When the World Falls Down, chapter 2

"Ok, who's hitchin' a ride with me?" I asked. Mike and Jason shot their hands up, I just muttered something under my breath and sighed. So they decided to play paper, rock, scissors so they could even it out. Mike won and I glanced an 'I-wish-you-were-going-instead' look at Jason. He just shrugged and kissed my cheek and I could feel myself blush and he chuckled. I threw a helmet at Mike, "you need it," I grumbled. He shrugged and put on the helmet.

"You don't want me with you do you?" he asked. I just shrugged and swung my leg over my 'cycle and Mike clambered on. "Don't sway too much unless you want a death wish got it?" I asked. He nodded and put down the eye guard on the helmet, "good."

Jason got in the BMW and let me look at his smile one more time before going to Billie Joe's. I nodded and revved up the engine. Billie Joe let his engine turn over as my motorcycle was waiting for it.

"Do you know how awkward this feels?" Mike asked me. I giggled and nodded, my motorcycle was the one that made really loud noise and it vibrated whenever it was still. I balanced the whole back on it and I saw a flash. I looked at Tre' and obviously looked confused at the camera he was holding.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't resist! You looked so awesome on your bike, the setting sun adds to your features," Tre' smiled at me. I just scoffed and rolled my eyes. I turned off my bike because Tre' wasn't so reluctant to get into the BMW.

"Mike get out of pictures, just her by herself is better," Tre' said shoving Mike off the bike. Mike stood still as Tre' was just looking like he was pushing skin. I laughed and just nodded as Mike got off. Tre' instructed me to do all of this stuff for him, he's a photographer now?

"Ok, take your hair out of that bun and pretend like you're looking at the sky," Tre' barked at me. I just scoffed and took my hair out it's bun and flipped it around. I heard 2 voices gasp as the wind accented my hair a little too well.

"Now that is what I'm looking for," Tre' smiled at me. I just revved up my engine and Mike got back on.

"I'm leaving now, I don't care what you say, I'm going to Billie Joe's and Mike is going to lead me there if you don't!" I yelled out. Tre' ran back to the BMW where Jason and Billie were standing on the outside of it. I smiled at Jason as Billie Joe finished his cigarette and we got on the road (finally!)

Mike and I had a really weird conversation about motorcycles. He was wondering why I wanted a motorcycle. I told him it reminded me of a long lost friend who died. I almost started crying but couldn't, riding took all of my attention. Billie Joe took a turn and so did I. Billie pulled his car into his garage and I turned my motorcycle off as Mike gave me my helmet back and nodded. I set it on the back and I scrunched my hair to make it wavy again. Jason ran out the car and came racing toward me. He hugged me and kissed my cheek. I could actually feel Mike and Tre's cold eyes on my back as Jason held me.

"Tre' thought he was a photographer for a moment," he chuckled. I nodded and kissed his cheek and he blushed.

Gotta make a plan, gotta do what's right, can't run around in circles if you wanna build a life.

I answered my phone awkwardly as Green Day stared at me.

"WHO IS HE!!!" my best friend Valerie screamed in my ear. I held my phone away from my head as everyone laughed.

"Um... what?" I asked her.

"I saw you on your bike, don't try and hide it, who is he?"

"Calm down Val.... I'm not telling you."

"Why?" she whined.

"Because you'd freak."

"No, I wouldn't."

"It was just Mike Dirnt."

"The Mike Dirnt, the bass player of Green Day?"

"That's the only one I've heard of."

"HOW!"

"He's not mine, no, I have Jason."

"Oh, ok then, I'm so jealous!"

"You better be, bye!"

"Bye!"

"And that was?" Jason whispered in my ear as we walked in. I giggled and put my arm around his waist.

"I'm not telling you," I smiled devilishly. He whimpered, "jerk," he growled. "Don't think I didn't hear that Mr. White," I giggled.

"I feel so unloved, can I get a kiss?" he gave me those puppy dog eyes. I shook my head and he went very sad. "Why not?" he whined.

"You called me a jerk," I growled. He whimpered and gave me big sad eyes. But I remained strong and couldn't give me a kiss, not yet.

"Joey Marciano! Jakob Danger! Get your fannies down here now!" Billie Joe yelled up the stairs. A familiar face walked down the stairs in a worried expression.

"Whatever you're accusing me for... JAKOB DID IT!" he yelled from the balcony of the stairs.

"Nuh-uh Joey, I didn't do anything!" another voice rang out. I laughed and Jason chuckled. He was taking his chances by putting his face dangerously close to mine.

"Take a picture, it'll last longer," I giggled. I saw a flash from the corner of my eye and rolled my eyes and turned to face Tre'. "I didn't mean literally Tre'!" I giggled as he put on his best mocking face of me. Jason also was mocking me as he started to tickle me. Tre' joined in and so did Billie Joe and Mike. I finally giggled up a storm and felt like I was being tortured.

"What are you doing Dad?" I heard a voice say. I looked up from the back of the couch and saw Joey. He looked at me and smiled.

"Iris!" he squealed and hugged me.

"Hey Joey, how've you been, haven't seen you around for a while," I giggled.

"Yeah I know, I've missed you, in fact I was just thinking about you, what are you doing here and why is my dad and everyone else tickling to death?" he chuckled. I simply laughed hugged him.

"Because your father and his 'friends' decided to invite me for dinner," I chuckled. He just nodded and a younger boy came over to Joey and looked at me then at Billie Joe.

"Um... Dad? Why is there a strange woman on our couch?" he asked. I giggled and laid back down. "Jeez, I never realized how tired I was," I said to myself.

"Why are you so tired?" Tre' asked me. Joey just covered Tre's mouth with his hand. Tears were swelling up in my eyes and I broke down crying. Jason sat me up and hugged me tightly. I continued sobbing and looked at my hands, they were black, my mascara and eyeliner was running.

"Excuse me," I said while sniffling. Jason hung onto me, "I'll go with you," he said. I nodded, and he clung to me for dear life, scared I would collapse or something. I got to the bathroom and wiped away my make up from my face. My vision was blurry and I could barely see. Jason sat on the edge of the bath tub and looked at me worriedly. He held me in an embrace, and kissed my cheek and neck.

"Now, tell me what's bothering you," he said. I sat down at the edge of the bath tub and told him the whole story. Little had I known that Joey was telling the story exactly when I was.

*Where Joey, Billie Joe, Mike, and Tre' were.*

"Ok, what happened Joey, since you obviously know everything," Billie Joe asked Joey. Joey sat all of them down and started to tell them what happened.

"One week ago, Iris's friend was out with a couple of people, friends you know? Well they went out drinking and all of that. He was drunk and came out of the bar with all of his buddies, that were drunk also. He was walking across the street and then BANG! A semi-truck had hit him, killed him instantly. So poor Iris had to get the update two days later, on the news! Now she's been spending the past few days, planning the funeral, then the funeral actually came, it was really horrible for her. Seeing that he was the co-founder of "The Outsiders" she trusted him her whole life. Now she's gotta go through life without him, that's why she's so tired. Not only does she have a business, but she also had to plan a funeral for her best friend, and it's obviously getting a toll on her."

Billie Joe, Mike, and Tre' looked at each other and sighed. It must be hard, Billie Joe knew how it felt. He just sighed and knocked on the door.

*Where Jason and I were.*

"Shhhh, it's ok, it's ok," Jason whispered to me. I heard a knock on the door when me and Jason were just about to kiss. He groaned and sighed, "go away!" he yelled out.

"No! I'm not going to let you take her at this moment in my bathroom now get your butts out here," Billie Joe yelled at us. I sighed and hugged him, I kissed him on the cheek but he turned his head so we were kissing. All the rest of the members of Green Day were close to kicking down the door but I didn't care, I continued kissing him. He deepened the kiss and held me close to him. He teased my teeth open with his tongue so his tongue was in my mouth. I had never been french kissed before, and I fairly enjoyed it. I took a big mouth in and we got closer. This perfect moment was ruined by the rest of Green Day. I opened my eyes and he was just looking at me, his eyes were smiling, we continued to kiss.

"Jeez you guys get a room!" Tre' yelled at us. I could tell my eyes flickered anger and Jason held me tighter.

"Can't you just not ignore us for a sec and look at me," Billie Joe said. I looked at him with my eyes full of anger. Then I looked into his eyes and I softened.

"Look this is supposed to be a good time, Adie's just getting home and I'll let you two have your girly talk, but please no more making out in my bathroom ok?"

I nodded and saw a beautiful woman walk through the door. "Billie! Where are you?" she yelled out and saw all of us. "Oh hello, who are you," as she walked up to us with Jason still holding onto me, way too tightly.

"Jason, I feel like you're choking me," I chuckled. He then realized how tight his grip was and let me go.

"Sorry babe," he chuckled. I patted his head and hugged him.

Dinner was great, Adie was such a great cook. I checked the time on my watch and saw how late it was.

"I must be going, I have a business to run," I said smiling. I walked outside and revved up my engine, it sputtered then stopped. What the heck? I revved it up again and it sputtered then stopped.

"Something the matter?" Adie asked me. I groaned and said, "my motorcycle is dead."

"Stay here dear, you're gonna have to share a room with one of the guys though," she said with a chuckle. Adie was so smart, she knew exactly who I needed to share a room with.
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