I don't get what I love about him. I just do., chapter 2
After the argument with Tre, I really didn't know what else to say next so we kind of just sat on the couch in silence.
"Don't you believe in clocks?"
"Tre, I have one in my room."
He picked himself off of the couch and walked into my bedroom. He came back out of my room and stood there with car keys in his hand.
"Where are you going?"
"I'm not tellin you."
Tre smirked at me and then grabbed the door knob with his hand and pulled it open.
"Tre, I'm not even going to do anything, just tell me where your going.
"Ok, fine, I'm going to pick Billie up because we have band practice to go to in 20 minutes."
I sat there on the couch feeling the excitement getting ready to burst out of my mouth.
"Well, there isn't anything for me to do, you were just going to leave me here all alone in this big empty house?"
Tre smiled at me. I guess I wasn't really good with holding anything back.
"Tre please let me come."
He looked at me as if he wasn't to sure about taking me. I sounded like a little kid wanting to go to the store.
"Fine, I'll wait while you make yourself look beautiful for Billie."
"Don't I look beautiful already?" I said with a sarcastic voice.
"So, you mean to tell me you want to leave to go get Billie and not primp just a little bit?"
I stood there for a second trying to make it seem like I didn't need to look perfect to get Billie Joe, but my feet already took me to the bathroom. I threw on some eyeliner and put my hair back, some curls came out in the front but I didn't really care. It actually didn't look to bad. I ran into my room and grabbed my black and white converse beside the bed. I put them on and walked back out into the living room.
"You all ready to see Biiiiilliiieee."
Tre made smooching sounds and I'll admit, I was starting to get mad at Tre.
"I swear if you tell Billie I'll......."
"Oh, come on, I wont tell him anything."
I walked right beside Tre hearing that little voice go off in my head, walk right, act cool, act like you don't care, act like everything is normal. Tre said something under his breath when I was going over my routine.
"What did you say?"
"I said, if you must know, that I wont tell you anything either."
"What do you mean you won't tell me anything?"
"It means what you just said, I wont tell you anything either."
I didn't want to push Tre into telling me. I thought he meant that Billie could possibly like me too, but I didn't want to think that and then have him say something horrible, so I just kept my mouth shut. We got into Tre's little blue beat up car, the paint starting to scratch off.
"Don't look at my car like that."
"I didn't look at your car like that."
"Tell me what you mean by "like that" because I think you did look at it like that."
"Tre, lets just get out of here."
He pulled out of the drive way and knocked over my neighbor's trash can.
"Tre, do you have a license?"
"Umm, well, that is the part that I forgot to tell you."
"Forgot to tell me?"
"Yah well you see it all started in......"
"Tre, let me drive."
He pulled over without saying a word, well he did hit a mail box if that counts by saying something. We switched seats as Tre sat in the back.
"You do realize that you are going to be sitting by Billie right?"
"I don't care, I know how to handle myself."
The truth was, I hadn't really thought about that, at the moment I was thinking about my life but now, now I was thinking about my future too. I pulled up to the curb to see two double doors open. Billie came walking out and looked into the car. His friend was behind him.
"Hey, Uhh, Tre, isn't this your car."
"Billie it's a long story."
"Hey!"
Billie's friend yelled behind him.
"You still gonna ride with me?"
Billie looked in at me and turned back around to his friend. He walked off the curb and back to his friend. Great, he was going to ride with him. Billie walked back and when his back was to his friend, his friend held up a thumb at me and smiled and started laughing. Billie got into the car and I started to laugh. He turned around at his friend and made some sort of gesture. He got into the car and smiled up at me.
"So, are we going to band practice?"
"Don't you believe in clocks?"
"Tre, I have one in my room."
He picked himself off of the couch and walked into my bedroom. He came back out of my room and stood there with car keys in his hand.
"Where are you going?"
"I'm not tellin you."
Tre smirked at me and then grabbed the door knob with his hand and pulled it open.
"Tre, I'm not even going to do anything, just tell me where your going.
"Ok, fine, I'm going to pick Billie up because we have band practice to go to in 20 minutes."
I sat there on the couch feeling the excitement getting ready to burst out of my mouth.
"Well, there isn't anything for me to do, you were just going to leave me here all alone in this big empty house?"
Tre smiled at me. I guess I wasn't really good with holding anything back.
"Tre please let me come."
He looked at me as if he wasn't to sure about taking me. I sounded like a little kid wanting to go to the store.
"Fine, I'll wait while you make yourself look beautiful for Billie."
"Don't I look beautiful already?" I said with a sarcastic voice.
"So, you mean to tell me you want to leave to go get Billie and not primp just a little bit?"
I stood there for a second trying to make it seem like I didn't need to look perfect to get Billie Joe, but my feet already took me to the bathroom. I threw on some eyeliner and put my hair back, some curls came out in the front but I didn't really care. It actually didn't look to bad. I ran into my room and grabbed my black and white converse beside the bed. I put them on and walked back out into the living room.
"You all ready to see Biiiiilliiieee."
Tre made smooching sounds and I'll admit, I was starting to get mad at Tre.
"I swear if you tell Billie I'll......."
"Oh, come on, I wont tell him anything."
I walked right beside Tre hearing that little voice go off in my head, walk right, act cool, act like you don't care, act like everything is normal. Tre said something under his breath when I was going over my routine.
"What did you say?"
"I said, if you must know, that I wont tell you anything either."
"What do you mean you won't tell me anything?"
"It means what you just said, I wont tell you anything either."
I didn't want to push Tre into telling me. I thought he meant that Billie could possibly like me too, but I didn't want to think that and then have him say something horrible, so I just kept my mouth shut. We got into Tre's little blue beat up car, the paint starting to scratch off.
"Don't look at my car like that."
"I didn't look at your car like that."
"Tell me what you mean by "like that" because I think you did look at it like that."
"Tre, lets just get out of here."
He pulled out of the drive way and knocked over my neighbor's trash can.
"Tre, do you have a license?"
"Umm, well, that is the part that I forgot to tell you."
"Forgot to tell me?"
"Yah well you see it all started in......"
"Tre, let me drive."
He pulled over without saying a word, well he did hit a mail box if that counts by saying something. We switched seats as Tre sat in the back.
"You do realize that you are going to be sitting by Billie right?"
"I don't care, I know how to handle myself."
The truth was, I hadn't really thought about that, at the moment I was thinking about my life but now, now I was thinking about my future too. I pulled up to the curb to see two double doors open. Billie came walking out and looked into the car. His friend was behind him.
"Hey, Uhh, Tre, isn't this your car."
"Billie it's a long story."
"Hey!"
Billie's friend yelled behind him.
"You still gonna ride with me?"
Billie looked in at me and turned back around to his friend. He walked off the curb and back to his friend. Great, he was going to ride with him. Billie walked back and when his back was to his friend, his friend held up a thumb at me and smiled and started laughing. Billie got into the car and I started to laugh. He turned around at his friend and made some sort of gesture. He got into the car and smiled up at me.
"So, are we going to band practice?"
