Why is life so bad for posers?, chapter 3
...Billie Joe falling in love with me!! YEAH RIGHT! Like that would ever happen.
We walked to the parking lot and there was Billies BMW. It was shiny and black, I want a car just like that when im older. He opened the door for me and I got in. The inside smelt of leather. I new car. We left the parking lot and drove to Tres house.
*AT TRE'S*
He got out and opened the door for me. How sweet. We walked to the garage and we walked inside.
"Want a coke?" he asked.
"Sure."
Billie tossed me a coke and we drank together until Tre came down in his boxers.
"Whoa Billie boy, you never said you would bring a lady to practice," I just stared at his boxers. White with red hearts. Tre looked down.
"Whoops!" he ran back into the house. A short while later, Mike came. He looked tired.
"Before we start...." Mike was cut off by Billie.
".... You need coffee."
"Yes, I do. Where's Tre?" asked Mike.
"Went to go change, he couldnt play drums in his boxers in front of one of my students," said Billie.
"This is Emily Joe."
Mike took a glance at me.
"Emily Joe? Like in Billie Joe?" he asked.
"Yeh," I said.
"Armstrong," I said quickly.
They both stared at me.
"Serious?" said Mike.
"Yeh."
How could I lie to my idols? I'm such a poser!
Tre came back in wearing shorts and no shirt.
I stared.
"Never seen a guy without a shirt Emily?" asked Mike grinning.
My eyes left Tre to focus on Mike.
"I have," I said.
Mike took his shirt off.
I stared and Billie and Tre laughed.
I looked at them.
Billie got up and got his guitar and Mike got his bass.
Tre walked to his drum set.
"Ok Emily, what should we play?" asked Billie.
"Good Riddance," I said.
They played and they sounded amazing!
Billie kept looking over at me and same with Tre.
Mike focused on the music.
When they finished the song, Mike ran into the house.
"Wheres he going?" I asked Tre.
"Coffee," he answered.
We went into the house after Mike and watched him staring at the kettle.
"Tre, why cant you get a real coffee machine like Billie Joe?" asked Mike not taking his eyes off the kettle.
"Because that coffee tastes like shit and I like kettle coffee better. Also, Mike? The kettle isn't plugged in," said Tre.
I laughed so hard and Mike gave the kettle a mean look.
He pluged it in and continued to stare.
Me and Billie left Tre and Mike alone in the kitchen and made our way into the living room. We sat on Tres old leather couch and turned on the TV. Billie put his arm around my shoulders and I welcomed the warmth of his body. I slowly closed my eyes and fell asleep.
When I woke up, I saw a pair of green eyes staring into mine. I also realized I was in a bed. I lifted my head up and looked at Billie Joe.
"While you were aleep, we tied Mike to a chair and ducktaped him. We walso took his coffee away. Tre is down there with feathers in his hair and is running around Mike. Last time I saw Mike was freaking out so he tipped over."
I smiled at Billie.
"Lets go see," I said.
We went down and i saw Mike ducktaped to a chair that was tiped over. Tre was running around with feathers in his hair and he was also in his boxers again. Tre stopped and walked into the kitchen. He soon retured with ice cubes. Mike eyed him and made muffled screames. I tried to keep myself from laughing.
Billie went to a table where a cup of coffee was and he started to drink it. Mikes muffled sceames got louder as he saw his coffee. Tre put some ice cubes in Mikes pants and stood back. The duck tape on Mikes mouth came off and Mike screamed. I laughed so hard I needed to be supported by a chair to stand. Billie spit the coffee out back into the cup and he burst out laughing.
Soon Mike was untied and was drinking a new cup of coffee, keeping it as far from Billie as possible. These guys were amazing. My new posie, my friends. These guys were safe to be with, no drugs. What could possibly go wrong?
We walked to the parking lot and there was Billies BMW. It was shiny and black, I want a car just like that when im older. He opened the door for me and I got in. The inside smelt of leather. I new car. We left the parking lot and drove to Tres house.
*AT TRE'S*
He got out and opened the door for me. How sweet. We walked to the garage and we walked inside.
"Want a coke?" he asked.
"Sure."
Billie tossed me a coke and we drank together until Tre came down in his boxers.
"Whoa Billie boy, you never said you would bring a lady to practice," I just stared at his boxers. White with red hearts. Tre looked down.
"Whoops!" he ran back into the house. A short while later, Mike came. He looked tired.
"Before we start...." Mike was cut off by Billie.
".... You need coffee."
"Yes, I do. Where's Tre?" asked Mike.
"Went to go change, he couldnt play drums in his boxers in front of one of my students," said Billie.
"This is Emily Joe."
Mike took a glance at me.
"Emily Joe? Like in Billie Joe?" he asked.
"Yeh," I said.
"Armstrong," I said quickly.
They both stared at me.
"Serious?" said Mike.
"Yeh."
How could I lie to my idols? I'm such a poser!
Tre came back in wearing shorts and no shirt.
I stared.
"Never seen a guy without a shirt Emily?" asked Mike grinning.
My eyes left Tre to focus on Mike.
"I have," I said.
Mike took his shirt off.
I stared and Billie and Tre laughed.
I looked at them.
Billie got up and got his guitar and Mike got his bass.
Tre walked to his drum set.
"Ok Emily, what should we play?" asked Billie.
"Good Riddance," I said.
They played and they sounded amazing!
Billie kept looking over at me and same with Tre.
Mike focused on the music.
When they finished the song, Mike ran into the house.
"Wheres he going?" I asked Tre.
"Coffee," he answered.
We went into the house after Mike and watched him staring at the kettle.
"Tre, why cant you get a real coffee machine like Billie Joe?" asked Mike not taking his eyes off the kettle.
"Because that coffee tastes like shit and I like kettle coffee better. Also, Mike? The kettle isn't plugged in," said Tre.
I laughed so hard and Mike gave the kettle a mean look.
He pluged it in and continued to stare.
Me and Billie left Tre and Mike alone in the kitchen and made our way into the living room. We sat on Tres old leather couch and turned on the TV. Billie put his arm around my shoulders and I welcomed the warmth of his body. I slowly closed my eyes and fell asleep.
When I woke up, I saw a pair of green eyes staring into mine. I also realized I was in a bed. I lifted my head up and looked at Billie Joe.
"While you were aleep, we tied Mike to a chair and ducktaped him. We walso took his coffee away. Tre is down there with feathers in his hair and is running around Mike. Last time I saw Mike was freaking out so he tipped over."
I smiled at Billie.
"Lets go see," I said.
We went down and i saw Mike ducktaped to a chair that was tiped over. Tre was running around with feathers in his hair and he was also in his boxers again. Tre stopped and walked into the kitchen. He soon retured with ice cubes. Mike eyed him and made muffled screames. I tried to keep myself from laughing.
Billie went to a table where a cup of coffee was and he started to drink it. Mikes muffled sceames got louder as he saw his coffee. Tre put some ice cubes in Mikes pants and stood back. The duck tape on Mikes mouth came off and Mike screamed. I laughed so hard I needed to be supported by a chair to stand. Billie spit the coffee out back into the cup and he burst out laughing.
Soon Mike was untied and was drinking a new cup of coffee, keeping it as far from Billie as possible. These guys were amazing. My new posie, my friends. These guys were safe to be with, no drugs. What could possibly go wrong?
