Buggerfacation, chapter 3
Billie Joe eventually convinced Charlie to get in the van and Frankie and Kat helped her to climb in.
"Oh my God," breathed Frankie as she jumped in behind Charlie.
Kat looked around and sure enough there was Mike looking confused pressed up against the amps and the guitars.
"Yeah Mike! We hit a kid!" called Tre like it happens everyday. "They're gonna ride in back with you"
'A kid?' Sarah thought. She finally got to meet Tre and he calls her a kid?
And Frankie's fingernails are digging so far into your right arm you feel as if theyre going to break to skin and youre going to start bleeding everywhere.
"Frankie! Let go!" Charlie hissed.
"Oh my god," Frankie gasped. "I think I'm going to faint!"
Charlie groaned.
The doors slammed and the place went dark.
Charlie could still hear Frankie's shaky breathing.
"Charlie? Are you sure you're okay?" Kat asked quietly.
"Come on! I'm fine!" Charlie sighed. "If I wasn't then I wouldn't be sitting in Green Day's van... You'd be scraping me off the road with a shovel. And don't worry about my lucky drumsticks..."
Mike hadnt said anything the whole time but Charlie could tell that he was watching them in the darkness.
"Jeez. It's dark in here" Charlie continued stating the obvious.
"Mmm," agreed Frankie quietly.
"Oh my God! Would you stop being so bloody self-concious!" Kat laughed not sure if she should talk to Mike or not. Maybe it was better if she let him speak first so she didn't say anything embarrassing.
The van stopped and Charlie could hear screaming.
"Perhaps you'd better stay here," Mike said suddenly making them all jump.
The doors swung open again and Billie Joe beckoned for them to get out.
Charlie went first.
The bright light stung her eyes.
"I want you to wait backstage okay?" Billie Joe said to Charlie as she stumbled out of the van. "I dont want a kid that's just been hit by a van running around at a concert. You're gonna get hurt."
Charlie gave him a look of hurt disagreement.
"1. I am NOT a kid! I wanna see you play!" She shot at him.
"Your friends can go in if they like" Billie Joe argued. "But you're not."
Charlie shook her head in disbelief.
"What so I have to stay backstage for 3 hours?" She cried.
"Why are you being so difficult?" Billie Joe groaned pulling his guitar out of the van. "Can you please just-"
"Yeah Charlie is it?" Tre asked. "Can you just go backstage. Concerts no big deal. You just get to see us playing for a while."
Charlie sighed and nodded.
"Are you's going in?" she asked Kat and Frankie.
"Can we come backstage and get you afterwards?" asked Frankie. "I really want to see this"
"Sorry, Charlie. It's just a once in a lifetime oppurtunity.
"Fine" hissed Charlie. "Have fun then. I know I will"
Charlie followed Billie Joe, Mike and Tre inside leaving Kat and Frankie standing there lookind worried.
"Oh my God," breathed Frankie as she jumped in behind Charlie.
Kat looked around and sure enough there was Mike looking confused pressed up against the amps and the guitars.
"Yeah Mike! We hit a kid!" called Tre like it happens everyday. "They're gonna ride in back with you"
'A kid?' Sarah thought. She finally got to meet Tre and he calls her a kid?
And Frankie's fingernails are digging so far into your right arm you feel as if theyre going to break to skin and youre going to start bleeding everywhere.
"Frankie! Let go!" Charlie hissed.
"Oh my god," Frankie gasped. "I think I'm going to faint!"
Charlie groaned.
The doors slammed and the place went dark.
Charlie could still hear Frankie's shaky breathing.
"Charlie? Are you sure you're okay?" Kat asked quietly.
"Come on! I'm fine!" Charlie sighed. "If I wasn't then I wouldn't be sitting in Green Day's van... You'd be scraping me off the road with a shovel. And don't worry about my lucky drumsticks..."
Mike hadnt said anything the whole time but Charlie could tell that he was watching them in the darkness.
"Jeez. It's dark in here" Charlie continued stating the obvious.
"Mmm," agreed Frankie quietly.
"Oh my God! Would you stop being so bloody self-concious!" Kat laughed not sure if she should talk to Mike or not. Maybe it was better if she let him speak first so she didn't say anything embarrassing.
The van stopped and Charlie could hear screaming.
"Perhaps you'd better stay here," Mike said suddenly making them all jump.
The doors swung open again and Billie Joe beckoned for them to get out.
Charlie went first.
The bright light stung her eyes.
"I want you to wait backstage okay?" Billie Joe said to Charlie as she stumbled out of the van. "I dont want a kid that's just been hit by a van running around at a concert. You're gonna get hurt."
Charlie gave him a look of hurt disagreement.
"1. I am NOT a kid! I wanna see you play!" She shot at him.
"Your friends can go in if they like" Billie Joe argued. "But you're not."
Charlie shook her head in disbelief.
"What so I have to stay backstage for 3 hours?" She cried.
"Why are you being so difficult?" Billie Joe groaned pulling his guitar out of the van. "Can you please just-"
"Yeah Charlie is it?" Tre asked. "Can you just go backstage. Concerts no big deal. You just get to see us playing for a while."
Charlie sighed and nodded.
"Are you's going in?" she asked Kat and Frankie.
"Can we come backstage and get you afterwards?" asked Frankie. "I really want to see this"
"Sorry, Charlie. It's just a once in a lifetime oppurtunity.
"Fine" hissed Charlie. "Have fun then. I know I will"
Charlie followed Billie Joe, Mike and Tre inside leaving Kat and Frankie standing there lookind worried.
