The Story Of A Band-Untitled, chapter 13

The next day, I wake up to find Dylan cooking some toast.

"Awww thanks Dylan that saves me making breakfast," I say, and give him a hug.

"No problemo, I had a dream that two members of Green Day came to pick me up with you in a limo... " he said. I laughed my head off, and put Vegemite on the piece of toast I'm about to eat.

Tré walks out in his boxers and grabs a slice of toast, Dylan turns around to put some more toast on the table and sees Tré spreading jam on his toast. He just stares then I turn and wink at Dylan and he just sits next to Tré and eats his vegemite toast. I bring in the Townsville Bulletin and start reading the headline:

'Green Day set to play at Dairy Farmers Stadium April 18th'

I read it again and tell Tré.

"Hey Tré guess what?!" I say sitting on Tré's lap.

"Waaa," he says muffled by the toast, holding my waist.

"You guys are playing on my 15th birthday!" I say and hug Tré. He moves his hand up my shirt, and I hear Billie banging on his locked door.

"LET ME OUT I'M NOT A ZOO ANIMAL!" he yells, I laugh and unlock the door he was trying to barge it down so he lands on top of me.

"Hey Billie hands of my girl," Tré says jokingly and they started wrestling and Dylan gets pulled into the fray.

I laugh and then I hear a knock on the door, I yell to Billie to get it.
Billie answers the door and tons of the paparazzi stampede in, Tré grabs Dylan and me and shoves Dylan in his room and me in Tré's cupboard.

I hear them asking 'who was the mysterious girl that you two were on top of? Is she the new Adrienne or Claudia?! ' Billie tells them to go away and that he doesn't need to tell them anything and they have wasted their time flying over from America to stalk them.

I see them run into Tré's room I look through the cupboard and I hide and be as silent as I can. I hear one of them yell 'I FOUND A USED CONDOM' and Tré runs in and fights them out. The noise disappears and it's safe to come out, I get out of the cupboard and go and hug Tré.

"I'm really sorry about all this...but I can't help it they are the media they follow me everywhere" he says and we kiss but then...a hidden guy behind the curtain takes the money shot and sprints out the door. Tré and Billie run after him but he got away.

"FUCK! Oh fuck I really am sorry now Hannah," he says, I nod and hug him.

"It's ok Tré it was gonna happen someday if we got together," I say rubbing his back. Billie punches the wall I bet he's really sick of it. Dylan comes out of his room and just stands in awe. All day Tré won't stop saying I'm sorry to me and I keep telling him it's fine. We all go to sleep and the next day Billie throws the newspaper at me this is the headlining article with a picture of me and Tré kissing:

LOCAL GIRL CATCHES HUGE FISH IN THE SEA!

Local student Hannah Mandelberg, 14, is now supposedly the international punk rocker Tré Cool, 34, of Green Day's new lady. Hannah is 20 years junior than her man and is still currently attending St Patrick's Girls College, of course Cool had no comment on the matter but a used condom has been found in the couples room, police will not investigate this as Hannah can give consent to Cool, and the celebrities privacy law will be breached.

Also before this incident we have a photograph of Billie Joe Armstrong and Cool on top of her, We cannot give anymore information on the matter as this is all we know and the girls school will give us.

I laugh and turn to Tré and Billie and Dylan, they on the other hand aren't laughing.

"Hannah now all of the world know... I was hoping for a secret love," said Tré.

"Yeah now you will be hassled by all the Tré Cool and Billie Joe girls," Dylan cringed.

"Now everyone will think you're like a whore and stuff," said Billie. I just laugh they all look really confused.

"Listen it was gonna happen someday, Tré I know it would have been great for it to be a secret but your in the public eye they would have found out some other way, Billie its fine if you guys don't think I'm a whore then that's what I'll believe and Dylan I don't care for the groupies they can dis me all they want but if I know in my heart Tré loves me and Billie is a great friend then I don't care," I say and hug them all.

They sigh and my phone goes off like mad with messages, I read them this ones from

Alice: Holy fuck Hannah you're in the paper and shit, kissing Tre!.

Then one from Becky: Fuckin hell you're on the internet all these chicks r so jealous!.

One from Kristie: You go girl! Your face is on Channel V and shit!.

Then one from Sarah (a mate in Sydney): Whoa I don't see you for 6 months and now ur fucking Green Day... Holy shit...

I smile with Tré and go out for some food...
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