first, she struggled - pushing, kicking, clawing - but she stopped. She sort of went limp. After a bit I let go, but AJ didn't stand up. Her eyes were closed, and she just fell to the ground. Her body made a sickening thump on the ground. I gasped, hand over heart.
"She's dead. Dead. You killed her, Mikey boy. You killed her, and just threw your life away. Your future. You always knew you were a sick freak." That little voice in my head said.
"No! She...she's not dead! She can't be..." I glanced back at her. She hadn't moved. I put a finger under her nose and felt nothing. I backed away, panicking. Then I remembered about MJ. She could come down and find her. Then she would think it was Bill. I grinned. Bill could go to jail, and I would be free. Free as a bird. I casually stuck my hands in my pockets and walked down the path. I continued down the street and walked to the park. All panic-related things were gone form my mind, and I sat on a bench to watch the children play, smiling to myself.
Billie's Point of View
"He really thinks I'm dead!" said AJ, breaking into a laugh.
"Awesome! It's awesome how you can stay in such an unnatural position for a long time," I said. We were talking about the prank we pulled on Mike. I knew he liked AJ, it was obvious. So I glanced through his journal, and found out about his plan. I told MJ and AJ, and we orchestrated this whole thing.
"I can't believe we pulled this off," said MJ. She had been quiet this whole time.
AJ put a hand on her shoulder. "Manny Jack, it's okay. We can get Tre back for you. Mr. Cool isn't that stupid," she said.
I nodded. "It's true. He really isn't that stupid. And if he even thinks about another girl until it's actually over, I will personally kick his sorry white butt," MJ laughed.
"Okay guys, you win," she said, smiling for the first time in ages.
***
"C'mon, man. She really likes you. She wants you back. I know you want her back too," I said. Tre was being a stubborn ass. Really.
He sighed. "Bill, you don't understand. I still love her. I want her back, but you talking for her just isn't helping. I want to talk to her," Tre said. He looked down at his shoes. Wow. That's something we all like to do. I sighed and walked over to MJ and AJ. It was hard to hear them over the roar of the music.
"Tre wants to speak to you!" I shouted.
"What!?" they shouted in unison.
"Mr. Cool wants to talk you, Manny Jack!" I yelled.
They heard all right. Everyone did. The band had stopped playing, and all was quiet now. My face flushed a bright red. AJ stood up and grabbed a chair for me, making me sit down.
"Go on! Nothing to see here!" shouted MJ as she walked over to Tre.
"You're such a freak," AJ said, grinning.
"But I'm a pretty hot one if I do say so myself." I leaned back on my chair, and struck a pose...and fell off my chair. AJ started laughing. She helped me up, once she had gathered herself together.
"Amy Joe, I have to tell you something." She nodded for me to continue. "Well, it's almost the end of senior year, and I wanted to know..." I murmured the rest.
"What? Billie, speak louder," she said. I grabbed her hand and pulled her outside. I walked down the street towards the lake, her following closely behind. "Billie Joe Armstrong! Where are we going? It's freezing!" she shrieked.
I smirked. Boy, was she gonna be in for a surprise. I sat on the edge of the dock, and waited for AJ to sit next to me. Finally she came. I smiled and took a deep breath. "Amy Joe Cummings, I really like you. Really. No, scratch that. I love you. It's the end of senior year, and I wanted to know... "
I swallowed hard, then continued.
"Coming!" shouted AJ. Her voice sounded so sweet that very moment, I swear I would've turned to mush. I knew Billie would be here soon, so I had to be quick. He didn't want any of us around.
Amy Joe opened the door, light spilling in through the door. She was in her pajamas: boxers and a tank top. I almost melted again.
"Hey M-"
I pulled AJ close and kissed her. At first, she struggled - pushing, kicking, clawing - but she stopped. She sort of went limp. After a bit I let go, but AJ didn't stand up. Her eyes were closed, and she just fell to the ground. Her body made a sickening thump on the ground. I gasped, hand over heart.
"She's dead. Dead. You killed her, Mikey boy. You killed her, and just threw your life away. Your future. You always knew you were a sick freak." That little voice in my head said.
"No! She...she's not dead! She can't be..." I glanced back at her. She hadn't moved. I put a finger under her nose and felt nothing. I backed away, panicking. Then I remembered about MJ. She could come down and find her. Then she would think it was Bill. I grinned. Bill could go to jail, and I would be free. Free as a bird. I casually stuck my hands in my pockets and walked down the path. I continued down the street and walked to the park. All panic-related things were gone form my mind, and I sat on a bench to watch the children play, smiling to myself.
Billie's Point of View
"He really thinks I'm dead!" said AJ, breaking into a laugh.
"Awesome! It's awesome how you can stay in such an unnatural position for a long time," I said. We were talking about the prank we pulled on Mike. I knew he liked AJ, it was obvious. So I glanced through his journal, and found out about his plan. I told MJ and AJ, and we orchestrated this whole thing.
"I can't believe we pulled this off," said MJ. She had been quiet this whole time.
AJ put a hand on her shoulder. "Manny Jack, it's okay. We can get Tre back for you. Mr. Cool isn't that stupid," she said.
I nodded. "It's true. He really isn't that stupid. And if he even thinks about another girl until it's actually over, I will personally kick his sorry white butt," MJ laughed.
"Okay guys, you win," she said, smiling for the first time in ages.
***
"C'mon, man. She really likes you. She wants you back. I know you want her back too," I said. Tre was being a stubborn ass. Really.
He sighed. "Bill, you don't understand. I still love her. I want her back, but you talking for her just isn't helping. I want to talk to her," Tre said. He looked down at his shoes. Wow. That's something we all like to do. I sighed and walked over to MJ and AJ. It was hard to hear them over the roar of the music.
"Tre wants to speak to you!" I shouted.
"What!?" they shouted in unison.
"Mr. Cool wants to talk you, Manny Jack!" I yelled.
They heard all right. Everyone did. The band had stopped playing, and all was quiet now. My face flushed a bright red. AJ stood up and grabbed a chair for me, making me sit down.
"Go on! Nothing to see here!" shouted MJ as she walked over to Tre.
"You're such a freak," AJ said, grinning.
"But I'm a pretty hot one if I do say so myself." I leaned back on my chair, and struck a pose...and fell off my chair. AJ started laughing. She helped me up, once she had gathered herself together.
"Amy Joe, I have to tell you something." She nodded for me to continue. "Well, it's almost the end of senior year, and I wanted to know..." I murmured the rest.
"What? Billie, speak louder," she said. I grabbed her hand and pulled her outside. I walked down the street towards the lake, her following closely behind. "Billie Joe Armstrong! Where are we going? It's freezing!" she shrieked.
I smirked. Boy, was she gonna be in for a surprise. I sat on the edge of the dock, and waited for AJ to sit next to me. Finally she came. I smiled and took a deep breath. "Amy Joe Cummings, I really like you. Really. No, scratch that. I love you. It's the end of senior year, and I wanted to know... "
I swallowed hard, then continued.
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