A Day In The Life Of A Green Day, chapter 3
There was a distant ring in Billie Joe’s head…he struggled to open his heavy eyes, when he did he realised he was hearing the doorbell ring randomly!
He walked out of the bedroom and up to the door…he peeked through the manhole (peep hole-whatever you like to call it) and saw Tré holding Mike by his sleeve.
Billie Joe opened the door, “what are you guys doing here?� he asked.
Tré flung Mike forward to say something, “im…sorry…� he said through his gritted teeth…like a little boy that had a childish pre-school fight…
Tré replied, “sorry what was that?�
Mike rolled his eyes and looked Billie Joe in the face, “Im sorry.�
Billie Joe was taken aback…he didn’t know how Tré had got mike here and why now, And not later?
“I don’t know wat to say…thanks mike that means a lot to me…� he said inviting them in and closing the door behind him.
Mike stood and turned around to look at the state of the place.
“How long have you been in here?� he asked, slightly squirming at the site of the apartment.
“About…6 months…why?� Billie stated in question as he walked over to the kitchen to get out some vodka…the thing they would-used to drink before their gigs.
“Erm…no reason…don’t you think you need another place?� mike said sitting down on sofa-which made a trumping sound when he sat down on it.
Tré started to laugh, he walked over to mike (who was now standing) and took out the woopy cushion from underneath the sitting cushion.
Billie Joe laughed too and dropped the vodka cap on the floor, he bent down to get it and saw a peace of paper…
Mike and Tré were fighting as usual, mike had head locked Tré and was ruffling up his hair.
When they had finished they turned on the tube and sat down without any noises this time, although mike did check before he took a seat.
“This program sucks, turn it over!� demanded Tré like a little boy.
Mike sneered and didn’t do just that, this made Tré attempt for the remote which mike stretched out his hand holding it out of Tré’s reach.
“Hey! No fare! Give it me!� he shouted, but then there was a smash in the kitchen…
They ran into there and saw Billie Joe lying on the floor…they panicked!!!
Mike ran over and turned Billie onto his back; Billie Joe was unconscious.
Tré started to worry, and said “do you think we should call the cops?�
Mike stared at him, not believing how stupid Tré was acting, “no…but maybe he’s only fainted? Lets just put him on his bed, okay?�
Mike carried Billie Joe into his bedroom and laid him on top of that big soft bed that he slept on every night-well…except when he’s pissed.
The next day, Billie Joe woke up…he didn’t know where he was-the last place was the kitchen.
Then all of a sudden, all the pain came back to him.
He stood up feeling dizzy and distraught.
He walked out to the kitchen and saw the same piece of paper on the counter now…he walked over and picked it up.
He read it through again being careful not to mistake any of it…I mean he had to read it again!
It was his feelings that told him to put it in the bin, he then walked into the living room…where Tré and mike were sleeping on the sofa.
They were leaned up against each other…they were absentminded that he was there.
He didn’t want them to bother him so he tried to creep out back into the kitchen, but then he tripped over the remote and turned on the television set by accident.
Tré bounced to life and stood up in shock.
He then saw Billie Joe standing there and ran over to him, he leapt onto him as though Billie Joe had been out all night and his mother had been ever so worried.
Mike sat bolt up right, and did the same as Tré…Billie Joe was shocked and stiffly patted them on the back.
“OH THANKGOD!� Tré shouted.
“BILLIE JOE YOU MADE US SHIT OUR PANTS!� mike shouted also!
Billie smiled briefly, “um…okay…� he then walked out of the room…
“What happened? Billie tell us!� mike demanded following him.
Billie walked into his bedroom and took off his sweaty T-shirt…he placed on another black one and did the same with his pants.
Mike was used to seeing his band not at their best of times, and just said “look bill…tell us or you will get all stressed out…we need to get prepared for when we come back to the public…our band is what matters beyond all other things…are you in?� he asked following Billie Joe throughout the apartment.
Billie Joe was suprisingly in protest, he was trying to avoid them both.
Billie Joe was now dressed in his black blazer, converse, shirt, tie, and pants…along with his pyramid belt and that punk rock heavy eyeliner!
He turned to look mike right in the eyes and said, “no…� and stormed out of the apartment.
Tré saw a piece of white paper sticking out of the bin, he took it out.
Mike saw him reading it, Tré had frozen in shock…mike walked over to read it and also couldn’t believe it!
No wonder Billie Joe had fainted!
Mike walked over to the window and opened it…he saw Billie Joe walking over to his ford Fairlane…
Mike knew that this was going to get in the way of their lives…especially Billie Joe’s.
Billie was always the strongest and the frontman of the band.
Mike’s job was to look out for his two friends.
Tré’s job well-I think we all know it was entertaining the band while they got bored…but mike couldn’t believe that Billie’s mom had cancer!
He walked out of the bedroom and up to the door…he peeked through the manhole (peep hole-whatever you like to call it) and saw Tré holding Mike by his sleeve.
Billie Joe opened the door, “what are you guys doing here?� he asked.
Tré flung Mike forward to say something, “im…sorry…� he said through his gritted teeth…like a little boy that had a childish pre-school fight…
Tré replied, “sorry what was that?�
Mike rolled his eyes and looked Billie Joe in the face, “Im sorry.�
Billie Joe was taken aback…he didn’t know how Tré had got mike here and why now, And not later?
“I don’t know wat to say…thanks mike that means a lot to me…� he said inviting them in and closing the door behind him.
Mike stood and turned around to look at the state of the place.
“How long have you been in here?� he asked, slightly squirming at the site of the apartment.
“About…6 months…why?� Billie stated in question as he walked over to the kitchen to get out some vodka…the thing they would-used to drink before their gigs.
“Erm…no reason…don’t you think you need another place?� mike said sitting down on sofa-which made a trumping sound when he sat down on it.
Tré started to laugh, he walked over to mike (who was now standing) and took out the woopy cushion from underneath the sitting cushion.
Billie Joe laughed too and dropped the vodka cap on the floor, he bent down to get it and saw a peace of paper…
Mike and Tré were fighting as usual, mike had head locked Tré and was ruffling up his hair.
When they had finished they turned on the tube and sat down without any noises this time, although mike did check before he took a seat.
“This program sucks, turn it over!� demanded Tré like a little boy.
Mike sneered and didn’t do just that, this made Tré attempt for the remote which mike stretched out his hand holding it out of Tré’s reach.
“Hey! No fare! Give it me!� he shouted, but then there was a smash in the kitchen…
They ran into there and saw Billie Joe lying on the floor…they panicked!!!
Mike ran over and turned Billie onto his back; Billie Joe was unconscious.
Tré started to worry, and said “do you think we should call the cops?�
Mike stared at him, not believing how stupid Tré was acting, “no…but maybe he’s only fainted? Lets just put him on his bed, okay?�
Mike carried Billie Joe into his bedroom and laid him on top of that big soft bed that he slept on every night-well…except when he’s pissed.
The next day, Billie Joe woke up…he didn’t know where he was-the last place was the kitchen.
Then all of a sudden, all the pain came back to him.
He stood up feeling dizzy and distraught.
He walked out to the kitchen and saw the same piece of paper on the counter now…he walked over and picked it up.
He read it through again being careful not to mistake any of it…I mean he had to read it again!
It was his feelings that told him to put it in the bin, he then walked into the living room…where Tré and mike were sleeping on the sofa.
They were leaned up against each other…they were absentminded that he was there.
He didn’t want them to bother him so he tried to creep out back into the kitchen, but then he tripped over the remote and turned on the television set by accident.
Tré bounced to life and stood up in shock.
He then saw Billie Joe standing there and ran over to him, he leapt onto him as though Billie Joe had been out all night and his mother had been ever so worried.
Mike sat bolt up right, and did the same as Tré…Billie Joe was shocked and stiffly patted them on the back.
“OH THANKGOD!� Tré shouted.
“BILLIE JOE YOU MADE US SHIT OUR PANTS!� mike shouted also!
Billie smiled briefly, “um…okay…� he then walked out of the room…
“What happened? Billie tell us!� mike demanded following him.
Billie walked into his bedroom and took off his sweaty T-shirt…he placed on another black one and did the same with his pants.
Mike was used to seeing his band not at their best of times, and just said “look bill…tell us or you will get all stressed out…we need to get prepared for when we come back to the public…our band is what matters beyond all other things…are you in?� he asked following Billie Joe throughout the apartment.
Billie Joe was suprisingly in protest, he was trying to avoid them both.
Billie Joe was now dressed in his black blazer, converse, shirt, tie, and pants…along with his pyramid belt and that punk rock heavy eyeliner!
He turned to look mike right in the eyes and said, “no…� and stormed out of the apartment.
Tré saw a piece of white paper sticking out of the bin, he took it out.
Mike saw him reading it, Tré had frozen in shock…mike walked over to read it and also couldn’t believe it!
No wonder Billie Joe had fainted!
Mike walked over to the window and opened it…he saw Billie Joe walking over to his ford Fairlane…
Mike knew that this was going to get in the way of their lives…especially Billie Joe’s.
Billie was always the strongest and the frontman of the band.
Mike’s job was to look out for his two friends.
Tré’s job well-I think we all know it was entertaining the band while they got bored…but mike couldn’t believe that Billie’s mom had cancer!
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