She's A Rebel, You Know Her, Whatsername?, chapter 2
I a woke to the sound of my mobile going off and I began to sing along to my ring tone.
I looked at the screen 'private number' it read.
"Hello?" I asked as I answered my phone.
"BREE!" some guy screamed into the phone.
"Who the fuck?" I asked still sleepy.
"It's Billie," he said.
"Oh hi," I said shocked.
"I said I would call, so here I am talking to you on you phone," he laughed.
"I see," I said sounding sexy.
"So what are you doing today?" Billie asked me.
"I was sleeping but you know this could change," I joked.
"Oh well you've got plans I was going to see if you wanted to come out but I wouldn't wanna get in the way of you day," he said sarcastically.
I laid in bed thinking of something to say.
"So. . . You want to go out with me to day or not?" he asked.
"yeah sure where do you want to go that's the real question?" I joked.
"I don't know how would you like to go umm, have you ever been to paint ball?" he asked.
"No, what's that?" I asked.
"Just put some old clothes on and I'll come and get you, ahh where do you live?"
"How 'bout you tell me where your staying and I'll meet you out the front."
"I'm staying at Crown."
"Ok I'll be there in about half an hour."
"Ok, bye," he said.
"Bye," I replied and hung up.
I laid back down on the bend and thought to myself, I'm going to paint ball with Billie Joe Armstrong like wow.
***BILLIE'S POINT OF VIEW***
"Yes!" I yelled and chucked my phone onto the hotel bed.
"What you yelling yes for?" Mike asked and popped his head into the room.
"I'm going to paint ball with the girl I met last night," I smiled childishly.
"Ooooo, Billie's got a date," he teased.
"Shut up at least I can get one," I bragged.
"I got some last night," Mike laughed and walked in and shut the door behind him.
"With who?" I asked.
"Some blond chick, huge ass tits too," Mike bragged.
"Was she good?" I asked.
"Fuck yeah! She still is there though," he whined.
"Aww, so she was just a fuck then? Nothing special," I said and walked into the bathroom.
"So who's this girl your seeing today?" he asked and laid down on the bed.
***MIKE'S POINT OF VIEW***
Good I wish I hand someone to do that with. He so lucky to get all the girls and there no just a fuck either.
"Her name's Breanna, she was the girl that I was with last night, remember?" he said fixing his hair up in the mirror.
"Gonna fuck her?" I asked. Stupid question that was too.
"She's not like that," he said and put some eyeliner on them walked back into the room.
"What's that suppose to mean?" I asked and sat up.
"Last night, when I was talking to her she said she wasn't like that, and just because I was famous didn't mean she was going to fuck me," he said to me.
"Alrighty then, anyways I gotta get back to this girl," I said and got up to leave.
"Mike, do you even know her name?" he asked me sounding like my mum.
I looked down at the floor and them back at him with a 'I don't give a fuck about her name' look. He shook his head and then I left.
Maybe I should find someone to settle down with someone, but I can't find the 'one'.
I walked back into my hotel room quietly, trying not to wake the girl. I found her pants on the floor and got her wallet out and looked at her drivers license.
FUCK! She was only on her 'L plates' SHIT, FUCK, CUNT, MOTHERFUCKER!!! She was old 16 years old. Her name was Jenny.
"Jenny wake up!" I yelled at her and pushed her. "Get up!" I yelled again.
She mumbled something and pulled her head back under the covers. I pulled the blanket off of her. "GET THE FUCK UP NOW!!!" I yelled even louder.
"FINE!" She screamed back to me and sat up.
She sat there naked and cold. I passed her her clothes. And looked at her. Tears formed in her eyes as she got dressed. I sat on the bed next to her and ran my hands though my hair.
"Why didn't you tell me you where only 16 years old?" I said and looked at her.
"'Cause If you thought I was old I new I would have a chance with you," she said and looked at me.
"You have to go" I said and looked at her.
"Why?" she asked.
"Because if someone see's you here I'll be in a lot of trouble," I said and showed her to the door.
"Oh Ok then Bye," she smiled and kissed me goodbye.
***BILLIE'S POINT OF VIEW***
Ok then, I'm so nervous, what do I say to her? What if she doesn't like me like 'that'? Well I hope she likes the paint ball idea. What if she doesn't'?
I walked out the front of Crown Hotel and sat at the fountain.
"Hey you," a girl said.
I turned around and saw Breanna, I didn't even think that she was even gonna to come. She was standing there smiling. She was waring a black skirt with chain's and a red singlet top and Converse shoes. WOW damn she was HOT!
"Hi," I said and smiled.
"So where are we going?" she asked and sat next to me and lent her head on my shoulder.
"Paint ball," I replied and looked down at her and smiled.
"What on earth is that?" she asked and lifted her head off of me.
"You'll see," I said and stood up. "Come on," I added and pulled her in to a cab.
We sat in the cab in silence for about five minutes.
"So why did you want me to go out with you today?" she asked braking the silence.
"Well, Umm, I, Umm..." I said trying to think of a good excuse to say.
"Well?" she laughed.
"I really don't know to be honest," I said still not knowing what to say.
It took us about 20 minutes to get to the paint ball place.
I paid the cab driver and we got out.
"I booked the whole place do its just you and me," I said and put my arm around her shoulders.
She looked at me and smiled.
We walked to the front desk and a young guy was standing there on the phone.
"Hi I made a booking under Armstrong," I said to the guy.
"Yep just come around the back here," he said and we followed him around the back.
"Ok just put these on over your clothes and the goggles on" he said.
"You look like a fly," Breanna laughed at me.
"Yeah well, so do you," I replied and laughed.
The guy explained all the rules to us both and let us out on the field.
"Lets do this," she said and walked over to the side of the field.
We played paint ball for about four hours.
We went to get out of the jump suit thingies. I tried not to picture Bree getting out of her clothes, don't want her to think I just wanna get into her pants, which I don't of course.
"I'm gonna have to have a good shower tonight to get all the paint out of my hair, Billie!" she teased as I laughed to see her hair all different colours.
"Yeah well," I said and pulled my thingy off.
"You might have to give me a hand to wash it all out," she teased.
"So you want to have a shower with me then?" I asked jokingly.
"With you? Any day," she laughed and walked to give her suit to the guy.
I called for a cab and we left.
"So did you have fun?" I asked her and smiled.
"Yeah, so I now know what paint ball is," she laughed.
We arrived back at the front of Crown Hotel, by now it was dark.
"So... You wanna come up?" I asked her, Real smooth Billie!
She looked around and smiled and said, "Yeah, sure."
We got into the elevator.
"So... " she said and lent her head on me.
"Look at me," I said and lifted her head to level of mine.
"Yeah?" she said.
"Kiss me," I said and kissed her softly.
I release my lips from her lips, that was the most amazing kiss I have ever had.
She looked at me and smiled childish. Why did she have to be so cute when she smiled like that.
I looked at her and smiled the went in for another kiss. I pushed her softly up against the wall. Her hands roamed over my chest.
DING!
Way to spoil the moment! The elevator stop at the floor.
I released my lips and took a deep breath in and smiled at her.
"Lets go," she laughed.
"What's so funny?" I asked and followed her out of the elevator.
"Nothing," she continued to laugh.
We got to my room and I let us in.
"You get to stay in places like this?" she asked and looked around the room.
"Yeah, cool huh? Do you want a drink?" I asked.
Now I was getting nervous, I didn't want her to think I was like that.
"No thanks," she replied and walked over to me.
I smiled at her and looked away.
I just wanted to touch her so bad! It was killing me that I couldn't.
I kissed her again. This time her hands roamed lower then last time.
I put the bottle of beer down that I was holding and let myself touch her.
My hands roamed up her top to feel her, she pulled me over to then bed. I laid her down softly and continued to kiss her.
***MY POINT OF VIEW***
He kept kissing me. What the hell was I doing? I could not with him.
He stoped kissing me and looked at me. I pushed his hair out of his face.
"I can't," I said in disappointment and looked up.
"Ok," Billie replied and sat up next to me.
"I'm sorry I should go," I said and got up off the bed.
"No, please don't go I want you to stay," he begged.
"I can't stay," I said and lent on the door and looked at him. "Bye," I said and left.
Billie was the most amazing guy I had ever met but he lives over the other side of the world and I just can't fall for someone like him.
I walked down the hall and got in the elevator.
"HOLD THE DOOR!" a guy yelled, it was Mike.
I held the door open for him as he pressed the button.
"Why aren't you very pretty, Mike Dirnt," he said leaned in close.
"I know who you don't worry about the, I know who your best friend is too," I said and looked at the number on the elevator.
"Oh you Breanna, right?" he asked.
"Yeah," I replied.
"Billie told me about you this morning. How are you?" he asked.
"Fine thanks, you?" I answered.
I looked at the screen 'private number' it read.
"Hello?" I asked as I answered my phone.
"BREE!" some guy screamed into the phone.
"Who the fuck?" I asked still sleepy.
"It's Billie," he said.
"Oh hi," I said shocked.
"I said I would call, so here I am talking to you on you phone," he laughed.
"I see," I said sounding sexy.
"So what are you doing today?" Billie asked me.
"I was sleeping but you know this could change," I joked.
"Oh well you've got plans I was going to see if you wanted to come out but I wouldn't wanna get in the way of you day," he said sarcastically.
I laid in bed thinking of something to say.
"So. . . You want to go out with me to day or not?" he asked.
"yeah sure where do you want to go that's the real question?" I joked.
"I don't know how would you like to go umm, have you ever been to paint ball?" he asked.
"No, what's that?" I asked.
"Just put some old clothes on and I'll come and get you, ahh where do you live?"
"How 'bout you tell me where your staying and I'll meet you out the front."
"I'm staying at Crown."
"Ok I'll be there in about half an hour."
"Ok, bye," he said.
"Bye," I replied and hung up.
I laid back down on the bend and thought to myself, I'm going to paint ball with Billie Joe Armstrong like wow.
***BILLIE'S POINT OF VIEW***
"Yes!" I yelled and chucked my phone onto the hotel bed.
"What you yelling yes for?" Mike asked and popped his head into the room.
"I'm going to paint ball with the girl I met last night," I smiled childishly.
"Ooooo, Billie's got a date," he teased.
"Shut up at least I can get one," I bragged.
"I got some last night," Mike laughed and walked in and shut the door behind him.
"With who?" I asked.
"Some blond chick, huge ass tits too," Mike bragged.
"Was she good?" I asked.
"Fuck yeah! She still is there though," he whined.
"Aww, so she was just a fuck then? Nothing special," I said and walked into the bathroom.
"So who's this girl your seeing today?" he asked and laid down on the bed.
***MIKE'S POINT OF VIEW***
Good I wish I hand someone to do that with. He so lucky to get all the girls and there no just a fuck either.
"Her name's Breanna, she was the girl that I was with last night, remember?" he said fixing his hair up in the mirror.
"Gonna fuck her?" I asked. Stupid question that was too.
"She's not like that," he said and put some eyeliner on them walked back into the room.
"What's that suppose to mean?" I asked and sat up.
"Last night, when I was talking to her she said she wasn't like that, and just because I was famous didn't mean she was going to fuck me," he said to me.
"Alrighty then, anyways I gotta get back to this girl," I said and got up to leave.
"Mike, do you even know her name?" he asked me sounding like my mum.
I looked down at the floor and them back at him with a 'I don't give a fuck about her name' look. He shook his head and then I left.
Maybe I should find someone to settle down with someone, but I can't find the 'one'.
I walked back into my hotel room quietly, trying not to wake the girl. I found her pants on the floor and got her wallet out and looked at her drivers license.
FUCK! She was only on her 'L plates' SHIT, FUCK, CUNT, MOTHERFUCKER!!! She was old 16 years old. Her name was Jenny.
"Jenny wake up!" I yelled at her and pushed her. "Get up!" I yelled again.
She mumbled something and pulled her head back under the covers. I pulled the blanket off of her. "GET THE FUCK UP NOW!!!" I yelled even louder.
"FINE!" She screamed back to me and sat up.
She sat there naked and cold. I passed her her clothes. And looked at her. Tears formed in her eyes as she got dressed. I sat on the bed next to her and ran my hands though my hair.
"Why didn't you tell me you where only 16 years old?" I said and looked at her.
"'Cause If you thought I was old I new I would have a chance with you," she said and looked at me.
"You have to go" I said and looked at her.
"Why?" she asked.
"Because if someone see's you here I'll be in a lot of trouble," I said and showed her to the door.
"Oh Ok then Bye," she smiled and kissed me goodbye.
***BILLIE'S POINT OF VIEW***
Ok then, I'm so nervous, what do I say to her? What if she doesn't like me like 'that'? Well I hope she likes the paint ball idea. What if she doesn't'?
I walked out the front of Crown Hotel and sat at the fountain.
"Hey you," a girl said.
I turned around and saw Breanna, I didn't even think that she was even gonna to come. She was standing there smiling. She was waring a black skirt with chain's and a red singlet top and Converse shoes. WOW damn she was HOT!
"Hi," I said and smiled.
"So where are we going?" she asked and sat next to me and lent her head on my shoulder.
"Paint ball," I replied and looked down at her and smiled.
"What on earth is that?" she asked and lifted her head off of me.
"You'll see," I said and stood up. "Come on," I added and pulled her in to a cab.
We sat in the cab in silence for about five minutes.
"So why did you want me to go out with you today?" she asked braking the silence.
"Well, Umm, I, Umm..." I said trying to think of a good excuse to say.
"Well?" she laughed.
"I really don't know to be honest," I said still not knowing what to say.
It took us about 20 minutes to get to the paint ball place.
I paid the cab driver and we got out.
"I booked the whole place do its just you and me," I said and put my arm around her shoulders.
She looked at me and smiled.
We walked to the front desk and a young guy was standing there on the phone.
"Hi I made a booking under Armstrong," I said to the guy.
"Yep just come around the back here," he said and we followed him around the back.
"Ok just put these on over your clothes and the goggles on" he said.
"You look like a fly," Breanna laughed at me.
"Yeah well, so do you," I replied and laughed.
The guy explained all the rules to us both and let us out on the field.
"Lets do this," she said and walked over to the side of the field.
We played paint ball for about four hours.
We went to get out of the jump suit thingies. I tried not to picture Bree getting out of her clothes, don't want her to think I just wanna get into her pants, which I don't of course.
"I'm gonna have to have a good shower tonight to get all the paint out of my hair, Billie!" she teased as I laughed to see her hair all different colours.
"Yeah well," I said and pulled my thingy off.
"You might have to give me a hand to wash it all out," she teased.
"So you want to have a shower with me then?" I asked jokingly.
"With you? Any day," she laughed and walked to give her suit to the guy.
I called for a cab and we left.
"So did you have fun?" I asked her and smiled.
"Yeah, so I now know what paint ball is," she laughed.
We arrived back at the front of Crown Hotel, by now it was dark.
"So... You wanna come up?" I asked her, Real smooth Billie!
She looked around and smiled and said, "Yeah, sure."
We got into the elevator.
"So... " she said and lent her head on me.
"Look at me," I said and lifted her head to level of mine.
"Yeah?" she said.
"Kiss me," I said and kissed her softly.
I release my lips from her lips, that was the most amazing kiss I have ever had.
She looked at me and smiled childish. Why did she have to be so cute when she smiled like that.
I looked at her and smiled the went in for another kiss. I pushed her softly up against the wall. Her hands roamed over my chest.
DING!
Way to spoil the moment! The elevator stop at the floor.
I released my lips and took a deep breath in and smiled at her.
"Lets go," she laughed.
"What's so funny?" I asked and followed her out of the elevator.
"Nothing," she continued to laugh.
We got to my room and I let us in.
"You get to stay in places like this?" she asked and looked around the room.
"Yeah, cool huh? Do you want a drink?" I asked.
Now I was getting nervous, I didn't want her to think I was like that.
"No thanks," she replied and walked over to me.
I smiled at her and looked away.
I just wanted to touch her so bad! It was killing me that I couldn't.
I kissed her again. This time her hands roamed lower then last time.
I put the bottle of beer down that I was holding and let myself touch her.
My hands roamed up her top to feel her, she pulled me over to then bed. I laid her down softly and continued to kiss her.
***MY POINT OF VIEW***
He kept kissing me. What the hell was I doing? I could not with him.
He stoped kissing me and looked at me. I pushed his hair out of his face.
"I can't," I said in disappointment and looked up.
"Ok," Billie replied and sat up next to me.
"I'm sorry I should go," I said and got up off the bed.
"No, please don't go I want you to stay," he begged.
"I can't stay," I said and lent on the door and looked at him. "Bye," I said and left.
Billie was the most amazing guy I had ever met but he lives over the other side of the world and I just can't fall for someone like him.
I walked down the hall and got in the elevator.
"HOLD THE DOOR!" a guy yelled, it was Mike.
I held the door open for him as he pressed the button.
"Why aren't you very pretty, Mike Dirnt," he said leaned in close.
"I know who you don't worry about the, I know who your best friend is too," I said and looked at the number on the elevator.
"Oh you Breanna, right?" he asked.
"Yeah," I replied.
"Billie told me about you this morning. How are you?" he asked.
"Fine thanks, you?" I answered.
