Brats On Tight Wad Hill, chapter 3
*5 years later*
"Okay you guys. Let's do this one more time. 1 2, 1 2 3 4"
"Hey People!" I ran in interrupting the guy's band practice.
"Dammit, Kelly! What do you want?" Mike ask in a tone of anger.
"Mike what's you're problem? Oh, do you have your period?" I whispered.
"Ha ha ha, now seriously what do you want?"
I turned my focus to the drumset. "Franky, your daddy called, gots to go home."
"Stop calling me Franky! It's Tre. See you guys tomorrow." he said leaving the garage. I walked over to one of the moth-eaten couches and picked up a guitar.
"Do you guys think i could practice with you once?"
"Do you think you could play with such greatness as us?" Biliie asked.
I then started to play 'I Fought the Law'. Occationally, I would look up to see the boy's faces. when I finished, they were speechless.
"So....how was it?" I asked impatienly.
"Practice starts tomarrow at 6:00" Billie spoke still staring at the guitar I was holding.
"Okay then. Um, I;m going out. See you later. " I walked out of the guitar with my head held high.
*Still in the garage*
*Billie's POV*
"She was really good."
"Just because I taught her. Hey, Billie, pick up your jaw."
Should I tell him? I want to know if he's okay with it before I ask her. I think I'll tell him. I'll ask.
"Mike, I got to ask/tell you something."
"OKay, shoot"
"Bang, anyways. I think I like someone."
"Really, who? It's not Mandi Andrews, is it?"
"Hell no"
"I've seen the way you look at her. "
"Mike, it's not her."
"Well who is it then?"
"Your sister." I put blue in 'his' case. All of a sudden I heard a loud thud. I turned around and Mike had dropped his bass case and was staring at me with a shocked look on his face. I slowly walked over to him and waved my hand in his face. "Hello, is anyone in there?"
"You like Kelly. My sister Kelly. Kelly Pritchard. My sister." He babbled while falling to the couch behind him.
"Um, would you mind if I, um, took her on a date?" I asked him.
"Kelly, my sister. You like her-"
"Mike, snap out of it!"
"Oh, sorry. You know, Bill, I don't care. But remember the age thing. We're 15, she's 13. are you sure?"
"You know, Mike, I don't care." I smiled walking to my house.
*end of POV and now it's the next morning*
I woke up at my normal time and did my daily routine:
Get up
Take a shower
Get dressed
Brush teeth-(I never eat breakfast during school weekdays)
Grab bag
Walk to school
But today when I left, Billie was standing at the end of our sidewalk like he was waiting for someone.
"Mike should be out pretty soon." I told.
"I'm not waiting for Mike." He smiled
I smiled back, "oh, how sweet of you."
When we started walking we didn't say anything. I decided to break the silence.
"I'm so glad it's friday. This week's been killing me. "
"Speaking of it being Friday, I was wondering, would you like to go see a movie or something tonight?"
"The guys going"
"No, I meant with just me." Billie explained.
Holy Shit! He just asked me out!!!
"Okay you guys. Let's do this one more time. 1 2, 1 2 3 4"
"Hey People!" I ran in interrupting the guy's band practice.
"Dammit, Kelly! What do you want?" Mike ask in a tone of anger.
"Mike what's you're problem? Oh, do you have your period?" I whispered.
"Ha ha ha, now seriously what do you want?"
I turned my focus to the drumset. "Franky, your daddy called, gots to go home."
"Stop calling me Franky! It's Tre. See you guys tomorrow." he said leaving the garage. I walked over to one of the moth-eaten couches and picked up a guitar.
"Do you guys think i could practice with you once?"
"Do you think you could play with such greatness as us?" Biliie asked.
I then started to play 'I Fought the Law'. Occationally, I would look up to see the boy's faces. when I finished, they were speechless.
"So....how was it?" I asked impatienly.
"Practice starts tomarrow at 6:00" Billie spoke still staring at the guitar I was holding.
"Okay then. Um, I;m going out. See you later. " I walked out of the guitar with my head held high.
*Still in the garage*
*Billie's POV*
"She was really good."
"Just because I taught her. Hey, Billie, pick up your jaw."
Should I tell him? I want to know if he's okay with it before I ask her. I think I'll tell him. I'll ask.
"Mike, I got to ask/tell you something."
"OKay, shoot"
"Bang, anyways. I think I like someone."
"Really, who? It's not Mandi Andrews, is it?"
"Hell no"
"I've seen the way you look at her. "
"Mike, it's not her."
"Well who is it then?"
"Your sister." I put blue in 'his' case. All of a sudden I heard a loud thud. I turned around and Mike had dropped his bass case and was staring at me with a shocked look on his face. I slowly walked over to him and waved my hand in his face. "Hello, is anyone in there?"
"You like Kelly. My sister Kelly. Kelly Pritchard. My sister." He babbled while falling to the couch behind him.
"Um, would you mind if I, um, took her on a date?" I asked him.
"Kelly, my sister. You like her-"
"Mike, snap out of it!"
"Oh, sorry. You know, Bill, I don't care. But remember the age thing. We're 15, she's 13. are you sure?"
"You know, Mike, I don't care." I smiled walking to my house.
*end of POV and now it's the next morning*
I woke up at my normal time and did my daily routine:
Get up
Take a shower
Get dressed
Brush teeth-(I never eat breakfast during school weekdays)
Grab bag
Walk to school
But today when I left, Billie was standing at the end of our sidewalk like he was waiting for someone.
"Mike should be out pretty soon." I told.
"I'm not waiting for Mike." He smiled
I smiled back, "oh, how sweet of you."
When we started walking we didn't say anything. I decided to break the silence.
"I'm so glad it's friday. This week's been killing me. "
"Speaking of it being Friday, I was wondering, would you like to go see a movie or something tonight?"
"The guys going"
"No, I meant with just me." Billie explained.
Holy Shit! He just asked me out!!!
