Dead tacos and free..., chapter 1

"Lizzie, Lizzie let's get busy," Tre sung as he woke up. He laughed and got out of bed.

Life as Tre Cool was good. He was officially the world's hottest and best drummer. After making his 16th CD with Green Day he had got awarded a roast ham and a hug off the president, who was found dead later that day, he had fallen in love with a girl called Lizzie. She was all he ever thought about. Just thinking about her made him shake. He knew they were only friends.

"I wonder if she's up yet..." Tre muttered to himself.

He walked into the kitchen to see Frankito wearing a spider man costume.

"Morning mini me," Tre said with a smile.

"TRE! DID YOU FEED THE DOG MY MAKE UP?!" screamed his ex-wife, Claudia.

"Mommy's gonna eat you!" said Frankito cutely.

Tre looked scared and ran outside into the street. Then he saw her.

Lizzie was sat on his car. His expensive brand new car!

"Hey Mr. Cool." she said and laughed at the look on his face.

"Lizzie? Why are you on my car?!"

"Nice car, drummer man."

She laughed and hugged him tightly.


Tre's P.O.V.

Should I kiss her?! What would she do?!

Does she love me?!

He was saved from having to decide because she pulled away and smiled at him happily. That smile almost melted him.

"Can you give me a lift to the park?" she asked sweetly.

"Why do you wanna go there?!" he said looking confused.

Lizzie was not the sort of girl that enjoys looking at plats for hours.

Didn't she have a pollen allergy?

She grinned evilly and laughed.

"I have a date."

Tre frowned. Not this old game again.

"Who's better than me? I'm the sexiest, cutest, nicest, funniest, best looking, most talented person you know!"

Again she laughed.

"I have a date, with Mike."