Dirty Dancing, chapter 6
"Whoo hoo! First concert, your supposed to be excited!" I yelled at them. They all laughed because they were being sticks in the mud about not wanting to leave me for the concert, so I went with them.
"I'm just afraid teenies will hunt me down and kill me!" I screamed out while putting both of my hands on my cheeks.
"Rachel pay attention to the road dang it!" Billie Joe yelled at me.
"Oh, I'm driving?" I giggled, I was hyper and I don't think that coffee helped... at all! Tre' giggled because he was a better driver, somehow, just for now. Billie Joe and Mike scoffed at me while I giggled, I turned serious for a moment and turned to Mike. "Hey be careful, you might get something tonight," I said seductively and he twitched his eyebrow suggestively and I nodded and went back to driving.
"Well we're here, those people will tell you what to do," I said as I got out and grabbed the guitars, I would get the drums later.
"Thanks Roadie," Billie Joe said, I stuck my tongue out at him and he shook his head and headed to the dressing room.
"You the roadie?" some guy that worked for the stadium asked me, I got insulted but then I remembered that no one knew me quite yet.
"Yeah, I got the guitars but if you and a couple of the guys want to get the drums then go ahead," I said, they nodded and picked up the kit and walked to the stadium. I walked behind them in case they stole the kit or did something wrong, surprisingly, they did it all correctly and got it on stage.
"I'll take the guitars," the same guy told me, I nodded and handed him the guitars and he touched my hand and winked at me. I simply rolled my eyes and watched them set up.
I went to the dressing room where the guys were getting their make-up done. "Like omygosh, it's a sleepover!" I said in a preppy voice. Mike and Tre' jumped while Billie Joe laughed. I looked the boys over on the make up counter and looked at Tre' first, the girl looked helplessly for my approvel. She was quite obviously new, young, pretty, and probably a player. I looked at his face and his hair and nodded.
"Do me a favor sweetheart," I said to the girl, she looked at me with doe eyes and I smiled at her, "when we come back, do the make up exactly like this." Her eyes smiled and I nodded, then Billie Joe.
The woman was middle aged, and kept rubbing Billie's shoulders, he was very uncomfortable. "Ok, um, he's kinda eh," I grabbed the gel and made it so his hair was perfect, just a few adjustments. He played with his hair and nodded. The woman tried to rub Billie's shoulders and slapped them away playfully.
Then Mike, it was another girl that was doing the make up. She put his hair in a ruffly style, didn't look half bad. Then it came down the the eyes, please don't tell me she put eyeliner on him. Surprisingly enough, that didn't look half bad either. "Well?" he asked me.
"Your pretty Mikey!" Tre' squealed out and Mike just kept staring at me. The girl looked like she was begging, pleading almost wishing for my approvel.
"Mikey boy," I said, he kept staring at me, "you look more gorgeous then ever," I said then I kissed him. "Thanks to you of course," I said to the girl, she gave me a toothy grin and I went over to Billie where the woman kept messing him up.
"Aww, Billie do you want me to do your make up?" I asked him. He nodded and fixed him up, "yay, I look pretty," he said and I chuckled. The opening band came back in and I scooted the guys out on the stage. They chuckled and went out on stage.
The guys were great! Billie Joe knew how to work the crowd and Tre' was funny, making face while on the drums. Mike seemed to be nervous, his first show, who wouldn't be? There were a bunch of teenies screaming, "I love you Billie Joe!" He decided to take a break and thank everyone and I took off my shoes, the show was just starting, might as well make the most of it.
"I want to thank everyone out here tonight, I love you all!" the crowd went wild went Billie said that. He got up and brushed himself off, "but there is one person that's been with us, through thick and thin, ever seen middle school, she's here tonight ladies and gentleman," he said that part sarcastically, "wouldda like to met her?" he screamed out. The entire stadium seemed to scream.
"All right, I would like you to meet one of my best friends, I won't tell you her last name, in fact I won't tell you her name, so I'll call her Green Day's friend," Billie said. He waved for me to come out, I shook my head and he gave me a silly face, I still said no. "My shoes aren't on," I mouthed to him.
"Come on mate, no one cares if your shoes aren't on!" I felt completely humiliated but since there was no more humiliation then this, I walked out.
The first thing I heard were wolf whistles, from guys and girls. Billie walked over to me and walked up to me and put his arm around my neck. "This is Green Day's best mate, she's kinda shy, but wanna know a secret?" he whispered. The stadium seemed to pulled their ears to Billie Joe and waited. He talked into the microphone, "she's taken!" he screamed.
I laughed and hit him playfully and he laughed while the stadium seemed to groan. The teenies were depressed because they thought Billie Joe was taken.
"Not by me folks, I'm a free spirit!" he yelled out, "this lovely lil' lady here is taken by Mr. Mike Dirnt!" I giggled as Mike set down his bass and walked up to me and put an arm around my waist, about a fourth of the stadium seem to groan. I laughed and kissed Mike and a number of people seemed to go "aww." I went to Tre' and pulled him from behind his drum kit. "Your part of the band too you know," I whispered in his ear, he grinned and hugged me.
Billie Joe handed the microphone to Tre' and Tre' started to talk into the microphone. "All right, we're gonna have some fun!" the stadium cheered.
"If you can guess who is Billie Joe's make up artist gets to have a little surprise," he wiggled his eyebrows. I laughed and clung to Mike as he chuckled slyly. Tre' Cool walked to the edge of the stage and winked at a girl about our age and asked, "what do you think, who's Billie's make up artist?" The girl blushed and shrugged. "Oh come on make a guess, I know you know!" he yelled out. She shrugged and pointed at me. Tre' smiled and applauded, "bravo! you're correct!" I laughed.
I walked backstage and the last thing I heard a click of a gun.
"I'm just afraid teenies will hunt me down and kill me!" I screamed out while putting both of my hands on my cheeks.
"Rachel pay attention to the road dang it!" Billie Joe yelled at me.
"Oh, I'm driving?" I giggled, I was hyper and I don't think that coffee helped... at all! Tre' giggled because he was a better driver, somehow, just for now. Billie Joe and Mike scoffed at me while I giggled, I turned serious for a moment and turned to Mike. "Hey be careful, you might get something tonight," I said seductively and he twitched his eyebrow suggestively and I nodded and went back to driving.
"Well we're here, those people will tell you what to do," I said as I got out and grabbed the guitars, I would get the drums later.
"Thanks Roadie," Billie Joe said, I stuck my tongue out at him and he shook his head and headed to the dressing room.
"You the roadie?" some guy that worked for the stadium asked me, I got insulted but then I remembered that no one knew me quite yet.
"Yeah, I got the guitars but if you and a couple of the guys want to get the drums then go ahead," I said, they nodded and picked up the kit and walked to the stadium. I walked behind them in case they stole the kit or did something wrong, surprisingly, they did it all correctly and got it on stage.
"I'll take the guitars," the same guy told me, I nodded and handed him the guitars and he touched my hand and winked at me. I simply rolled my eyes and watched them set up.
I went to the dressing room where the guys were getting their make-up done. "Like omygosh, it's a sleepover!" I said in a preppy voice. Mike and Tre' jumped while Billie Joe laughed. I looked the boys over on the make up counter and looked at Tre' first, the girl looked helplessly for my approvel. She was quite obviously new, young, pretty, and probably a player. I looked at his face and his hair and nodded.
"Do me a favor sweetheart," I said to the girl, she looked at me with doe eyes and I smiled at her, "when we come back, do the make up exactly like this." Her eyes smiled and I nodded, then Billie Joe.
The woman was middle aged, and kept rubbing Billie's shoulders, he was very uncomfortable. "Ok, um, he's kinda eh," I grabbed the gel and made it so his hair was perfect, just a few adjustments. He played with his hair and nodded. The woman tried to rub Billie's shoulders and slapped them away playfully.
Then Mike, it was another girl that was doing the make up. She put his hair in a ruffly style, didn't look half bad. Then it came down the the eyes, please don't tell me she put eyeliner on him. Surprisingly enough, that didn't look half bad either. "Well?" he asked me.
"Your pretty Mikey!" Tre' squealed out and Mike just kept staring at me. The girl looked like she was begging, pleading almost wishing for my approvel.
"Mikey boy," I said, he kept staring at me, "you look more gorgeous then ever," I said then I kissed him. "Thanks to you of course," I said to the girl, she gave me a toothy grin and I went over to Billie where the woman kept messing him up.
"Aww, Billie do you want me to do your make up?" I asked him. He nodded and fixed him up, "yay, I look pretty," he said and I chuckled. The opening band came back in and I scooted the guys out on the stage. They chuckled and went out on stage.
The guys were great! Billie Joe knew how to work the crowd and Tre' was funny, making face while on the drums. Mike seemed to be nervous, his first show, who wouldn't be? There were a bunch of teenies screaming, "I love you Billie Joe!" He decided to take a break and thank everyone and I took off my shoes, the show was just starting, might as well make the most of it.
"I want to thank everyone out here tonight, I love you all!" the crowd went wild went Billie said that. He got up and brushed himself off, "but there is one person that's been with us, through thick and thin, ever seen middle school, she's here tonight ladies and gentleman," he said that part sarcastically, "wouldda like to met her?" he screamed out. The entire stadium seemed to scream.
"All right, I would like you to meet one of my best friends, I won't tell you her last name, in fact I won't tell you her name, so I'll call her Green Day's friend," Billie said. He waved for me to come out, I shook my head and he gave me a silly face, I still said no. "My shoes aren't on," I mouthed to him.
"Come on mate, no one cares if your shoes aren't on!" I felt completely humiliated but since there was no more humiliation then this, I walked out.
The first thing I heard were wolf whistles, from guys and girls. Billie walked over to me and walked up to me and put his arm around my neck. "This is Green Day's best mate, she's kinda shy, but wanna know a secret?" he whispered. The stadium seemed to pulled their ears to Billie Joe and waited. He talked into the microphone, "she's taken!" he screamed.
I laughed and hit him playfully and he laughed while the stadium seemed to groan. The teenies were depressed because they thought Billie Joe was taken.
"Not by me folks, I'm a free spirit!" he yelled out, "this lovely lil' lady here is taken by Mr. Mike Dirnt!" I giggled as Mike set down his bass and walked up to me and put an arm around my waist, about a fourth of the stadium seem to groan. I laughed and kissed Mike and a number of people seemed to go "aww." I went to Tre' and pulled him from behind his drum kit. "Your part of the band too you know," I whispered in his ear, he grinned and hugged me.
Billie Joe handed the microphone to Tre' and Tre' started to talk into the microphone. "All right, we're gonna have some fun!" the stadium cheered.
"If you can guess who is Billie Joe's make up artist gets to have a little surprise," he wiggled his eyebrows. I laughed and clung to Mike as he chuckled slyly. Tre' Cool walked to the edge of the stage and winked at a girl about our age and asked, "what do you think, who's Billie's make up artist?" The girl blushed and shrugged. "Oh come on make a guess, I know you know!" he yelled out. She shrugged and pointed at me. Tre' smiled and applauded, "bravo! you're correct!" I laughed.
I walked backstage and the last thing I heard a click of a gun.
