When Dookie hit the fan..., chapter 5
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It had been forever before Jovie and Billie Joe had talked, and even longer before Tre and Zooey had had sex, or Mike and Emily had had a fight! But to Emily, Jovie and Zooey, it seemed like eternity to them before they had heard from their band at all........
It was a hectic morning at Lookout!, Records in Berkely, (where the girls now sold their albums, recorded, premoted and worked) and all Emily could do was sit in her old, brown arms chair and do nothing. She just sat there and stared at the wall, until Jovie came into the room.
"Emily," said Jovie, carrying a huge box that was bigger than her. "what's wrong with you?"
Emily looked up at Jovie and pretended to be offended. "What do you mean what's wrong with me? What's wrong with you? It's never you that needs help, it's always me.....or Zooey, or Tre or Mike......or....."
Emily could not bring herself to say it, because as much as she was mad at Jovie for figuring her out and all. Billie Joe would always be the crazy fucked up one. All the things he used to do to Jovie when they were little, the things he used to say about her behind her back to the gang and even what he did when they toured together last year........He was fucked up in the head. He loved Jovie more than Jovie could ever possibly know. It freaked Emily out so bad she never even tried or wanted to think about it.
"Billie? It that who else?" asked Jovie, sitting down next to Emily.
Emily looked at Jovie. What guy would not want Jovs? She was beautiful and sweey and innocent with a badass twist behind her straight and gorgeous smile. Even her hair was sexy, and she was always dying it wild colors! Emily looked at her young friend.
Jovie Ramone was not perfect to anyone but Billie Joe, but if anybody knew her, she would be perfect to them too. With her green eyes, pale skin and petite figure. The truth about her was, she was too thin, and had no breasts and no ass. Her eating disorder was visible to some of her friend, who told her to get help. She ignored them of course, she only seemed to eat when Billie Joe was around, and now he was gone.
The stunning realization brought tears to Emily's eyes. She brushed them aside anyway and smiled at Jovie, who was oblivious to what was going on.
"Okay, that was weird," said Jovie, shrugging her bony shoulders, "anyway......Emily, you miss Mike don't you?"
Emily opened her mouth to scream that it was not true, but quickly remembered that Jovie was the one, aside from Billie; who could smell a lie a mile away. She frowned and looked at her feet.
"Yes. I miss them all and am constantly worrying, you think they're okay?"
Jovie smiled. "Duh! You know they can fight for themselves and they knew what they were getting themselves into before they did it."
The girls shared a laugh. They did know what they were getting themselves into, and both girls thought it was funny to think about them when they had been gone for so long and never even tried to call.
"Jovs, I'm going to get some coffee, you want any?"
"Yeah."
Jovie watched Emily leave the room. Emily was the lead singer and bass player of their band for two reasons, one being that she could sing....two being that she had the best body.
Zooey was shaped like Jovie, who was too skinny and in her opinoion..ugly. Zooey also dyed her hair all the time like Jovie, and could play the drums better than Tre and they could all sing. Emily was built! She had big boobs, great hips and butt and a beautiful face.
They were all beautiful but the only one who knew it was Emily, another reason she was lead singer.
Five minutes after Emily left, Zooey burst into the room and frantically turned on the tv and began to fiddle with the remote. Jovie rolled her eyes. There was Zooey for you, always in control.
"Zoegirl, what are you doing?"
Zooey was near tears and without a word flicked it to MTV. Jovie gasped at what she saw.
It was a hectic morning at Lookout!, Records in Berkely, (where the girls now sold their albums, recorded, premoted and worked) and all Emily could do was sit in her old, brown arms chair and do nothing. She just sat there and stared at the wall, until Jovie came into the room.
"Emily," said Jovie, carrying a huge box that was bigger than her. "what's wrong with you?"
Emily looked up at Jovie and pretended to be offended. "What do you mean what's wrong with me? What's wrong with you? It's never you that needs help, it's always me.....or Zooey, or Tre or Mike......or....."
Emily could not bring herself to say it, because as much as she was mad at Jovie for figuring her out and all. Billie Joe would always be the crazy fucked up one. All the things he used to do to Jovie when they were little, the things he used to say about her behind her back to the gang and even what he did when they toured together last year........He was fucked up in the head. He loved Jovie more than Jovie could ever possibly know. It freaked Emily out so bad she never even tried or wanted to think about it.
"Billie? It that who else?" asked Jovie, sitting down next to Emily.
Emily looked at Jovie. What guy would not want Jovs? She was beautiful and sweey and innocent with a badass twist behind her straight and gorgeous smile. Even her hair was sexy, and she was always dying it wild colors! Emily looked at her young friend.
Jovie Ramone was not perfect to anyone but Billie Joe, but if anybody knew her, she would be perfect to them too. With her green eyes, pale skin and petite figure. The truth about her was, she was too thin, and had no breasts and no ass. Her eating disorder was visible to some of her friend, who told her to get help. She ignored them of course, she only seemed to eat when Billie Joe was around, and now he was gone.
The stunning realization brought tears to Emily's eyes. She brushed them aside anyway and smiled at Jovie, who was oblivious to what was going on.
"Okay, that was weird," said Jovie, shrugging her bony shoulders, "anyway......Emily, you miss Mike don't you?"
Emily opened her mouth to scream that it was not true, but quickly remembered that Jovie was the one, aside from Billie; who could smell a lie a mile away. She frowned and looked at her feet.
"Yes. I miss them all and am constantly worrying, you think they're okay?"
Jovie smiled. "Duh! You know they can fight for themselves and they knew what they were getting themselves into before they did it."
The girls shared a laugh. They did know what they were getting themselves into, and both girls thought it was funny to think about them when they had been gone for so long and never even tried to call.
"Jovs, I'm going to get some coffee, you want any?"
"Yeah."
Jovie watched Emily leave the room. Emily was the lead singer and bass player of their band for two reasons, one being that she could sing....two being that she had the best body.
Zooey was shaped like Jovie, who was too skinny and in her opinoion..ugly. Zooey also dyed her hair all the time like Jovie, and could play the drums better than Tre and they could all sing. Emily was built! She had big boobs, great hips and butt and a beautiful face.
They were all beautiful but the only one who knew it was Emily, another reason she was lead singer.
Five minutes after Emily left, Zooey burst into the room and frantically turned on the tv and began to fiddle with the remote. Jovie rolled her eyes. There was Zooey for you, always in control.
"Zoegirl, what are you doing?"
Zooey was near tears and without a word flicked it to MTV. Jovie gasped at what she saw.
