A Laurie L. Story, chapter 6
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The next day, I was in the dressing room, waiting along with Green Day before they performed.
"Tre, can I have your autograph?" I suddenly remembered, because I had already gotten Billie's and Mike's.
"You havta talk to my agent..." he slowly said, grinning.
"Well who's your agent?!" I said, frustrated. I don't think I liked him very much. Why? Perhaps it was the first impression of his bad driving, and the weird gummy bear incident, and now he's being difficult.
Anyways, after my question of "Who's your agent?!" he started unzipping his pants.
I screamed, causing Billie and Mike to come over and warn Tre to be nice.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. A police officer came in the room! I froze, then said "That's actually milk in their beer bottles!" He stared at me oddly before asking, "Is your name Laurie L.?"
"Yeah, and don't wear it out!" I replied.
"You're going to have to come with us," he said firmly, grabbing me. Billie stared, alarmed. Mike froze, and Tre just sat there blankly.
Did this have something to do with my parents?
"But I didn't get to see Green Day perform!" I protested.
"Sorry, miss," he bluntly said., starting to pull me away from the three band mates, who were confused.
"Sorry, guys. I probably have to go--OW!" I began to say my farewells to Green Day, until the policeman dragged me out of the building.
"We have information from your neighbor that a suspicious-looking bone was dragged into his house by his pit bull," the officer said, hinting to me.
STUPID PIT BULL!
[The End... ]
"Tre, can I have your autograph?" I suddenly remembered, because I had already gotten Billie's and Mike's.
"You havta talk to my agent..." he slowly said, grinning.
"Well who's your agent?!" I said, frustrated. I don't think I liked him very much. Why? Perhaps it was the first impression of his bad driving, and the weird gummy bear incident, and now he's being difficult.
Anyways, after my question of "Who's your agent?!" he started unzipping his pants.
I screamed, causing Billie and Mike to come over and warn Tre to be nice.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. A police officer came in the room! I froze, then said "That's actually milk in their beer bottles!" He stared at me oddly before asking, "Is your name Laurie L.?"
"Yeah, and don't wear it out!" I replied.
"You're going to have to come with us," he said firmly, grabbing me. Billie stared, alarmed. Mike froze, and Tre just sat there blankly.
Did this have something to do with my parents?
"But I didn't get to see Green Day perform!" I protested.
"Sorry, miss," he bluntly said., starting to pull me away from the three band mates, who were confused.
"Sorry, guys. I probably have to go--OW!" I began to say my farewells to Green Day, until the policeman dragged me out of the building.
"We have information from your neighbor that a suspicious-looking bone was dragged into his house by his pit bull," the officer said, hinting to me.
STUPID PIT BULL!
[The End... ]
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