2 Wheels, 2 Drumsticks and Us, chapter 2
The 4 of us walked, Or in my case hobbled around the circuit until we arrived at the back of the pits.
"Wait here, you wont be aloud in" I ordered softly.
"Ok" was the reply, I smiled and wandered round there.
"SIMON!".
"WHAT?".
"Erm... my bike is at Avenue, I walked, well, hobbled around here and I have 3 NEW FRIENDS!".
"Erm... ok..... I'll send someone to pick it up, who's you're new friends?" he asked clutching an oily spanner.
"Green day".
"Yeah, yeah".
"YEAH!".
"Whatever".
"Ok, I under stand, you dont believe me but they're staying in my motor home".
"Whatever".
"See ya later any way".
"Bye". I walked back to the guys, Tré was injoying an ice cream and Mike was poking Billie joe who was getting slightly pissed off.
"MIKE! STOP IT!". Poke. "ARGH! STOPPIT!".
"Did you guys behave whilst I was away?".
"Mmm Hmm!" nodded Tré and Billie pointed at Mike with anger and mike laughed.
"HE WAS PEING A PISS HEAD!".
"Ok, lets just get to my motor home befor anyone attcks me for autographs". They nodded and the 4 of us rushed off to my smart little home.
"Cool" said Billie joe as he and Tré went exploring the motor home. Mike just sat down.
"Its like a tour bus only slightly smaller" He smiled. "Nice though".
"Yeah, It gets me round the country".
"Were are we gonna sleep?" wondered Tré.
"On the roof".
"REALLY!".
"No, on those sofas, there's enough room".
"Ok". I looked at my watch. "HMPH! We should set off for.... One sec...... DONINGTON PARK!".
"Erm... But the last race isnt even over" said Billie joe looking all confuesed.
"I'll drive us there, you relax, you're leg must kill after that crash, the bike landed right on it" offered Mike.
"Really? Do you know were it is?".
"Yep!".
"So, why are you in Britain? I thought you'd be in engalnd with insomniac comin' out and shit".
"Nah!" sighed Billie joe, "We felt like a little vacation!".
"Whatever! Thats cool". We set off for Donington Park and Tré moaned for more ice cream the whole way.
"Wait here, you wont be aloud in" I ordered softly.
"Ok" was the reply, I smiled and wandered round there.
"SIMON!".
"WHAT?".
"Erm... my bike is at Avenue, I walked, well, hobbled around here and I have 3 NEW FRIENDS!".
"Erm... ok..... I'll send someone to pick it up, who's you're new friends?" he asked clutching an oily spanner.
"Green day".
"Yeah, yeah".
"YEAH!".
"Whatever".
"Ok, I under stand, you dont believe me but they're staying in my motor home".
"Whatever".
"See ya later any way".
"Bye". I walked back to the guys, Tré was injoying an ice cream and Mike was poking Billie joe who was getting slightly pissed off.
"MIKE! STOP IT!". Poke. "ARGH! STOPPIT!".
"Did you guys behave whilst I was away?".
"Mmm Hmm!" nodded Tré and Billie pointed at Mike with anger and mike laughed.
"HE WAS PEING A PISS HEAD!".
"Ok, lets just get to my motor home befor anyone attcks me for autographs". They nodded and the 4 of us rushed off to my smart little home.
"Cool" said Billie joe as he and Tré went exploring the motor home. Mike just sat down.
"Its like a tour bus only slightly smaller" He smiled. "Nice though".
"Yeah, It gets me round the country".
"Were are we gonna sleep?" wondered Tré.
"On the roof".
"REALLY!".
"No, on those sofas, there's enough room".
"Ok". I looked at my watch. "HMPH! We should set off for.... One sec...... DONINGTON PARK!".
"Erm... But the last race isnt even over" said Billie joe looking all confuesed.
"I'll drive us there, you relax, you're leg must kill after that crash, the bike landed right on it" offered Mike.
"Really? Do you know were it is?".
"Yep!".
"So, why are you in Britain? I thought you'd be in engalnd with insomniac comin' out and shit".
"Nah!" sighed Billie joe, "We felt like a little vacation!".
"Whatever! Thats cool". We set off for Donington Park and Tré moaned for more ice cream the whole way.
