The Good, the Bad, and the Time of Our Lives, chapter 1

"Ha, ha, bitches! I'm the queen of the world! Now bow down to me!" I commanded.
My name's Susan, but I'm called Suzie. I live in Oakland, California, and I'm going to be a junior at my high school. I pretty much hate my school and everyone in it except for my older brother and my two best friends (though I don't like my brother much either). I'm in a band with my best friends and I play the bass and do the lead vocals for it. Lizzie plays the guitar and does the background vocals. Lizzie doesn't like her name, so she makes me call her Liz. Then there's Izzy, who plays the drums. We were playing a game (I know, we're pretty immature) while my older brother Alex was at football practice. He's a senior and my mom won't let me drive yet, so I have to go practically everywhere with him if I want to get out of the house, which is pretty much all the time.
Liz and Izzy gave me dirty looks when I told them to bow down to me. They hate it when I win against them. Liz gave me the finger, too. I just grinned at the both of them.
"Suzie, when is your asshole of a brother going to be finished with football?" Izzy asked. "We need to practice."
"He's supposed to be done by now, but you know how he is," I said.
"Yeah, slow as hell," Liz and Izzy said in unison. I laughed.
I jumped down from the rock I was on and glanced at the football field. Our school loves sports, but I'm not really a fan of watching games, I'd rather be in the action.
I went and sat down next to my gig bag for my bass. I had my bass with me because I had new strings put in at the Guitar Center a couple blocks away. I love my bass to death, and I just couldn't leave it in the car where I couldn't see it.
"Hey, there's your brother," Izzy pointed in his direction.
"Finally," Liz murmured. "Tell him to hurry his ass up."
"Hey! Hurry the fuck up!" I yelled at Alex.
"Ah, fuck you!" he yelled back. "Go get in the car."
I grabbed my bass and motioned to my friends to follow me to the car. As I was walking, I looked at all the football players leaving practice. The usual jocks- big, buff, and stupid, my brother included.
"Hey, who's that kid? Never seen him before," I heard Liz say. I looked again at the jocks, and I saw who she meant. He was a little bit smaller than the others, but he still looked muscular. He had blue hair. He looked kind of cute, though I didn't say this out loud.
"Don't know," I said to Liz's question.
When we got to my brother's car, I saw that kid again. He was leaning against the fence with two other guys. One was tall, blonde, and handsome. He was ripped; I could see his abs through his t-shirt, and they were great. The other guy had green hair and piercing blue eyes. He was cute, and so was his smile.
"Hey, ladies," said the green-haired one in a sexy way. I rolled my eyes so he couldn't see. The only guys who say that to me and my friends don't mean it.
I opened the trunk to my brother's blue Camero and put my bass in it.
"What you got there?" the blonde guy asked me, looking into the trunk.
"My bass," I said, closing the trunk. "Why you want to know?"
"Bass? Rad. I play bass, too," he said as my friends came over next to me. "By the way, my name's Mike." He held out his hand.
"My name's Susan, but call me Suzie," I said as I took his hand. He had a strong hold on me, and his hand was so warm.
"This is Liz," I said indicating my friend. "And this is Izzy." I nodded my head towards Izzy. He shook their hands, too.
"My two friends here are Billie Joe and Frank," he said, first pointing to the blue-haired boy, then the green-haired one.
"Call me Tre," Frank said.
"Okay," I said as I shook his hand.
"Or, you can call me Sex Machine," he said getting closer to me and grinning and giving me butterflies. I smiled half-heartedly back at me.
"Tre! Jeez, you're such a horny little bastard," Billie Joe yelled. "She doesn't want to fuck you!" What Billie Joe didn't know is that I wanted to do just that.
"Every lady wants to get with me, Billie. Don't hate me because I'm beautiful!" Tre said, acting like he was swinging his hair back. My friends and I laughed.
"Susan, get in the car, we have to go," my brother said. He scared the shit out of me.
"Don't call me Susan, Alex. Could you do that one little thing for your sister, please?" I asked him. He just got into the driver's seat.
"Um, it was nice meeting you all," Liz said.
"Yeah, hope to see you again sometime," Izzy said, going to the car door.
"Bye, guys," I said, waving and following my friends. Mike, Tre, and Billie waved back and started walking away.
Once my friends and I were settled into the car we started talking about those three guys and how awesome they were.

*Billie Joe's P.O.V.*
Mike, Tre, and I were going to my house. As we walked, I couldn't stop thinking of those girls. I don't blame Tre for getting so close to them.
"Damn, those chicks were hella hot," Tre said with his hands in his pockets.
"Yeah," Mike said. I nodded in agreement.
"If you got the chance to fuck one, who would it be?" Tre asked, grinning at Mike and me.
"What the fuck, Tre?" I said, laughing. Mike smiled at Tre.
"Do you always think with your dick?" Mike asked him sarcastically.
"Well, it's about ten times bigger than my brain, so, yeah," Tre answered, looking at his pants.
"Then your brain must be the size of a flea," I said, grinning evilly. Tre flipped me the bird, but he was smiling.
*End of Billie Joe's P.O.V.*

The next day...
Today was the first day of school, which fucking sucks. I got in the car and was waiting for Alex to get out of the house. He is so damn slow!
When we got to school, I hopped out of the car. His car really needs to be cleaned out, and I hate it, but it's the only way to get to school. I ran over to Liz and Izzy.
"Hey! How's it hanging?" I said to them.
"I hate school," Liz said. "It fucking reeks."
"Yeah, I know," Izzy said. Both of them were frowning.
"It's not that bad," I said. Liz and Izzy gave me weird looks.
"I mean, we might see those guys we met yesterday." This made them happier.
"Man, they were hot," Liz said, daydreaming. I started laughing. So did Izzy.
"Shit! Don't tell them I said that!" Liz said with a worried look.
"Oh, I won't," I said with an evil grin, then added more seriously, "I promise."
"Yeah, me too, as long as you don't tell them I love their eyes," Izzy said. We all laughed.
"The three of us had three classes all together, but only one class together today. My locker was a couple hallways away from Liz and Izzy's lockers, which sort of sucked because I had to walk down halls with everyone staring at me and me only. When I got to it, I put in the combination.
"Hey, hot stuff," a voice whispered in my ear.
"Holy shit!" I yelled, almost falling over into a trash can next to me. There was Tre, smiling his sweet smile.
"You scared the fuck out of me," I told him, wiping my shirt off.
"Aww, I'm sorry," he said, going to his locker, which was right next to mine. "Anyways, great to see you."
"Same to you," I said. I was still a little pissed off at Tre, but who couldn't love that adorable smile of his?
"Who's your homeroom teacher?" he asked me while putting his books away.
"Mr. Johnson. You?" I asked.
"Me too!" he said. He seemed really happy about that. I smiled. Tre might be a horny little pervert, but he was also really sweet.
"Where are Billie and Mike?" I asked.
"Billie's a couple hallways from us, and Mike's is a couple lockers from his," Tre said, opening his locker and putting his stuff away. "What about Liz and Izzy?"
"Probably right by Mike's and Billie's lockers," I said laughing. I grabbed my supplies and shut my locker.
"Ready?" I asked Tre. He nodded and we walked off to homeroom.

*Izzy's P.O.V.*
Liz and I went to our lockers, which were right next to each other.
"Cool, our lockers are right next to each other," Liz said. I nodded.
"Hey, Liz! Hey, Izzy!" someone said. I turned around to see who it was. Billie Joe and Mike waved at us. I nudged Liz, who was putting her stuff away, and waved. Billie went to the locker next to Liz, and Mike went to the locker on the other side of me. Mike smiled in greeting. I smiled back.
"Where's Suzie?" Billie asked Liz.
"Her locker is a hallway down from ours," Liz answered.
"Same with Tre," Mike said.
"Bet you anything their lockers are right next to each other," I said. Everyone laughed.
"So, who are your homeroom teachers?" Billie asked Liz and me.
"Um, let me check," Liz said, taking out her schedule. "I've got Ms. Thomas."
"Me too!" I said happily.
"Me three!" Mike said, waving his schedule in the air like it was a sign of peace.
"Me quattro!" Billie said. We all laughed. Wow, Billie has the cutest laugh...
*End of Izzy's P.O.V.*

Tre and I were the last people in the room, so we got the worst seats—right next to the teacher's desk. I made Tre sit closer to the teacher than me because Mr. Johnson scared me. I whispered this in Tre's ear before we sat down. He grinned.
Mr. Johnson introduced himself in the most annoying voice. It was really high-pitched, and he had a lisp. Those two things together are horrible (apart, they aren't so bad). Thankfully, another teacher interrupted him.
"Mr. Johnson, could I speak to you for a moment?" the teacher asked.
"Of course, Ms. Thomas," Mr. Johnson replied. "Class, I'll be right back." Then he left the room.
It was quiet for a tenth of a second.
"Hey, little whore," a girl said to me. But it wasn't just any girl that said this. It was Stephanie Stayback, who has been my arch-enemy since third grade.
When Tre heard her call me a whore, he looked at me out of the corner of his eye.
"Looks like you've got another fag following you around," Stephanie said in her most vile voice. She was trying her hardest to piss me off, and I usually would've ignored her, but when she insulted Tre, it was just too much for me, even though I barely knew Tre.
"Shut the fuck up, Stephanie. You know nothing about my friend, but then again, you don't know any fucking thing," I said while slowly turning around to face her. She gave me a dirty look, but she walked up to pencil sharpener. Another battle won! After this, everyone in the room started talking.
"What the fuck is up with her? Seems like her boyfriend doesn't do enough in bed," Tre said while staring at Stephanie's ass. I rolled my eyes. Its times like these that make me want to slap Tre, and I guess he noticed my anger because he stopped staring and looked at me.
"You know, Suzie, your really pretty," he said wearing an innocent face. He looked like a little kid who had just broken his mom's favorite vase. What girl couldn't fall for those baby blue eyes?
"Thanks Tre," I said, but I wasn't smiling.
Right then, Stephanie was walking between me and Tre, who did something so funny and so sweet that I had to forgive him. He stuck his foot out in front of Stephanie, and she fell straight down on her face. Then the teacher walked back into the classroom.
"Ms. Stayback, I'd really prefer you not to fly across the room. It's very inappropriate. I'm sorry, but you're getting a detention," Mr. Johnson said. It was almost impossible to hold back my laughter. I looked over at Tre and smiled. He winked at me.

*Mike's P.O.V.*
"We're really lucky, Mike," Billie said to me so only I could hear. "We have lockers by really hot girls, and we have homeroom with them."
I nodded in agreement. Liz and Izzy were really hot, and their personalities matched.
"C'mon you guys! We're late enough already," Izzy said, grabbing my arm and pulling me into the room while Liz did the same to Billie.
For some reason, I knew this day wouldn't be so bad.
*End of Mike's P.O.V.

At lunch...
Liz, Izzy, and I got our lunches before Billie Joe, Mike, and Tre, so we saved them seats at our table. Not like we needed to, though; no one would have taken them from us or sat with us, which I was happy about.
"I'm starving!" Tre said when he sat down. Then he practically inhaled his bread sticks. I sat there with my mouth open, entranced by Tre's eating abilities.
"What?" he asked after swallowing hard. That look like it had hurt.
"You ate that whole bread stick in one bite. That's fucking amazing," I said in a voice of awe.
"Well, I am pretty amazing," he said while brushing his shoulders off. "All the time, if you catch my drift," he added, wiggling his eyebrows. I laughed.
"So, how were your first classes?" Mike asked everyone at our table.
"Sucked," Liz and Izzy said one after the other.
"Boring," Billie replied.
"Horrible," I said with a sigh.
"Pretty damn sexy, if I say so myself," Tre said proudly.
"What? The word 'adolescent' makes you horny?" Billie asked Tre sarcastically. A grin flashed across Tre's face.
"Maybe... " he said. All of us laughed. Tre, Billie, and Mike could brighten anyone's day.
"I'm surprised we've never met you three before," Mike said.
"Yeah, same to you guys," I said. It was pretty weird because none of us were new to this school.
"Don't matter, because we know each other now," Billie said.
"Wish we could've met sooner though," Liz said with a sigh. That's one sign she's going to daydream.
"Anyways," Mike said after a minute or so, bringing Liz back to reality. "Do you three want to come to Billie's house after school today?"
I raised my eyebrows at Liz and Izzy. That's how I ask them yes or no. Both of them nodded.
"Sure," I said. "But I have to tell my brother before I go."
"Cool," Billie said.
The bell rang.
"Damn, that was short," Tre said as everyone from our table stood up.
"Always is," Izzy said, stretching.
"One more class, then the first day of hell is over," I said, more to myself than anyone else. It made my friends a little less tired.

After school...
"Finally!" I heard Tre yell. Everyone in our hall turned to watch him as he ran to his locker. He over ran his destination a bit, and had to run back.
"Wow, Tre. Was your last class really that boring?" I asked him as I closed my locker.
"Eh, not boring, just extremely hard to live through," he said. "You try staying calm when all you can think about is a really hot chick that you've just... " he stopped and blushed. I never thought Tre would be ashamed or blush because of a hot girl, he just doesn't seem the type to do those things. Wait, was he talking about me?
"Tre, come on!" Billie yelled. He ran over to Tre and me. "You're still at your locker? Mike thought you might've gone to take a shit, but you know you can do that at my place."
"You coming?" Tre asked me. He was talking about going to Billie's.
"Of course! I've just got to tell my brother I'm not staying after school with him," I said, smiling. How could Tre think I wouldn't go with him?
"Well, Liz and Izzy are out in the car with Mike. We'll wait for you out front," Billie said.
"M'kay," I said, picking my backpack up from the floor.
"I'll come with you," Tre said.
"Well, don't stop to fuck her, Tre. You'll take fifteen more minutes than you need," Billie said. Tre looked at Billie with a hurt expression on his face.
"Billie! You know that I take longer than fifteen minutes!" Tre said, wagging his finger at Billie. He and I laughed.
"C'mon, Tre. My brother is probably worried by now," I said, though I highly doubted it. I grabbed his hand and pulled him down the hallway. He giggled like a little school girl and winked at me. I grinned back at him.

*Liz's P.O.V.*
Mike honked the horn.
"Where the fuck are they? Billie's mom needs this car. She'll be pissed if she's late to her meeting," he said while watching the parking lot for any signs of Billie, Tre, or Suzie.
"Don't worry, Mike," I said, putting a hand on his shoulder and squeezing it. God, what great muscles he's got!
Mike smiled. Then he turned around in his seat.
"Izzy, you play drums, right?" he asked her. She nodded 'yes.'
"Sweet," he said. "Show me what you can do when we get to Billie's, alright?"
"Sure. Our band will do a few songs we wrote," she replied.
"Cool," Mike said, smiling. Izzy and I were probably thinking the same thing—Mike has such a handsome smile!
BAM!
"Shit!" I screamed. My heart was racing as I looked around for the source of the noise. Billie was outside of the car laughing. Then he got into the back seat.
"Billie, what the fuck did you do?" Mike asked in an exasperated voice.
"I ran into the window. I wanted to see all of your reactions, and I've got to say, Liz's was the funniest," Billie Joe said while pointing at me. I blushed.
"Billie, you shouldn't have scared Liz. She never did anything to you," Mike said while giving me a hug. Aww, Mike was so sweet!
*End of Liz's P.O.V.*

*Tre's P.O.V.*
"So," I said casually as Suzie literally dragged me along. "Your brother is in football?"
"Yeah, and he's like any other jock at this school—stupid," Suzie said. It seems like she doesn't really like her brother.
"So, he's stupid. What else is he?" I asked. I would have to get to know Suzie and people close to her if I wanted to be closer.
"Well, he's usually nice. Sometimes he can be an ass, though," she sighed. "And he can be a little bitchy at times."
"Sounds like every girl I've ever dated," I said. I was about to say 'every girl I've ever done,' but I know better than to piss Suzie off now.
She laughed.
We walked in silence for another minute or two. She was still pulling me down the halls. I don't like to waste my drumming energy on running or walking, but for Suzie, I would; at least for six minutes.
"Alex!" Suzie yelled. "I'm not staying with you. I'm going to, um, a friend's house."
"Who's that with you?" Alex asked.
Wow, Alex was big. I mean, he was huge! He scared the living piss out me, big time. He looked like he was an ape's cousin. He was hairy, big, and muscular. Suzie was the total opposite of him. She had a great sense of style, great skin, beautiful hair; she was just an extraordinary girl, and so unlike her brother.
"A close friend of mine," Suzie said coldly, pulling me closer to her. "Why?"
Alex turned and left at this. Suzie stood there for a moment or so, staring what where Alex had just been before looking down at her shoes.
"I'm sorry about him. He's really rude, and he doesn't like any of my friends," she said. "It's not just you."
"Well, this world is full of assholes," I said pushing her head up and putting an arm around her. She smiled even though she had a few tears in her eyes. "There's no need to be ashamed of your brother. Well, not for the way he acts, at least. But I wouldn't want to see a face like that more than once a day."
Suzie giggled. She and I stared into each other's eyes. There aren't many girls that I've dated who've done this. A few, but most of them wanted to make out or fuck, so I went with their wants. But looking into this girl's eyes... it just felt so right.
"Oh! We've got to get going, Tre! Billie, Mike, Liz, and Izzy are going to be pissed if we take any longer," Suzie said after shaking her head a couple of times. I had to do the same to take my eyes away from her precious face.
"Right, let's go," I said. I took her hand in mine and we started running. We got to the front of the school in no time.
"Hurry up, you two! My mom is going to be pissed off at me, and I'm going to take it out on the both of you!" Billie shouted from the car with his hands around his mouth. Then he sat down and shut the door. Suzie and I ran over.
"Ladies first," I said with a wink as I opened the car door for Suzie. She slid gracefully in.
"Thanks," she said. "Sorry it took so long. My brother wouldn't shut his mouth."
Suzie and I locked eyes for a moment at these words, and then she turned away.
"So, Billie, how far do you live from the school?" Izzy asked.
"About fifteen minutes from here, not far," he said. Izzy nodded.
"Tre?" Liz said, turning to look at me. "What really held you and Suzie up?"
"Like Suzie said, her brother wouldn't shut his mouth. Its' like wanted me or something. Every time we tried to leave, he made us talk some more. But I don't fuck gorillas," I said. Everybody laughed.
"What about that one girl, Tre?" Mike said. I looked at him. Would Suzie hate me if she knew that I've been around the block a few times?
"Uh, which one?" I asked, thinking back to all the girls I've fucked. There have been quite a few, even though I'm not seventeen just yet.
"The one you scored while you were drunk," he said. I glanced at Suzie. She didn't look mad, but girls have a secret ability to hide their feelings really well.
"Oh yeah! Mike, it was dark! I can't even remember what she looked like... She was average in bed, though," I said in a thoughtful way.
"Wow, Tre," Suzie said, laughing. "Is that how you judge every girl? By how she is in bed?"
"Well, almost every girl... almost," I said, which was true. I could tell Suzie was a great person, though I still wanted to bone her.
Suzie smiled at me.
"Well," she said with a slight sigh. "That's better than all girls."
*End of Tre's P.O.V.*