What The Hell!?, chapter 1
"GET THE FUCKING HELL OUT OF MY ROOM!" I yelled at my brother.
I watched as he ran out of the room with a look of mischief on his face.
My name is Steph.
I'm a punk rocker with deep blue eyes, black hair with green, red and blue streaks.
I have major attitude problems and I am 16.
My brother's name is Frank, but he makes everyone call him Tre.
I got up from my bed and went to the door, I looked down the hallway to see Tre peering out from his bedroom.
"You better keep out of my room, freak!" I yelled down the hallway.
I turned to the clock and saw that it was only 9:35.
"Fuck, that's way too early...." I mumbled to myself.
My cell phone started to play the words to Minority.
I stumbled over to the bedside table and grabbed it, I looked at the caller ID; it was Mike (my brother's mate).
"Hey!" I screamed into the phone, making Tre scream at me.
"Hi, it's me, Mike. I just wanted to know if you wanted to go to lunch with me, Billie and your brother?" Mike replied.
"Sure, okay! What time?" I answered.
"12:30 sharp, is that okay?" he said.
"Sure, that's cool!" I said with a hint of excitement in my voice.
I heard the phone go dead. "That bitch hung up on me!" I mumbled.
"TRE! We are gonna go out with the guys for lunch!" I yelled to the wall, hoping he heard me.
"Okay, what time!?" Tre called back.
"12:30!" I answered.
I started to look my mess of a room for my favourite black t-shirt.
I got dressed and ran into the bathroom and searched for my eye-liner.
"Shit... where the fuck is it!?" I whispered angrily.
The shower curtain opened and i saw Tre standing there holding my eye-liner.
"We meet again...." he said with an evil look on his face.
Tre smiled and waved the eye-liner around with his fingers.
"You bitch! Pass it!" I yelled at him.
"Come get it!" he said playfully.
I jumped onto him and wrestled the eye-liner away.
"Never underestimate me, Tre cool!" I said devilishly.
2:15
The doorbell went off and I jumped up off the couch and opened the door.
Mike was standing there about to push the button again and Billie was leaning against the car.
I always had a thing for Billie, he was prefect for me.
Those deep green eyes and the messed up black hair was the sort of thing I loved and Billie had it.
"Hello.....?" mike's voice came as a hand waved in front of my face.
I looked from Billie to Mike to see that he was waving the hand in front of my face.
"Are you guys ready?" he asked.
"Yeah, hang on," I answered.
I walked to the bottom of the stairs and yelled,
"TRE! GET YOUR FAT ARSE HERE NOW!!!"
I heard Billie laughing outside; I blushed and looked away from Mike who knew I had a major crush on Billie.
Tre came down the stairs with a black Ramones t-shirt and a pair of brown cargos on.
We locked up and walked out the door.
Billie looked up from the ground and smiled at me, and looked at my outfit.
"What?" I asked.
"I like the outfit," he said.
I looked down at my clothes. I was wearing my black t-shirt that said "I'm punk rock, gotta problem?" and my black cargos with black converses.
Me and Billie turned when we heard a little giggle from inside the car.
It was Tre.
"Haha! You two like each other," he said, still giggling.
Billie looked at me and gave me one of those killer smiles and opened the car door so I could get in.
We got to the cafe and sat down.
Tre was making faces at the people outside the window.
"Tre, you are so immature!" Mike said, sounding very grown-up.
"And like you are mike! I've got pictures of you..." I started, but I was cut off.
"We swore we would never talk bout those again!" he snapped.
Billie and I started to laugh.
Tre laughed and managed to spill his orange mocha frappaccuino all over the place.
"Shit!" Mike mumbled as the drink got on his shirt.
Billie was looking at me laughing as Mike started a food fight with Tre.
I got out of the seat and walked out the door, acting like I didn't know them.
Billie followed me out the door and down the street to the park.
I got onto the grass and looked to see if anyone was following, I saw Billie.
Billie caught up to me and started to walk along side me.
"Do you like me, Steph?" Billie asked.
"Yeah, why?" I answered.
"Cause I wanted to ask you out?" he replied.
I turned and stared at him with my deep blue eyes.
"If you don't want to, that's okay...." he added.
"Of course I'll go out with you, Billie!" I answered.
He looked at me and smiled.
"Well can I come over tonight, cause I have nothing to do later," he said.
"Sure you can!" I answered with a smile that felt like it was going to explode off my face.
"Good, cause I want to...." he replied.
We leaned on a tree and looked into each others eyes.
He leaned closer to me and we kissed, it was spellbinding and beautiful.
We pulled apart to see Tre staring at us in awe.
I watched as he ran out of the room with a look of mischief on his face.
My name is Steph.
I'm a punk rocker with deep blue eyes, black hair with green, red and blue streaks.
I have major attitude problems and I am 16.
My brother's name is Frank, but he makes everyone call him Tre.
I got up from my bed and went to the door, I looked down the hallway to see Tre peering out from his bedroom.
"You better keep out of my room, freak!" I yelled down the hallway.
I turned to the clock and saw that it was only 9:35.
"Fuck, that's way too early...." I mumbled to myself.
My cell phone started to play the words to Minority.
I stumbled over to the bedside table and grabbed it, I looked at the caller ID; it was Mike (my brother's mate).
"Hey!" I screamed into the phone, making Tre scream at me.
"Hi, it's me, Mike. I just wanted to know if you wanted to go to lunch with me, Billie and your brother?" Mike replied.
"Sure, okay! What time?" I answered.
"12:30 sharp, is that okay?" he said.
"Sure, that's cool!" I said with a hint of excitement in my voice.
I heard the phone go dead. "That bitch hung up on me!" I mumbled.
"TRE! We are gonna go out with the guys for lunch!" I yelled to the wall, hoping he heard me.
"Okay, what time!?" Tre called back.
"12:30!" I answered.
I started to look my mess of a room for my favourite black t-shirt.
I got dressed and ran into the bathroom and searched for my eye-liner.
"Shit... where the fuck is it!?" I whispered angrily.
The shower curtain opened and i saw Tre standing there holding my eye-liner.
"We meet again...." he said with an evil look on his face.
Tre smiled and waved the eye-liner around with his fingers.
"You bitch! Pass it!" I yelled at him.
"Come get it!" he said playfully.
I jumped onto him and wrestled the eye-liner away.
"Never underestimate me, Tre cool!" I said devilishly.
2:15
The doorbell went off and I jumped up off the couch and opened the door.
Mike was standing there about to push the button again and Billie was leaning against the car.
I always had a thing for Billie, he was prefect for me.
Those deep green eyes and the messed up black hair was the sort of thing I loved and Billie had it.
"Hello.....?" mike's voice came as a hand waved in front of my face.
I looked from Billie to Mike to see that he was waving the hand in front of my face.
"Are you guys ready?" he asked.
"Yeah, hang on," I answered.
I walked to the bottom of the stairs and yelled,
"TRE! GET YOUR FAT ARSE HERE NOW!!!"
I heard Billie laughing outside; I blushed and looked away from Mike who knew I had a major crush on Billie.
Tre came down the stairs with a black Ramones t-shirt and a pair of brown cargos on.
We locked up and walked out the door.
Billie looked up from the ground and smiled at me, and looked at my outfit.
"What?" I asked.
"I like the outfit," he said.
I looked down at my clothes. I was wearing my black t-shirt that said "I'm punk rock, gotta problem?" and my black cargos with black converses.
Me and Billie turned when we heard a little giggle from inside the car.
It was Tre.
"Haha! You two like each other," he said, still giggling.
Billie looked at me and gave me one of those killer smiles and opened the car door so I could get in.
We got to the cafe and sat down.
Tre was making faces at the people outside the window.
"Tre, you are so immature!" Mike said, sounding very grown-up.
"And like you are mike! I've got pictures of you..." I started, but I was cut off.
"We swore we would never talk bout those again!" he snapped.
Billie and I started to laugh.
Tre laughed and managed to spill his orange mocha frappaccuino all over the place.
"Shit!" Mike mumbled as the drink got on his shirt.
Billie was looking at me laughing as Mike started a food fight with Tre.
I got out of the seat and walked out the door, acting like I didn't know them.
Billie followed me out the door and down the street to the park.
I got onto the grass and looked to see if anyone was following, I saw Billie.
Billie caught up to me and started to walk along side me.
"Do you like me, Steph?" Billie asked.
"Yeah, why?" I answered.
"Cause I wanted to ask you out?" he replied.
I turned and stared at him with my deep blue eyes.
"If you don't want to, that's okay...." he added.
"Of course I'll go out with you, Billie!" I answered.
He looked at me and smiled.
"Well can I come over tonight, cause I have nothing to do later," he said.
"Sure you can!" I answered with a smile that felt like it was going to explode off my face.
"Good, cause I want to...." he replied.
We leaned on a tree and looked into each others eyes.
He leaned closer to me and we kissed, it was spellbinding and beautiful.
We pulled apart to see Tre staring at us in awe.
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