Sex! At Tre's House, chapter 2
*July 17, 2006*
"Fuck yes!" I screamed.
"Yes Lyddy! One back stage pass to meet Green Day! This Saturday!" The radio said.
I couldn't wait to tell Randy and the kids. Tomorrow I was going to see Green Day on their last show for the American Idiot Tour...
They got home and I told them.
"UGH! Mom I wanna come!" Melissa complained. "Could you get something signed by them for me? Tre! Oh mom! Please get me something signed by Tre!"
"And me Billie Joe, mom! Please!" Sean asked.
"Alright! I can't believe that I 'm gonna get to meet my idols!" I said.
I've seen them in concerts tons of times and I usually take the kids, Randy didn't really enjoy Green Day that much. He had matured so much when we got married. I guess he had to since he knew I never would. But we were running tight on money and I wanted to see there last show for the tour so I could only get one ticket. I felt bad but I loved them so fucking much. And Tre was an amazing drummer. Truth be told I was in fucking love with him. I used to play drums in a band but because I got pregnant we missed our chance. So I fucked up.
But I was going to get to see Green Day! Fucking sweet! I wonder what we'll talk about. Cool.
*The night of the concert*
It was an hour before hand and I was getting ready. The concert wasn't for another 4 hour but is was a long drive down to the plaza they were playing at.
I looked great, I dyed my hair a deep shade of purple last week. My hair was a bit longer than my shoulders. I did my part straight down the middle. I had my ear pierced 3 times on both ears and the right cartilage was pierced. I had 7 tattoos. One was a giant Dead Kennedys DK symbol on my left upper arm. And the Kerplunk girl with the smoking gun on my right upper arm with name Green Day in the same letters as on the cover of the album. I had an anklet the same as Tre's ironically around my left ankle. The fourth one was on my left hip that said weird and strange in Japanese writing. Fifth was on my ass witch was in black pointy letters it said Rock and Roll. Lastly I had the Van Halen Symbol on my left boob. I did my eyeliner dark and heavy, my eyes were bright green. They actually looked like Billie Joe's when u looked at them in a way with all the eyeliner on. I wore a black Kerplunk! Shirt, it had the little potted flower on it and it said "Green Day" on it. I wore black Dickies guys shorts. With my lovely red original chucks, but not with ankle socks, oh no, big a bit long white socks. The stuck about 4 inches out of my chucks. It took me about 15 minutes to get ready. Then I got my tickets some money and the backstage passes.
I got to go backstage and talk to them and eat a late night dinner with them. It would be great. I told Randy that'd I'd probably just grab a hotel for the night, cause we'll probably be out so late. Randy didn't seem to care.
I got in my car 20 minutes till 6, the concert started at 7. I got there, it was packed. I had 3rd row tickets. They started greatly. The next thing I knew I was in the pit and rocking, probably the oldest person in the pit too. They got ready to play Operation Ivy's Knowledge, and the next thing that happened scared the fuck out of me.
"Who can play the drums?" Billie asked.
I raised my hand. "OOH I CAN!! PICK ME! PICK ME!" I screamed right in front of Billie.
"Well if you can play, then get your ass up here!" Billie said to me.
He wanted me? Billie helped me on stage.
"What's your name?" Billie asked.
"Lyddy," I told Billie.
"Really? Well Lyddy, how old are you?" Billie asked.
"30 years old," I replied.
"30?!" Billie asked. "You don't look fucking 30!" Billie said.
"Well I am," I told him.
"Well, how long have you been playing drums Lyddy?" Billie asked.
"Well I played for about 10 years before I had my kids. But I play a lot now, so about 20 years," I replied.
"Wow, that's a lot of experience under your belt," Billie said.
"Yeah, oh I always wanted to ask," I said. "Do you like my tattoo?" I asked showing off my Kerplunk! Tattoo.
"Ooh yes, it's lovely," Billie replied. He pointed me back to the drums. "Tre will tell you what to do," Billie muttered to me.
I walked back to Tre as Billie asked who could play the guitar.
Tre stopped as I came up.
"Can you play this song?" Tre asked in his boyish like voice I just loved.
"Yeah, course," I replied coolly.
"Cool," he said. He let me behind the drums; it was awesome being behind Tre's drums.
"Good luck," Tre said. "Oh and I like your tattoo," Tre added and he winked at me. I blushed. I started playing the shit out of the drums.
Billie and Mike looked back as well as Tre. My unexpected solo must have freaked them out.
"Good job!" Tre commented.
Billie and Mike gave the thumbs up and I started playing the song. I played well.
Tre complemented me on how well I did and he fucking slapped my ass. Tre Cool slapped my ass. Tre let me keep the sticks and he even put them down his pants and got his lovely sweat all over them and he gave them to me and we gave each other a kiss on the cheek. He was such a sweetie. I went back down in the crowd. I rocked for another hour in a half and then security came to get me as I was trying to get backstage after the show and he told me that the guys were waiting to chit chat and have dinner. I went back there and they were all sitting around in chairs.
"Hey you're Lyddy! The drum solo girl!" Billie said.
"We get to meet you?" Tre asked I could see his face light up. What does that mean? I thought.
"Cool," Mike said and the guys nodded.
"Fuck yes!" I screamed.
"Yes Lyddy! One back stage pass to meet Green Day! This Saturday!" The radio said.
I couldn't wait to tell Randy and the kids. Tomorrow I was going to see Green Day on their last show for the American Idiot Tour...
They got home and I told them.
"UGH! Mom I wanna come!" Melissa complained. "Could you get something signed by them for me? Tre! Oh mom! Please get me something signed by Tre!"
"And me Billie Joe, mom! Please!" Sean asked.
"Alright! I can't believe that I 'm gonna get to meet my idols!" I said.
I've seen them in concerts tons of times and I usually take the kids, Randy didn't really enjoy Green Day that much. He had matured so much when we got married. I guess he had to since he knew I never would. But we were running tight on money and I wanted to see there last show for the tour so I could only get one ticket. I felt bad but I loved them so fucking much. And Tre was an amazing drummer. Truth be told I was in fucking love with him. I used to play drums in a band but because I got pregnant we missed our chance. So I fucked up.
But I was going to get to see Green Day! Fucking sweet! I wonder what we'll talk about. Cool.
*The night of the concert*
It was an hour before hand and I was getting ready. The concert wasn't for another 4 hour but is was a long drive down to the plaza they were playing at.
I looked great, I dyed my hair a deep shade of purple last week. My hair was a bit longer than my shoulders. I did my part straight down the middle. I had my ear pierced 3 times on both ears and the right cartilage was pierced. I had 7 tattoos. One was a giant Dead Kennedys DK symbol on my left upper arm. And the Kerplunk girl with the smoking gun on my right upper arm with name Green Day in the same letters as on the cover of the album. I had an anklet the same as Tre's ironically around my left ankle. The fourth one was on my left hip that said weird and strange in Japanese writing. Fifth was on my ass witch was in black pointy letters it said Rock and Roll. Lastly I had the Van Halen Symbol on my left boob. I did my eyeliner dark and heavy, my eyes were bright green. They actually looked like Billie Joe's when u looked at them in a way with all the eyeliner on. I wore a black Kerplunk! Shirt, it had the little potted flower on it and it said "Green Day" on it. I wore black Dickies guys shorts. With my lovely red original chucks, but not with ankle socks, oh no, big a bit long white socks. The stuck about 4 inches out of my chucks. It took me about 15 minutes to get ready. Then I got my tickets some money and the backstage passes.
I got to go backstage and talk to them and eat a late night dinner with them. It would be great. I told Randy that'd I'd probably just grab a hotel for the night, cause we'll probably be out so late. Randy didn't seem to care.
I got in my car 20 minutes till 6, the concert started at 7. I got there, it was packed. I had 3rd row tickets. They started greatly. The next thing I knew I was in the pit and rocking, probably the oldest person in the pit too. They got ready to play Operation Ivy's Knowledge, and the next thing that happened scared the fuck out of me.
"Who can play the drums?" Billie asked.
I raised my hand. "OOH I CAN!! PICK ME! PICK ME!" I screamed right in front of Billie.
"Well if you can play, then get your ass up here!" Billie said to me.
He wanted me? Billie helped me on stage.
"What's your name?" Billie asked.
"Lyddy," I told Billie.
"Really? Well Lyddy, how old are you?" Billie asked.
"30 years old," I replied.
"30?!" Billie asked. "You don't look fucking 30!" Billie said.
"Well I am," I told him.
"Well, how long have you been playing drums Lyddy?" Billie asked.
"Well I played for about 10 years before I had my kids. But I play a lot now, so about 20 years," I replied.
"Wow, that's a lot of experience under your belt," Billie said.
"Yeah, oh I always wanted to ask," I said. "Do you like my tattoo?" I asked showing off my Kerplunk! Tattoo.
"Ooh yes, it's lovely," Billie replied. He pointed me back to the drums. "Tre will tell you what to do," Billie muttered to me.
I walked back to Tre as Billie asked who could play the guitar.
Tre stopped as I came up.
"Can you play this song?" Tre asked in his boyish like voice I just loved.
"Yeah, course," I replied coolly.
"Cool," he said. He let me behind the drums; it was awesome being behind Tre's drums.
"Good luck," Tre said. "Oh and I like your tattoo," Tre added and he winked at me. I blushed. I started playing the shit out of the drums.
Billie and Mike looked back as well as Tre. My unexpected solo must have freaked them out.
"Good job!" Tre commented.
Billie and Mike gave the thumbs up and I started playing the song. I played well.
Tre complemented me on how well I did and he fucking slapped my ass. Tre Cool slapped my ass. Tre let me keep the sticks and he even put them down his pants and got his lovely sweat all over them and he gave them to me and we gave each other a kiss on the cheek. He was such a sweetie. I went back down in the crowd. I rocked for another hour in a half and then security came to get me as I was trying to get backstage after the show and he told me that the guys were waiting to chit chat and have dinner. I went back there and they were all sitting around in chairs.
"Hey you're Lyddy! The drum solo girl!" Billie said.
"We get to meet you?" Tre asked I could see his face light up. What does that mean? I thought.
"Cool," Mike said and the guys nodded.
