Three Jokers for Three Queens, chapter 5
Riley Asland was sitting on a plane. A plane back to California. A plane back to home. Adeline and Jimmie were sitting a couple of rows ahead of her. The seats got screwed up so Asland was shoved to the back of first class, while Adeline and Jimmie got the upper seats. Asland had her ipod in hand and she was looking out the window. The plane hadn't taken off yet, and there was an empty seat next to her. Asland was listening to Warning, the song. Asland mouthed the words to the song as she continued to look out the window at the people in orange jackets. Asland was completely comfortable, but only because she had her fleece blanket with her. This was her favorite blanket. She owned a lot considering that she didn't like to sleep without them. She mainly owned a lot of movie blankets that were sold a Hot Topic, but her favorite blanket from Hot Topic, was her 'Boulevard of Broken Dreams' blanket. This was the blanket she dragged along with her everywhere. It made her seem childish, but she didn't care. That's what her fans liked her for.
Asland felt someone sit down in the seat next to her. Asland was wearing her Adeline hat that she had bought before. She loved her Adeline hats. If there was one thing Billie Joe Armstrong could do besides write, sing, play, and be sexy, it was design an awesome clothing line. Asland loved her Adeline hats because they somehow, in an odd sort of way gave her confidence. She didn't really like flying, and so she wore her hat, to give her confidence. She always wore her hat when she was concentrating or when she was nervous.
Asland looked at the guy sitting next to her. The person didn't notice Asland look over. Asland laughed to herself. The guy she was sitting next to was wearing an Asylum shirt and didn't even realize he was sitting next to it's drummer. The first thing about Asland that the guy noticed when he finally did look over was her blanket.
"You a Green Day fan?" he asked stupidly.
'I've heard better pickup lines.....oh wait...my blanket.'
"Yeah," she replied. There was a pause. Asland had turned her iPod off because she had listened to almost every song she had wanted to listen to at the time.
"You sound really familiar." There was another pause. The guy in the seat thrust his hand out for Asland to shake. She shook his hand. "Hi, I'm James but my friends call me Jimmy." he said. Jimmie sat up and looked around for the person who had called her name. Asland laughed at her.
"Hi," replied Asland her head still down. Asland then looked up into James's eyes. His eyes got wide.
"Oh my g- you're Riley Asland." he said shocked.
"Last time I checked." Asland laughed. James still sat there shocked.
"Oh my gosh! Asylum is like my favorite band of all time! I love Asylum! Hey! Will you sign my arm so that I can get it tattooed on?" He asked, digging through his backpack for a sharpie.
"That's the second time in two days," she laughed. Asland took the sharpie and uncapped it. "Where do you want me to sign?" James flexed.
"Right on my bicep." He said, obviously trying to show off his muscle. Asland signed on his bicep then drew a winking smiley with it's tongue sticking out. "That's awesome! Thanks!" he said.
Asland talked to James for a long time during the flight. When he finally shut-up Asland cuddled up with her blanket and turned her iPod back on and it automatically started playing Burnout. Asland smiled because it was just about to start the drum solo, when something hit her in the head. She looked up. There was a paper ball sitting in James's lap. He was asleep. Asland quickly picked it up trying not to wake him up. She looked around for the culprit. She looked across the aisle and there sat Tre looking at her smiling. She hadn't noticed him get on the plane before. Asland was happy he was there. She liked being around Tre. She hadn't been around him that much but after what had happened the night before she thought it felt wierd not having Tre around. Asland was about to throw the paper ball at him when he made a gesture. Asland looked at the ball and unfolded it. There was a small circle on the page, with an arrow. It said, "I drew you a pebble, it took me FOREVER." Asland started cracking up at the picture. Asland grabbed a pen from her bag.
Asland was an amazing artist. Before she decided to start Asylum she had wanted to become a video game designer, with Adeline, who was also an amazing artist. She even got so seriously into that she moved to Japan with Adeline. That was part of the reason for them calling eachother onee and nee-chan. They often spoke in Japanese to eachother when they didn't want other people to know what they were talking about or when they were really mad. Speaking Japanese was now a second nature to them. They would do it without even realizing it, but it made sense considering they lived in Japan for three years. Anyway.....Asland scribbled something on the note, and drew James. She threw the paper ball back at Tre. He unfolded it. It read, "That's a pretty damn sexy pebble, BTW this guy next to me keeps hitting on me...." There was some other stuff scribbled on it. Tre nodded, and smiled one of his cute boyish smiles.
About an hour later, James was wide awake and had started hitting on Asland again.
This fan was brave.....VERY brave...
"So, I know that you're a rockstar and all but like...would you go out with me?" Asland just hoped at that moment, Tre hadn't fallen asleep.
"Well, I-" Asland started but Tre butted in from across the aisle.
"Sweetheart, when we get home I was thinking, we should take the kids to Disneyland." Tre smiled stupidly. Asland was laughing inside.
"Sure baby, that sounds good." Asland smiled back, then she looked at James who hadn't noticed Tre in the other seat before.
"YOU HAVE KIDS? SINCE WHEN? AND WITH TRE COOL!?" his jaw dropped.
"NO! No, no. They're Tre's kids, I just moved in with him since we've been going out and so now...yeah." She lied.
"Oh my gosh, the drummer of one of my two favorite bands is going out with the drummer of the other one? Wow, I missed a lot." He said. Then he felt stupid and just shut-up for the rest of the plane ride. Asland was relieved, she didn't want to talk to him anymore.
Asland ripped a piece of paper out of her notebook and started to doodle on it. She drew some random things, like a coke machine getting hit by a lightning bolt, a girl running, a centaur, a tank. Then in the middle she drew herself....she continued to aimlessly doodle. She sat back to admire her picture when she realized what she has drawn. A completely discernable Tre Cool, and Riley Asland kissing. Her eyes grew wide. Why would she draw that? The strange thing about the picture was that she thought it was halfway decent. Asland never liked her own pictures. She loved Adeline's, and Adeline loved hers, but they NEVER liked their own artwork. Asland pulled out another piece of paper, so that she could pass notes back and forth to Tre who was extremely bored, considering that he was reading the safety instructions for the plane.
Asland was about to throw the paperball when she realized how cute he looked when he was concentrating. She watched him read for a little bit. She was falling in love with Tre and his cute facial expressions. Asland decided to throw the paper ball. It bounced off Tre's head. He looked up from the pamphlet and looked at the paper ball sitting in Mike's lap. Mike was asleep. Tre looked at Asland. He then lifted his hand up to get the paper ball then made a stupid face that make it look like he was grabbing Mike's balls. Asland burst out laughing. Tre picked up the paperball and unfolded it. He read what Asland had written and then looked up and wriggled an eyebrow.
The plane landed 15 minutes later. They were all standing in a line in the aisle waiting for the other people to move. Tre stood right behind Asland. She hadn't realized that Tre was there. He leaned forward and hovered his head over her shoulder.
"I'll only do it if you pull my hair." he said. Asland jumped and turned around. Tre was smiling. Asland sighed then realized what he was talking about. He was talking about the note earlier. Asland ran a hand through Tre's hair and lightly tugged on it. Tre purred. Asland giggled. In the note Asland had asked Tre to purr.
"Thanks for saving me earlier," Asland said to Tre as they walked out into the gate. Tre smiled.
"Anytime...'sweetheart'" Tre said winking. Asland smiled.
***
Asland's cell phone started to buzz in her pocket as she was driving home.
"Hello?"
"Hey 'sweetheart,'" Asland giggled.
"Hi Tre." she said. "We just got home and you're already pestering me?" she joked.
"Oh...ok, maybe i should never call you again?" he said sarcastically.
"Alright, you can pester me a little." said Asland giggling.
"So are you home yet?" asked Tre.
"Nope, I'm still driving. Why? Are you home?"
"Yeah...." There was a pause, "No, Stop that! NO!" Asland looked at her phone funny.
"What? What's happening?" But Tre didn't hear what she said because he was too busy trying to stop what was going on at his house.
"No! Frankito!" Asland laughed. What was Frankito doing? "Uhg, sorry about that."
"Why? What happened?"
"Frankito was drinking water out of the toilet." Asland burst out laughing.
"Frankito was drinking toilet water!?"
"Yeah, I think he thinks he's a dog or something....geez." Asland was laughing.
"So why'd you call me?" Tre started to talking like a teenage girl.
"Well, i thought that i'd call you just to talk.....Oh My Gawd! I like so totally just broke a nail! O! M! G! What am I going to do!? Asland help! Help!" lisped Tre. Asland was now laughing even harder. Tre was laughing too.
"Ok well NOW i'm home." Asland got out of the car and dragged her suitcase and backpack inside. "Why do I have such a big house when there is only one person living in it? How gay is that?"
"Well I don't know...how many other boy houses does your house do it with a week?" Asland laughed again.
"Who are you talking to?" There was a high pitched voice in the background.
"Who was that?" asked Asland.
"No one Frankito. Go somewhere....NOT to the bathroom...go bug mommy or something."
"But daddy why would you be talking to no one?" Asland laughed.
"Because daddy's crazy....go drink toilet water or something." You heard Tre say laughing. Asland was laughing.
"He's like five right?"
"Yeah....and he still drinks toilet water." Asland laughed again. There was silence for a moment. Asland dragged her suitcase up the stairs and into her room. "Can we hang out or something? Claudia's ignoring me for no reason and Frankito won't leave me alone."
"Don't you wanna unpack or something?"
"No not really, i'm making Frankito do it for a dollar. I just ask him to do stuff and give him a dollar he goes and does it."
"Tre! That poor kid!" Asland laughed. "Yeah, i guess we could hang out, when do you want to come over?"
"I don't know....when do you want me to come over?"
"I don't know either, I guess you could come over right now?"
"Good, I don't want to hear Claudia freak out when she realizes that Frankito is unpacking my suitcase.....even though it would be funny." Tre laughed.
"Ok well it shouldn't take you too long to get over here so i guess i'll see you in five minutes?"
"Yeah ok.....sexy." Tre laughed.
"Daddy what's that mean?"
"Shouldn't you be unpacking my suitcase?"
"Mommy won't let me....do i still get to keep the dollar?"
"Yeah, I'll give you another one if you go in there and unpack it anyway..."
"OK!" yelled Frankito. Asland laughed again.
"Poor kid." she said. "Bye Tre."
"Buhbye girlfriend!" he said in a stupid voice. Asland laughed again then hung up.
Twenty minutes later, Asland walked downstairs. She went into her kitchen and pulled a bottle of ramune out of her pantry. Ramune is a japanese soda that she had fallen in love with when she lived in Japan. Instead of having a cap or something to plug it up, it had a marble that had to be popped out. Asland popped out the marble and watched the marble gather bubbles on it. 'Where the hell is Tre?' Asland thought to herself. Then as if on cue the doorbell rang and Asland walked through the hallway to the entryway and opened the door. Tre was standing there.
"Hey!" he said with a boyish smile.
"Hi Tre." said Asland. Tre walked inside.
"What the hell are you drinking?"
"A Japanese soda. It's called ramune. Want some?" Tre eyeballed the bottle suspiciously.
"OK!" he grabbed the drink form Asland and chugged half of it. "It tastes like gum...."
"Yeah it kind of does." Asland laughed. Tre looked around.
"So this is your house huh?"
"That's what my mail tells me." laughed Asland.
"So....whatchya wanna do?" asked Tre with another boy smile.
"Let's watch TV." she said.
Asland felt someone sit down in the seat next to her. Asland was wearing her Adeline hat that she had bought before. She loved her Adeline hats. If there was one thing Billie Joe Armstrong could do besides write, sing, play, and be sexy, it was design an awesome clothing line. Asland loved her Adeline hats because they somehow, in an odd sort of way gave her confidence. She didn't really like flying, and so she wore her hat, to give her confidence. She always wore her hat when she was concentrating or when she was nervous.
Asland looked at the guy sitting next to her. The person didn't notice Asland look over. Asland laughed to herself. The guy she was sitting next to was wearing an Asylum shirt and didn't even realize he was sitting next to it's drummer. The first thing about Asland that the guy noticed when he finally did look over was her blanket.
"You a Green Day fan?" he asked stupidly.
'I've heard better pickup lines.....oh wait...my blanket.'
"Yeah," she replied. There was a pause. Asland had turned her iPod off because she had listened to almost every song she had wanted to listen to at the time.
"You sound really familiar." There was another pause. The guy in the seat thrust his hand out for Asland to shake. She shook his hand. "Hi, I'm James but my friends call me Jimmy." he said. Jimmie sat up and looked around for the person who had called her name. Asland laughed at her.
"Hi," replied Asland her head still down. Asland then looked up into James's eyes. His eyes got wide.
"Oh my g- you're Riley Asland." he said shocked.
"Last time I checked." Asland laughed. James still sat there shocked.
"Oh my gosh! Asylum is like my favorite band of all time! I love Asylum! Hey! Will you sign my arm so that I can get it tattooed on?" He asked, digging through his backpack for a sharpie.
"That's the second time in two days," she laughed. Asland took the sharpie and uncapped it. "Where do you want me to sign?" James flexed.
"Right on my bicep." He said, obviously trying to show off his muscle. Asland signed on his bicep then drew a winking smiley with it's tongue sticking out. "That's awesome! Thanks!" he said.
Asland talked to James for a long time during the flight. When he finally shut-up Asland cuddled up with her blanket and turned her iPod back on and it automatically started playing Burnout. Asland smiled because it was just about to start the drum solo, when something hit her in the head. She looked up. There was a paper ball sitting in James's lap. He was asleep. Asland quickly picked it up trying not to wake him up. She looked around for the culprit. She looked across the aisle and there sat Tre looking at her smiling. She hadn't noticed him get on the plane before. Asland was happy he was there. She liked being around Tre. She hadn't been around him that much but after what had happened the night before she thought it felt wierd not having Tre around. Asland was about to throw the paper ball at him when he made a gesture. Asland looked at the ball and unfolded it. There was a small circle on the page, with an arrow. It said, "I drew you a pebble, it took me FOREVER." Asland started cracking up at the picture. Asland grabbed a pen from her bag.
Asland was an amazing artist. Before she decided to start Asylum she had wanted to become a video game designer, with Adeline, who was also an amazing artist. She even got so seriously into that she moved to Japan with Adeline. That was part of the reason for them calling eachother onee and nee-chan. They often spoke in Japanese to eachother when they didn't want other people to know what they were talking about or when they were really mad. Speaking Japanese was now a second nature to them. They would do it without even realizing it, but it made sense considering they lived in Japan for three years. Anyway.....Asland scribbled something on the note, and drew James. She threw the paper ball back at Tre. He unfolded it. It read, "That's a pretty damn sexy pebble, BTW this guy next to me keeps hitting on me...." There was some other stuff scribbled on it. Tre nodded, and smiled one of his cute boyish smiles.
About an hour later, James was wide awake and had started hitting on Asland again.
This fan was brave.....VERY brave...
"So, I know that you're a rockstar and all but like...would you go out with me?" Asland just hoped at that moment, Tre hadn't fallen asleep.
"Well, I-" Asland started but Tre butted in from across the aisle.
"Sweetheart, when we get home I was thinking, we should take the kids to Disneyland." Tre smiled stupidly. Asland was laughing inside.
"Sure baby, that sounds good." Asland smiled back, then she looked at James who hadn't noticed Tre in the other seat before.
"YOU HAVE KIDS? SINCE WHEN? AND WITH TRE COOL!?" his jaw dropped.
"NO! No, no. They're Tre's kids, I just moved in with him since we've been going out and so now...yeah." She lied.
"Oh my gosh, the drummer of one of my two favorite bands is going out with the drummer of the other one? Wow, I missed a lot." He said. Then he felt stupid and just shut-up for the rest of the plane ride. Asland was relieved, she didn't want to talk to him anymore.
Asland ripped a piece of paper out of her notebook and started to doodle on it. She drew some random things, like a coke machine getting hit by a lightning bolt, a girl running, a centaur, a tank. Then in the middle she drew herself....she continued to aimlessly doodle. She sat back to admire her picture when she realized what she has drawn. A completely discernable Tre Cool, and Riley Asland kissing. Her eyes grew wide. Why would she draw that? The strange thing about the picture was that she thought it was halfway decent. Asland never liked her own pictures. She loved Adeline's, and Adeline loved hers, but they NEVER liked their own artwork. Asland pulled out another piece of paper, so that she could pass notes back and forth to Tre who was extremely bored, considering that he was reading the safety instructions for the plane.
Asland was about to throw the paperball when she realized how cute he looked when he was concentrating. She watched him read for a little bit. She was falling in love with Tre and his cute facial expressions. Asland decided to throw the paper ball. It bounced off Tre's head. He looked up from the pamphlet and looked at the paper ball sitting in Mike's lap. Mike was asleep. Tre looked at Asland. He then lifted his hand up to get the paper ball then made a stupid face that make it look like he was grabbing Mike's balls. Asland burst out laughing. Tre picked up the paperball and unfolded it. He read what Asland had written and then looked up and wriggled an eyebrow.
The plane landed 15 minutes later. They were all standing in a line in the aisle waiting for the other people to move. Tre stood right behind Asland. She hadn't realized that Tre was there. He leaned forward and hovered his head over her shoulder.
"I'll only do it if you pull my hair." he said. Asland jumped and turned around. Tre was smiling. Asland sighed then realized what he was talking about. He was talking about the note earlier. Asland ran a hand through Tre's hair and lightly tugged on it. Tre purred. Asland giggled. In the note Asland had asked Tre to purr.
"Thanks for saving me earlier," Asland said to Tre as they walked out into the gate. Tre smiled.
"Anytime...'sweetheart'" Tre said winking. Asland smiled.
***
Asland's cell phone started to buzz in her pocket as she was driving home.
"Hello?"
"Hey 'sweetheart,'" Asland giggled.
"Hi Tre." she said. "We just got home and you're already pestering me?" she joked.
"Oh...ok, maybe i should never call you again?" he said sarcastically.
"Alright, you can pester me a little." said Asland giggling.
"So are you home yet?" asked Tre.
"Nope, I'm still driving. Why? Are you home?"
"Yeah...." There was a pause, "No, Stop that! NO!" Asland looked at her phone funny.
"What? What's happening?" But Tre didn't hear what she said because he was too busy trying to stop what was going on at his house.
"No! Frankito!" Asland laughed. What was Frankito doing? "Uhg, sorry about that."
"Why? What happened?"
"Frankito was drinking water out of the toilet." Asland burst out laughing.
"Frankito was drinking toilet water!?"
"Yeah, I think he thinks he's a dog or something....geez." Asland was laughing.
"So why'd you call me?" Tre started to talking like a teenage girl.
"Well, i thought that i'd call you just to talk.....Oh My Gawd! I like so totally just broke a nail! O! M! G! What am I going to do!? Asland help! Help!" lisped Tre. Asland was now laughing even harder. Tre was laughing too.
"Ok well NOW i'm home." Asland got out of the car and dragged her suitcase and backpack inside. "Why do I have such a big house when there is only one person living in it? How gay is that?"
"Well I don't know...how many other boy houses does your house do it with a week?" Asland laughed again.
"Who are you talking to?" There was a high pitched voice in the background.
"Who was that?" asked Asland.
"No one Frankito. Go somewhere....NOT to the bathroom...go bug mommy or something."
"But daddy why would you be talking to no one?" Asland laughed.
"Because daddy's crazy....go drink toilet water or something." You heard Tre say laughing. Asland was laughing.
"He's like five right?"
"Yeah....and he still drinks toilet water." Asland laughed again. There was silence for a moment. Asland dragged her suitcase up the stairs and into her room. "Can we hang out or something? Claudia's ignoring me for no reason and Frankito won't leave me alone."
"Don't you wanna unpack or something?"
"No not really, i'm making Frankito do it for a dollar. I just ask him to do stuff and give him a dollar he goes and does it."
"Tre! That poor kid!" Asland laughed. "Yeah, i guess we could hang out, when do you want to come over?"
"I don't know....when do you want me to come over?"
"I don't know either, I guess you could come over right now?"
"Good, I don't want to hear Claudia freak out when she realizes that Frankito is unpacking my suitcase.....even though it would be funny." Tre laughed.
"Ok well it shouldn't take you too long to get over here so i guess i'll see you in five minutes?"
"Yeah ok.....sexy." Tre laughed.
"Daddy what's that mean?"
"Shouldn't you be unpacking my suitcase?"
"Mommy won't let me....do i still get to keep the dollar?"
"Yeah, I'll give you another one if you go in there and unpack it anyway..."
"OK!" yelled Frankito. Asland laughed again.
"Poor kid." she said. "Bye Tre."
"Buhbye girlfriend!" he said in a stupid voice. Asland laughed again then hung up.
Twenty minutes later, Asland walked downstairs. She went into her kitchen and pulled a bottle of ramune out of her pantry. Ramune is a japanese soda that she had fallen in love with when she lived in Japan. Instead of having a cap or something to plug it up, it had a marble that had to be popped out. Asland popped out the marble and watched the marble gather bubbles on it. 'Where the hell is Tre?' Asland thought to herself. Then as if on cue the doorbell rang and Asland walked through the hallway to the entryway and opened the door. Tre was standing there.
"Hey!" he said with a boyish smile.
"Hi Tre." said Asland. Tre walked inside.
"What the hell are you drinking?"
"A Japanese soda. It's called ramune. Want some?" Tre eyeballed the bottle suspiciously.
"OK!" he grabbed the drink form Asland and chugged half of it. "It tastes like gum...."
"Yeah it kind of does." Asland laughed. Tre looked around.
"So this is your house huh?"
"That's what my mail tells me." laughed Asland.
"So....whatchya wanna do?" asked Tre with another boy smile.
"Let's watch TV." she said.
