Rotting, chapter 2
Billie and Mike were looking at me, sitting on Tre's lap, and him with his hands under my shirt.
"It's about time," said Billie, "you guys were startin' to annoy me."
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Well, you've both liked each other for what? Three years now? And you've both been tip-toeing around each other like nothing's going on," said Mike.
"Well. We're sorry if we don't just walk up to people and ask them if they want to screw us like you do, Billie," said Tre with a smile.
"Whatever. Anyway, mum said that it's time to go to sleep," said Billie.
"More like 'get to fuckin' sleep before you all sleep on the lawn' actually," said Mike.
We set up all the mattresses and sleeping bags on the floor. Billie had brought down a huge bowl of popcorn, and we put it in the middle of our little circle set up. Tre and I pushed our mattresses together to make a double bed sort of thing.
"Hey you two," said Billie to Tre and I, "no sex while I'm in the room. Okay?'
"Awww, Bill," Tre whined.
"What if you join? Can we do it then?" I asked playfully.
"I'm going to sleep," said Mike taking a last hand full of popcorn and snuggling into his sleeping bag.
"Me too," said Billie. Within minutes the pair were asleep. It was cold in Billie's basement so I snuggled into Tre's arms.
"I love you, Tre," I said to him, giving him a kiss.
"I love you too, Reez. I love you so much," he replied, kissing me back. And we fell asleep in each other's arms.
I woke up early the next morning. I sat up and looked around at Tre, sleeping peacefully. He could of passed as an angel, except he had one of his trademark cheeky grins on his face.
"Hey, beautiful," he whispered,
"Hey, sexy," I replied, giving him a small kiss.
"Aww, is that all I get?" he asked with a small pout.
"Shh. Come here and help me."
Billie and Mike were sleeping only centimetres apart. I bent down next to Billie and motioned to Tre to do the same to Mike.
"Billie," I whispered in his ear, "there's a sexy girl lying next to you completely naked. She wants you to kiss her."
"Mikey. Mikey," Tre whispered in Mike's ear, "there's a super hot naked porn star lying next to you. She wants you Mikey."
"Give her a hug Billie," I whispered as Billie stretched out his arm and wrapped it around Mike.
"Quick, Mike, kiss her. That's her arm around you. Come on, before she leaves," Tre whispered. Soon enough Mike was millimetres away from kissing Billie and he was getting closer.
CLICK!
"Huh? What's going...AAAH! MIKE! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!" cried Billie.
"What am I doing? What the fuck are you doing with your arm round me?" yelled Mike. Tre and I were almost pissing ourselves laughing.
"You fuckers," said Billie.
"I think they make a great couple. How 'bout you Tre?" I said, holding out a polaroid picture.
"Lovely. I always said they were made for each other," said Tre through laughter.
"Give me that," growled Mike. "What the fuck did you do to us?"
"A little bit of dream manipulation, my dear," I said, "even though you're asleep, your brain is still working, so we decided to give it a challenge."
Mike and Billie jumped up and tried to get the photo out of my hands.
"Uh-uh. Naughty boys, no snatching," I said, holding the photo above my head.
"Yoink," cried Mike, using his height to snatch the photo out of my hands. It was no real trouble for him to do that, because he was about 5 foot 10 and I was just 5 foot 3.
"Hey, Billie, I'm hungry," said Tre.
"Well let's go upstairs and raid the kitchen. I think there's some pop-tarts in the cupboard."
"Pop-tarts? I love pop-tarts!" cried Mike.
We went upstairs and found some pop-tarts in the cupboards. We cooked them up and went into Billie's living room to watch some TV.
"So what are we going to do for our first official day of the holidays?" asked Billie with a mouth full of chocolate pop tart.
"Mum said I'm not allowed to do anything until I clean my room," I said.
"Same," said Tre.
"I've got the choice of staying home by myself or going to grandma's for a family reunion," said Mike. "Guess what I'll be choosing."
"Well, that's it. First we'll go to Reeza's, then to Tre's for room cleaning duties. Then we'll stay at Mike for the rest of the holidays," said Billie, putting his last piece of pop tart in his mouth. Tre was still eating; he was up to his third pop tart, and Mike was on to his second cup of coffee.
When Tre had finally stopped eating, we set off to my house so we could get it clean and get to Mike's. When we got to my house, there was an unfamiliar car outside. This was no surprise. It was probably one of my mum's one night stand boyfriends again.
"Ohh, Reeza. I'm not going in if your mum and her boyfriend are running around the house naked again," said Billie stopping dead at the sight of the car.
"Wouldn't put it past the stupid slut," I said angrily under my breath. It was because of Mum running around the house naked with one of her man whores that caused my parents to split up, and Mum and I moving here. I chose to live with Mum because Dad was a fuck head who always spoke to me as if I was five. That and his new girlfriend Kate moved in with him a week after he and Mum split up. She brought her two teenage kids to live with her, too.
"Alright guys, as soon as we walk in the house just keep you eyes on the person in front of you, just in case Mum is running around naked. I'll go first," I said as I opened the door. I walked in and looked around.
"The coast is clear."
"Quick, lets get up, clean, and go. I don't like the feeling here," said Tre grabbing my hand. He was right. The house was quiet. Too quiet. There were a couple of suitcases in the living room. Something was going on, and I didn't think I'd like it. We snuck upstairs just in case Mum was asleep.
"We made it to your room without seeing something that will haunt our lives forever," Mike said with a grin. Everytime the guys came over, either my mother was running through the house naked, or there were things on the floor that shouldn't ever be seen outside the bedroom. I opened the door and stopped dead.
"Oh my God..." I said.
"What?" asked Tre from behind me. I had completely blocked the door when I saw the person in my room.
"HOOTERS!" I screamed, throwing myself at another old friend and giving her a bone-crushing hug.
"DOOKIE!" she cried back. We were both jumping around in my room screaming and hugging.
"What the fuck?" asked Mike with a puzzled expression.
"Guys, this is another old friend of mine, Allegra or Hooters. Hooters, meet Tre, Billie, and Mike," I said.
"Hey," said Tre and Mike. Billie was standing with his mouth hanging open staring at Hooters.
"Eyes off them, Billie Joe Armstrong," I scolded Billie playfully. He'd had the same reaction that every guy had when they first meet Hooters. She's tall, beautifully built, and has HUGE breasts.
"It's alright Dooks," said Hooters with a huge, red, embarrassed face.
"How many nicknames do you have, Reeza?" asked Tre, putting his arms around my waist.
"Heaps. Different ones for different people," I said. "Now no more wasting time, we gotta clean this room and then get to Tre's. And don't think that you're getting out of it, Hooters. You're gonna help clean and tell me why the hell you were standing in my room, going through my wardrobe."
We got my room done in no time. Hooters wasn't saying anything about why she was in town. She just said she felt like visiting someone. We didn't even have to clean Tre's room, he just wanted to go home and get some money and food and used cleaning as an excuse for forgetting his wallet. We started walking to Mike's house.
-Billie's Point of View-
Jesus Christ. Hooters has some hooters. And it's not only them. She's beautiful and funny. Very funny. She hasn't even known us for an hour, and she's cracking the world's funniest jokes, and her and Reeza are talking about their old school. I'm gonna ask her out tonight, so Mike doesn't get to her first. He and Tre get heaps of girls because of their blue eyes. Heaps of chicks go for blue eyes over green. Hooters has big, beautiful, brown eyes and long, brown hair with ringlets. Beautiful.
-Mike's Point of View-
Awww. Billie has a crush on Reeza's friend. I can tell stuff like that so early it's scary. I bet he's gonna ask her out tonight. She's pretty, but she's not my type.
"It's about time," said Billie, "you guys were startin' to annoy me."
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Well, you've both liked each other for what? Three years now? And you've both been tip-toeing around each other like nothing's going on," said Mike.
"Well. We're sorry if we don't just walk up to people and ask them if they want to screw us like you do, Billie," said Tre with a smile.
"Whatever. Anyway, mum said that it's time to go to sleep," said Billie.
"More like 'get to fuckin' sleep before you all sleep on the lawn' actually," said Mike.
We set up all the mattresses and sleeping bags on the floor. Billie had brought down a huge bowl of popcorn, and we put it in the middle of our little circle set up. Tre and I pushed our mattresses together to make a double bed sort of thing.
"Hey you two," said Billie to Tre and I, "no sex while I'm in the room. Okay?'
"Awww, Bill," Tre whined.
"What if you join? Can we do it then?" I asked playfully.
"I'm going to sleep," said Mike taking a last hand full of popcorn and snuggling into his sleeping bag.
"Me too," said Billie. Within minutes the pair were asleep. It was cold in Billie's basement so I snuggled into Tre's arms.
"I love you, Tre," I said to him, giving him a kiss.
"I love you too, Reez. I love you so much," he replied, kissing me back. And we fell asleep in each other's arms.
I woke up early the next morning. I sat up and looked around at Tre, sleeping peacefully. He could of passed as an angel, except he had one of his trademark cheeky grins on his face.
"Hey, beautiful," he whispered,
"Hey, sexy," I replied, giving him a small kiss.
"Aww, is that all I get?" he asked with a small pout.
"Shh. Come here and help me."
Billie and Mike were sleeping only centimetres apart. I bent down next to Billie and motioned to Tre to do the same to Mike.
"Billie," I whispered in his ear, "there's a sexy girl lying next to you completely naked. She wants you to kiss her."
"Mikey. Mikey," Tre whispered in Mike's ear, "there's a super hot naked porn star lying next to you. She wants you Mikey."
"Give her a hug Billie," I whispered as Billie stretched out his arm and wrapped it around Mike.
"Quick, Mike, kiss her. That's her arm around you. Come on, before she leaves," Tre whispered. Soon enough Mike was millimetres away from kissing Billie and he was getting closer.
CLICK!
"Huh? What's going...AAAH! MIKE! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!" cried Billie.
"What am I doing? What the fuck are you doing with your arm round me?" yelled Mike. Tre and I were almost pissing ourselves laughing.
"You fuckers," said Billie.
"I think they make a great couple. How 'bout you Tre?" I said, holding out a polaroid picture.
"Lovely. I always said they were made for each other," said Tre through laughter.
"Give me that," growled Mike. "What the fuck did you do to us?"
"A little bit of dream manipulation, my dear," I said, "even though you're asleep, your brain is still working, so we decided to give it a challenge."
Mike and Billie jumped up and tried to get the photo out of my hands.
"Uh-uh. Naughty boys, no snatching," I said, holding the photo above my head.
"Yoink," cried Mike, using his height to snatch the photo out of my hands. It was no real trouble for him to do that, because he was about 5 foot 10 and I was just 5 foot 3.
"Hey, Billie, I'm hungry," said Tre.
"Well let's go upstairs and raid the kitchen. I think there's some pop-tarts in the cupboard."
"Pop-tarts? I love pop-tarts!" cried Mike.
We went upstairs and found some pop-tarts in the cupboards. We cooked them up and went into Billie's living room to watch some TV.
"So what are we going to do for our first official day of the holidays?" asked Billie with a mouth full of chocolate pop tart.
"Mum said I'm not allowed to do anything until I clean my room," I said.
"Same," said Tre.
"I've got the choice of staying home by myself or going to grandma's for a family reunion," said Mike. "Guess what I'll be choosing."
"Well, that's it. First we'll go to Reeza's, then to Tre's for room cleaning duties. Then we'll stay at Mike for the rest of the holidays," said Billie, putting his last piece of pop tart in his mouth. Tre was still eating; he was up to his third pop tart, and Mike was on to his second cup of coffee.
When Tre had finally stopped eating, we set off to my house so we could get it clean and get to Mike's. When we got to my house, there was an unfamiliar car outside. This was no surprise. It was probably one of my mum's one night stand boyfriends again.
"Ohh, Reeza. I'm not going in if your mum and her boyfriend are running around the house naked again," said Billie stopping dead at the sight of the car.
"Wouldn't put it past the stupid slut," I said angrily under my breath. It was because of Mum running around the house naked with one of her man whores that caused my parents to split up, and Mum and I moving here. I chose to live with Mum because Dad was a fuck head who always spoke to me as if I was five. That and his new girlfriend Kate moved in with him a week after he and Mum split up. She brought her two teenage kids to live with her, too.
"Alright guys, as soon as we walk in the house just keep you eyes on the person in front of you, just in case Mum is running around naked. I'll go first," I said as I opened the door. I walked in and looked around.
"The coast is clear."
"Quick, lets get up, clean, and go. I don't like the feeling here," said Tre grabbing my hand. He was right. The house was quiet. Too quiet. There were a couple of suitcases in the living room. Something was going on, and I didn't think I'd like it. We snuck upstairs just in case Mum was asleep.
"We made it to your room without seeing something that will haunt our lives forever," Mike said with a grin. Everytime the guys came over, either my mother was running through the house naked, or there were things on the floor that shouldn't ever be seen outside the bedroom. I opened the door and stopped dead.
"Oh my God..." I said.
"What?" asked Tre from behind me. I had completely blocked the door when I saw the person in my room.
"HOOTERS!" I screamed, throwing myself at another old friend and giving her a bone-crushing hug.
"DOOKIE!" she cried back. We were both jumping around in my room screaming and hugging.
"What the fuck?" asked Mike with a puzzled expression.
"Guys, this is another old friend of mine, Allegra or Hooters. Hooters, meet Tre, Billie, and Mike," I said.
"Hey," said Tre and Mike. Billie was standing with his mouth hanging open staring at Hooters.
"Eyes off them, Billie Joe Armstrong," I scolded Billie playfully. He'd had the same reaction that every guy had when they first meet Hooters. She's tall, beautifully built, and has HUGE breasts.
"It's alright Dooks," said Hooters with a huge, red, embarrassed face.
"How many nicknames do you have, Reeza?" asked Tre, putting his arms around my waist.
"Heaps. Different ones for different people," I said. "Now no more wasting time, we gotta clean this room and then get to Tre's. And don't think that you're getting out of it, Hooters. You're gonna help clean and tell me why the hell you were standing in my room, going through my wardrobe."
We got my room done in no time. Hooters wasn't saying anything about why she was in town. She just said she felt like visiting someone. We didn't even have to clean Tre's room, he just wanted to go home and get some money and food and used cleaning as an excuse for forgetting his wallet. We started walking to Mike's house.
-Billie's Point of View-
Jesus Christ. Hooters has some hooters. And it's not only them. She's beautiful and funny. Very funny. She hasn't even known us for an hour, and she's cracking the world's funniest jokes, and her and Reeza are talking about their old school. I'm gonna ask her out tonight, so Mike doesn't get to her first. He and Tre get heaps of girls because of their blue eyes. Heaps of chicks go for blue eyes over green. Hooters has big, beautiful, brown eyes and long, brown hair with ringlets. Beautiful.
-Mike's Point of View-
Awww. Billie has a crush on Reeza's friend. I can tell stuff like that so early it's scary. I bet he's gonna ask her out tonight. She's pretty, but she's not my type.
