An Extremely Strange Story With Ups And Downs But A Happy Ending, chapter 4
I didn't know what to do. I DID like Billie, but I was always the girl that liked guys but was never liked back. Or only liked by guys who would date you then stab you in the back. Maybe I was reading too far into this. There must be lots of girls at my new school with the initials: P.D. Right? Right?? I mean, why would he like me? I decided to just pretend that I didn't know about it, I only saw the guitar doodle. Wink, wink.
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Later, after that strange incident in chemistry, I walked towards Mike's house where they told me that band practice was held. Tré was walking with me and was keeping me entertained with his perverted jokes. Billie and Mike had obviously skipped last class and must already be there. Tré started humming a tune as soon as the jokes stopped.
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"Is that one of your songs?" I asked as I stopped laughing about the horny monkey joke that he told me about five minutes ago.
"Umm...No, not really," he replied, quite surprised at the question.
"Why not? I haven't heard the lyrics but it has a catchy tune. I might even start singing it!" I giggled.
"You probably won't want to sing it in public though." He started to laugh more now.
"Why?"
"Well...It was last year that I wrote it...and at that time there was a girl that I really liked. I decided to sing her a song to show her how much she meant to me. So I wrote that song, with music and everything like that. But when I sang it to her in the hall...well...she slapped me and a teacher had heard me and I got suspended. But it WAS pretty funny." Tré said, smiling as if he can remember the whole ordeal as if it was yesterday.
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"How does it go then?" I asked.
"Trust me, you don't wanna know!"
"Yes I do, now tell me!"
"But it's kinda...well...you know...and I don't want to get slapped today!" Tré started to look fearful, as if I was going to punch him for just listening to the lyrics of that song. I nodded even though I had no idea what he meant by 'you know'.
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"Just sing the goddamn song!" I almost shouted.
"Suck my.........."He started singing.
"Ok, OK stop there, I have limits you know!"
"Don't say I didn't warn you!" laughed Tré. We suddenly heard a guitar solo in the distance. Billie and Mike had started without their drummer. As Tré ran ahead to where his bandmates were standing I wondered if it WAS me who Billie was writing about. Who knows...
***
Later, after that strange incident in chemistry, I walked towards Mike's house where they told me that band practice was held. Tré was walking with me and was keeping me entertained with his perverted jokes. Billie and Mike had obviously skipped last class and must already be there. Tré started humming a tune as soon as the jokes stopped.
***
"Is that one of your songs?" I asked as I stopped laughing about the horny monkey joke that he told me about five minutes ago.
"Umm...No, not really," he replied, quite surprised at the question.
"Why not? I haven't heard the lyrics but it has a catchy tune. I might even start singing it!" I giggled.
"You probably won't want to sing it in public though." He started to laugh more now.
"Why?"
"Well...It was last year that I wrote it...and at that time there was a girl that I really liked. I decided to sing her a song to show her how much she meant to me. So I wrote that song, with music and everything like that. But when I sang it to her in the hall...well...she slapped me and a teacher had heard me and I got suspended. But it WAS pretty funny." Tré said, smiling as if he can remember the whole ordeal as if it was yesterday.
***
"How does it go then?" I asked.
"Trust me, you don't wanna know!"
"Yes I do, now tell me!"
"But it's kinda...well...you know...and I don't want to get slapped today!" Tré started to look fearful, as if I was going to punch him for just listening to the lyrics of that song. I nodded even though I had no idea what he meant by 'you know'.
***
"Just sing the goddamn song!" I almost shouted.
"Suck my.........."He started singing.
"Ok, OK stop there, I have limits you know!"
"Don't say I didn't warn you!" laughed Tré. We suddenly heard a guitar solo in the distance. Billie and Mike had started without their drummer. As Tré ran ahead to where his bandmates were standing I wondered if it WAS me who Billie was writing about. Who knows...
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