Say It What It Were!, chapter 1
Billie's POV
''Hey Billie we're on in ten. '' Said Jason running frantically around backstage.
''Ok, fine. Just let me get Tre. '' I said. Now were, oh were can my little Tre be? I walked into our wardrobe to find Tre passed-out on our couch in the corner. ''Come-on Tre. We've got a crowd to rock! '' He didn't even budge. I started poking him in the stomach and wiggling his ears. Still, not a peep, or a move. I saw a cup of... Ummmm... I'm not quiet sure, on the table next to him. So first I smelt it. ''Holly crap! That's like ten times worse than our bathroom in the bus! '' I looked at Tre on the couch, and looked down into the lime green mixture.
''Hehehe... Just perfect. '' Poor, poor Tre. He'll smell like an ass. Oh-well! I dumped the glass on his head and he jumped like a frog!
''Shit! What the hell? '' He said smelling the gooey drink.
''We've got a concert to go to buddy. '' I said, getting alittle annoyed
''Yeah. I'll be there in a bit. '' He gave me that screwed-up smile and winked.
''Cool'' I started walking out. Laughing my head off. Haha. I finally got the ever-so-powerful Tre Cool!
''Oh, And Billie? Can I use that extra powerful cologne you were talking about? '' He said giving me a pout and looking at me with those sad 4-year-old-eyes. ''Sure honey, would you like anything else? '' I said in a western hillbilly voice. ''Yep, yep darlin, suck my damn-tooten Oscar Meyer's Wiener! '' He said trying to mimic my sexy western voice. Then Mike suddenly stormed into the room.
''Guys! Were the hell have you been?! '' I could tell by the look on his face that he was worried.
''Chill, Mikey-Wikey, We're coming. '' Tre snorted, still trying to mimic my hillbilly ways.
''Look at the fucking clock for once! YOU GUYS ARE L-A-T-E, LATE! '' He was pissed. I would be. After all,
This is mine and Tre's sixth time being late to our concert this year.
We've began to walk out the door, and were walking down the hallway in silence when a back-stage.
Staff dude stopped us. He was really short and very nerdy looking guy. You know, with the thick glasses, big
Ears, kind-of guy. I was surprised he wasn't wearing the computer geek's official fan T-shirt.
''Hey technical-worker-extraordinary dude! '' Tre said jumping in circles.
''Actually, my name's Peter and--''
''Hey, listen Peter, we've got a trillion faces to rock and we're already 20 minutes late! '' Mike yelled, cutting
Peter off. ''Yeah, we don't have time for your shit. '' I said, pushing him out of the way. He suddenly got the
Urge to grab me. ''Dude, get your hand off my shoulder or you will be picking yourself off the ground! ''
''Fine, but if anything bad happens... Don't blame me! '' He said in that your gonna die in 7 days voice.
He walked away. Down the hallway, he stopped, and turned to look at us. He gave us this evil grin,
Flipped us off, and right when he was going to open the door, BAM! It swung open, hitting poor Peter in the nose.
''Hey Billie we're on in ten. '' Said Jason running frantically around backstage.
''Ok, fine. Just let me get Tre. '' I said. Now were, oh were can my little Tre be? I walked into our wardrobe to find Tre passed-out on our couch in the corner. ''Come-on Tre. We've got a crowd to rock! '' He didn't even budge. I started poking him in the stomach and wiggling his ears. Still, not a peep, or a move. I saw a cup of... Ummmm... I'm not quiet sure, on the table next to him. So first I smelt it. ''Holly crap! That's like ten times worse than our bathroom in the bus! '' I looked at Tre on the couch, and looked down into the lime green mixture.
''Hehehe... Just perfect. '' Poor, poor Tre. He'll smell like an ass. Oh-well! I dumped the glass on his head and he jumped like a frog!
''Shit! What the hell? '' He said smelling the gooey drink.
''We've got a concert to go to buddy. '' I said, getting alittle annoyed
''Yeah. I'll be there in a bit. '' He gave me that screwed-up smile and winked.
''Cool'' I started walking out. Laughing my head off. Haha. I finally got the ever-so-powerful Tre Cool!
''Oh, And Billie? Can I use that extra powerful cologne you were talking about? '' He said giving me a pout and looking at me with those sad 4-year-old-eyes. ''Sure honey, would you like anything else? '' I said in a western hillbilly voice. ''Yep, yep darlin, suck my damn-tooten Oscar Meyer's Wiener! '' He said trying to mimic my sexy western voice. Then Mike suddenly stormed into the room.
''Guys! Were the hell have you been?! '' I could tell by the look on his face that he was worried.
''Chill, Mikey-Wikey, We're coming. '' Tre snorted, still trying to mimic my hillbilly ways.
''Look at the fucking clock for once! YOU GUYS ARE L-A-T-E, LATE! '' He was pissed. I would be. After all,
This is mine and Tre's sixth time being late to our concert this year.
We've began to walk out the door, and were walking down the hallway in silence when a back-stage.
Staff dude stopped us. He was really short and very nerdy looking guy. You know, with the thick glasses, big
Ears, kind-of guy. I was surprised he wasn't wearing the computer geek's official fan T-shirt.
''Hey technical-worker-extraordinary dude! '' Tre said jumping in circles.
''Actually, my name's Peter and--''
''Hey, listen Peter, we've got a trillion faces to rock and we're already 20 minutes late! '' Mike yelled, cutting
Peter off. ''Yeah, we don't have time for your shit. '' I said, pushing him out of the way. He suddenly got the
Urge to grab me. ''Dude, get your hand off my shoulder or you will be picking yourself off the ground! ''
''Fine, but if anything bad happens... Don't blame me! '' He said in that your gonna die in 7 days voice.
He walked away. Down the hallway, he stopped, and turned to look at us. He gave us this evil grin,
Flipped us off, and right when he was going to open the door, BAM! It swung open, hitting poor Peter in the nose.
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