Tripping Over Drum Sets, chapter 9
I was lying down on my bed before the party thinking in my head about what Adi and Billie Joe had said to me. Tre wasn't like that. Well, there's only one way to find out. I waited on my bed singing lightly to myself. Then, Tre walked in. I sat up and looked at him He shut the door behind him and turned around. I smiled, got up and kissed him.
"You wanna?" I asked him raising one eyebrow. He kissed back. For a minute, it seemed that he was going to start it, but then he pulled out of his kiss and walked over to the closet. "What? Tre? You.. you don't want to?" I was actually a little worried about him.
"Nah. Not really in the mood." he said pulling out some clothing and looking at it.
"Not even a quickie?" I asked walking up to him and putting my arms around his shoulders and neck.
"No." he said flatly ending the subject immediately. I sat down on the bed not pressing the matter. What was wrong with him? I tilted my head to one side and he looked at my through the mirror and smiled. He turned around and said, "Saidi, you mean... the world to me. And I love you. Okay?" What the hell? I nodded.
"Okay. I love you too Tre." I said. I wondered for a while what it meant though. I got up kissed him and changed into my outfit for the party. Tre had changed with me and neither of us said a word.
After we finished changing Tre turned around and look me up and down.
"You're beautiful." he said. I smiled and went to give him a kiss on
his cheek but he turned and opened the door to leave. I watched him leave and dropped myself on the bed. I almost felt like crying. Why was he like this all of a sudden? I went to the bathroom to apply my make up to find Adi carefully applying eye liner.
"Hey, Adi." I said flatly as I picked up the eye liner that she finished with and started to lightly apply it to my low lid.
"Hey Saidi. What's wrong?" she asked sitting down on the toilet lid crossing her arms.
"It's Tre. He's acting weird. Like all of a sudden he didn't want a kiss or...or....anything. Like... he didn't even want to talk or anything." I began. Then it hit me. "You didn't talk to him did you? Or Billie Or Mike?" Her face seemed a little less then innocent when I said this. "You did!"
"Sorry." she said.
"Nevermind. I'm sure he'll be fine by the end of the night." I said finishing up my make up. Adi and I left the bathroom to find Billie Joe, Mike and Tre sitting on the couch ready to go. "Lets go." I said and we all go up and walked to the infamous green mustang. I refused to sit in the front this time so I sat beside Adi and the door. Mike sat in the front seat. The ride there was fairly quite and no one spoke a word other then Billie Joe directing Tre to the club. Tre quickly parked the car and everyone got out.
"TIME TO PAR-TAY!!!" said Mike as he jumped out and did a dance. Everyone laughed at him. When we made it to the entrance, Tre held the door open for all of us. We took our coats off and walked in. It was amazing in there. There was a black light and disco lights... all kinds of lights that you could imagine. Billie and Adi instantly ran out on the dance floor and started dancing to the various kinds of music. Tre, Mike and I all found a table and ordered drinks. When Billie and Adi came back we decided who the designated driver was going to be.
"I'll be it." I said as I helped myself to a Pepsi. No one argued and started to drink their beers. Mike got up after taking a drink and walked to the front of the table.
"Saidi, wanna dance?" he asked holding out a hand.
"Sure!" I said as I put my Pepsi down. "Watch my drink?" Adi nodded. I got up and walked to the dance floor with Mike. A really fast paced song came on and the dance floor filled up with people dancing every which way. When the song ended, the music got low and the DJ stood up.
"Okay dudes and dudettes! We're gonna have a dance competition! So grab your date and dance dance dance till you drop drop drop!" he said. Everyone cheer and Tre got up to dance.
"I'll watch the drinks!" said Mike as he sat down. "I'm no good at dancing anyways." Tre grabbed my arm and we started to dance.
"Okay! Peeps!" said the DJ once again. "If you get tapped on the shoulder, you gotta get off the dance floor." Tre and I started dancing to a Grease song.
"Oh oh! Let's jive!" I said. Tre stopped and we positioned our selves. We started dancing all kinds of jive moves with out noticing that the floor was getting less and less populated. Then there were huge cheers from the crowd. Tre and I looked up and we were the only ones on the floor dancing to the song, with fast paced jive moves. Mike, Adi, and Billie Joe were standing up cheering for us. When the song ended Tre and I stopped dancing and hugged each other. The DJ jumped down from his stand and handed us an envelope and hugged both of us.
"Congrats! You've one! What's you're names?" he asked, shoved the mic in our faces.
"Saidi!" I said.
"TRE COOL!" shouted Tre. The whole place erupted in laughter. Tre smiled and bowed. He knew they thought it was cheesy, but he loved it anyways. He did a little jig and swung me around him. I laughed. Tre was Tre again and I didn't care. The DJ went back up to his "perch" and blasted the music once again. Tre and I sat back down with everyone to see what we had won. Tre and I tore open the envelope and pulled out a piece of paper.
"What is it?" asked Adi eagerly as I turned it over.
"A weekend stay at a 5 star hotel in San Francisco!" I said in disbelief. I was so surprised I almost fell over. I leaned against Tre and started to laugh.
"Who knew knowing how to dance would do this for us eh?" he asked looking down at me. I nodded and laughed more. Mike decided to celebrate by buying a round of drinks for everyone. He forgot that I wasn't drinking so Tre took my beer. By the near middle of the party, Tre was really drunk. Mike and Billie Joe seemed to think it was amusing, but Adi and I were a little worried about him.
"I...haff to glo do dah baffrom! I be rit bhac!" (Translation: I have to go to the bathroom, I'll be right back!) he said as he slurred his words really bad. I nodded and looked over to Billie Joe and Mike who were laughing at Tre stumbling to the bathroom.
"Oh Tre... what would we do with out you!?" laughed Billie Joe looking up to the ceiling as he took another drink of his beer.
"Well, let's dance. You guys are finished your drinks. Let's go!" I said as I stood up. Mike, Billie Joe and Adi did the same. Mike grabbed Adi's arm and pulled her to the dance floor. I looked at Billie Joe. He smiled and said, "I guess you're stuck with me!" I laughed and puled him over beside Mike and Adi and started to dance.
"Tre's been gone for a while now." I said starting to get even more worried as I rested my head against Billie Joe's shoulder. I was allowed to do that because we were all really close friends.
"You want me to go check up on him?" asked Billie Joe.
"If you don't mind. I'm gonna go sit down and wait." I replied. Billie
Joe hugged me as an assurance and left the dance floor. I walked over to our table and waited for Tre to come stumbling out. Then I heard Billie Joe shout, "TRE WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING!?" I got up and ran to the mens' bathroom and stood beside Billie Joe looking up at him to see his face in complete horror. I looked into the bathroom to see Tre banging a girl in the stall, asking Billie Joe if he wanted to join. I could feel tears swelling up in my eyes. I walked up to Tre, ignoring the girl, wound up, and slapped him in the face.
"FUCK YOU TRE! FUCK YOU!" I screamed at him. I left the change room catching a glimpse of Billie Joe's face in utter horror and shock. His face was white as a ghost. I stormed through the dance floor, tears streaming down my face, walked up to the table, took my stuff and stomped out of the club. I hated Tre so much at that moment. I considered going back in to take his keys for the mustang and drive it home, but I thought otherwise. It was 1:30 in the morning and I was walking around the streets of Berkeley by myself. I let my feet take me where ever they pleased. I wasn't sure of the way home so I just kept walking where ever. After what seemed like forever, I checked the time. 4:23AM. I sighed. I didn't know where I was, I didn't have any money, and I was by myself at 4:23AM in Berkeley AND, my boyfriend just cheated on me. Could things get any worse? Wait... I shouldn't think that or they will. I looked up to see a group of 5 boys about my age walking towards me. Shit. I turned around and saw a taxi coming my way. I waved it down and hopped in. Thank God!
"Where can I take you miss?" the taxi driver asked. I thought for a minute.
"230 East 12th street." I said as I closed my eyes. "Wait, I don't have any money right now! Maybe I'll just walk."
"Nah, it's 4:25 in the morning, you're all by yourself, and it looks as though you've been crying. This one's on me. Don't you worry."
"Thank you. I really appreciate it." I said. He stepped on the gas and in about 15 minutes, I was at my old house again. I didn't know what to do with myself. I looked in my purse and shuffled through the keys. I actually had a spare! This was great! I pushed the key in and turned the knob. The house was empty but really warm. I waved to the taxi driver and closed the door. I turned on the light and walked into my old bedroom. I lied down on the soft rug and fell asleep, not bothering to take my make up off or my clothes, or anything. I just fell asleep right there on the rug.
"You wanna?" I asked him raising one eyebrow. He kissed back. For a minute, it seemed that he was going to start it, but then he pulled out of his kiss and walked over to the closet. "What? Tre? You.. you don't want to?" I was actually a little worried about him.
"Nah. Not really in the mood." he said pulling out some clothing and looking at it.
"Not even a quickie?" I asked walking up to him and putting my arms around his shoulders and neck.
"No." he said flatly ending the subject immediately. I sat down on the bed not pressing the matter. What was wrong with him? I tilted my head to one side and he looked at my through the mirror and smiled. He turned around and said, "Saidi, you mean... the world to me. And I love you. Okay?" What the hell? I nodded.
"Okay. I love you too Tre." I said. I wondered for a while what it meant though. I got up kissed him and changed into my outfit for the party. Tre had changed with me and neither of us said a word.
After we finished changing Tre turned around and look me up and down.
"You're beautiful." he said. I smiled and went to give him a kiss on
his cheek but he turned and opened the door to leave. I watched him leave and dropped myself on the bed. I almost felt like crying. Why was he like this all of a sudden? I went to the bathroom to apply my make up to find Adi carefully applying eye liner.
"Hey, Adi." I said flatly as I picked up the eye liner that she finished with and started to lightly apply it to my low lid.
"Hey Saidi. What's wrong?" she asked sitting down on the toilet lid crossing her arms.
"It's Tre. He's acting weird. Like all of a sudden he didn't want a kiss or...or....anything. Like... he didn't even want to talk or anything." I began. Then it hit me. "You didn't talk to him did you? Or Billie Or Mike?" Her face seemed a little less then innocent when I said this. "You did!"
"Sorry." she said.
"Nevermind. I'm sure he'll be fine by the end of the night." I said finishing up my make up. Adi and I left the bathroom to find Billie Joe, Mike and Tre sitting on the couch ready to go. "Lets go." I said and we all go up and walked to the infamous green mustang. I refused to sit in the front this time so I sat beside Adi and the door. Mike sat in the front seat. The ride there was fairly quite and no one spoke a word other then Billie Joe directing Tre to the club. Tre quickly parked the car and everyone got out.
"TIME TO PAR-TAY!!!" said Mike as he jumped out and did a dance. Everyone laughed at him. When we made it to the entrance, Tre held the door open for all of us. We took our coats off and walked in. It was amazing in there. There was a black light and disco lights... all kinds of lights that you could imagine. Billie and Adi instantly ran out on the dance floor and started dancing to the various kinds of music. Tre, Mike and I all found a table and ordered drinks. When Billie and Adi came back we decided who the designated driver was going to be.
"I'll be it." I said as I helped myself to a Pepsi. No one argued and started to drink their beers. Mike got up after taking a drink and walked to the front of the table.
"Saidi, wanna dance?" he asked holding out a hand.
"Sure!" I said as I put my Pepsi down. "Watch my drink?" Adi nodded. I got up and walked to the dance floor with Mike. A really fast paced song came on and the dance floor filled up with people dancing every which way. When the song ended, the music got low and the DJ stood up.
"Okay dudes and dudettes! We're gonna have a dance competition! So grab your date and dance dance dance till you drop drop drop!" he said. Everyone cheer and Tre got up to dance.
"I'll watch the drinks!" said Mike as he sat down. "I'm no good at dancing anyways." Tre grabbed my arm and we started to dance.
"Okay! Peeps!" said the DJ once again. "If you get tapped on the shoulder, you gotta get off the dance floor." Tre and I started dancing to a Grease song.
"Oh oh! Let's jive!" I said. Tre stopped and we positioned our selves. We started dancing all kinds of jive moves with out noticing that the floor was getting less and less populated. Then there were huge cheers from the crowd. Tre and I looked up and we were the only ones on the floor dancing to the song, with fast paced jive moves. Mike, Adi, and Billie Joe were standing up cheering for us. When the song ended Tre and I stopped dancing and hugged each other. The DJ jumped down from his stand and handed us an envelope and hugged both of us.
"Congrats! You've one! What's you're names?" he asked, shoved the mic in our faces.
"Saidi!" I said.
"TRE COOL!" shouted Tre. The whole place erupted in laughter. Tre smiled and bowed. He knew they thought it was cheesy, but he loved it anyways. He did a little jig and swung me around him. I laughed. Tre was Tre again and I didn't care. The DJ went back up to his "perch" and blasted the music once again. Tre and I sat back down with everyone to see what we had won. Tre and I tore open the envelope and pulled out a piece of paper.
"What is it?" asked Adi eagerly as I turned it over.
"A weekend stay at a 5 star hotel in San Francisco!" I said in disbelief. I was so surprised I almost fell over. I leaned against Tre and started to laugh.
"Who knew knowing how to dance would do this for us eh?" he asked looking down at me. I nodded and laughed more. Mike decided to celebrate by buying a round of drinks for everyone. He forgot that I wasn't drinking so Tre took my beer. By the near middle of the party, Tre was really drunk. Mike and Billie Joe seemed to think it was amusing, but Adi and I were a little worried about him.
"I...haff to glo do dah baffrom! I be rit bhac!" (Translation: I have to go to the bathroom, I'll be right back!) he said as he slurred his words really bad. I nodded and looked over to Billie Joe and Mike who were laughing at Tre stumbling to the bathroom.
"Oh Tre... what would we do with out you!?" laughed Billie Joe looking up to the ceiling as he took another drink of his beer.
"Well, let's dance. You guys are finished your drinks. Let's go!" I said as I stood up. Mike, Billie Joe and Adi did the same. Mike grabbed Adi's arm and pulled her to the dance floor. I looked at Billie Joe. He smiled and said, "I guess you're stuck with me!" I laughed and puled him over beside Mike and Adi and started to dance.
"Tre's been gone for a while now." I said starting to get even more worried as I rested my head against Billie Joe's shoulder. I was allowed to do that because we were all really close friends.
"You want me to go check up on him?" asked Billie Joe.
"If you don't mind. I'm gonna go sit down and wait." I replied. Billie
Joe hugged me as an assurance and left the dance floor. I walked over to our table and waited for Tre to come stumbling out. Then I heard Billie Joe shout, "TRE WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING!?" I got up and ran to the mens' bathroom and stood beside Billie Joe looking up at him to see his face in complete horror. I looked into the bathroom to see Tre banging a girl in the stall, asking Billie Joe if he wanted to join. I could feel tears swelling up in my eyes. I walked up to Tre, ignoring the girl, wound up, and slapped him in the face.
"FUCK YOU TRE! FUCK YOU!" I screamed at him. I left the change room catching a glimpse of Billie Joe's face in utter horror and shock. His face was white as a ghost. I stormed through the dance floor, tears streaming down my face, walked up to the table, took my stuff and stomped out of the club. I hated Tre so much at that moment. I considered going back in to take his keys for the mustang and drive it home, but I thought otherwise. It was 1:30 in the morning and I was walking around the streets of Berkeley by myself. I let my feet take me where ever they pleased. I wasn't sure of the way home so I just kept walking where ever. After what seemed like forever, I checked the time. 4:23AM. I sighed. I didn't know where I was, I didn't have any money, and I was by myself at 4:23AM in Berkeley AND, my boyfriend just cheated on me. Could things get any worse? Wait... I shouldn't think that or they will. I looked up to see a group of 5 boys about my age walking towards me. Shit. I turned around and saw a taxi coming my way. I waved it down and hopped in. Thank God!
"Where can I take you miss?" the taxi driver asked. I thought for a minute.
"230 East 12th street." I said as I closed my eyes. "Wait, I don't have any money right now! Maybe I'll just walk."
"Nah, it's 4:25 in the morning, you're all by yourself, and it looks as though you've been crying. This one's on me. Don't you worry."
"Thank you. I really appreciate it." I said. He stepped on the gas and in about 15 minutes, I was at my old house again. I didn't know what to do with myself. I looked in my purse and shuffled through the keys. I actually had a spare! This was great! I pushed the key in and turned the knob. The house was empty but really warm. I waved to the taxi driver and closed the door. I turned on the light and walked into my old bedroom. I lied down on the soft rug and fell asleep, not bothering to take my make up off or my clothes, or anything. I just fell asleep right there on the rug.
