Road Trip, chapter 2
"Will Riona please come into the audition room now?" a woman with black spiked up hair asked me. I got up and everyone in the room was staring at me. I stumbled, tripping over my feet with nerves. I got lead down a dark corridor with spot lights on the ceiling illuminating the deep ruby red carpet.
"Right, you may go inside now," The woman said and then pushed me through the door.
Green Day were in there, laughing together and just chatting while sitting on and couple of sofas. They were drinking Pepsi while smoking cigarettes.
Billie Joe looked over at me, his green eyes being ever so entrancing, I couldn't help but smile at their beauty... the over all beauty of this man was over whelming...
"... so hot." I whispered under my breath and then cursed. I never meant to say that out loud! Billie Joe is smiling at me now; I guess he gathered I was talking about him; after all he is the only hot guy in the room. Mike and Tré's attention were now on me, after saying that thing about Billie.
"Indeed I am, and don't you know it," Tré said and Mike laughed.
"Yeah, in your dreams, Tré," I said and laughed.
"I don't like her, she's mean! She's not coming on tour with me, no way!" Tré moaned.
"Well if Ri gets through, we'll kick you off," Mike said laughing.
Oh My God! He remembered my name! They didn't just remember my face, or the fact I'm mates with Billie Joe's niece over the internet.
"Haha! Don't tempt me!" Billie Joe laughed.
"Okay Ri, sit down if you want... " Mike invited me and I went to sit in the arm chair across from Green Day.
"NO! Not there!" Tré shouted and I went to sit on the sofa.
"Not the there either!" he screamed again and Billie Joe hit him and I sat on the sofa.
"That joke is getting old now Tré," Mike said sighing.
"Tré, you of all people, to me, would have kept up with the trends," I said smiling. "You do have an image to keep up, but it's slowly slipping... "
"Shut up! And I can only come up with good lines when I'm drunk," Tré demanded.
"Whatever," Billie Joe said and did the "W" sign with his hands.
"Oh I hate that. It's so annoying," Mike sighed. "Estelle has started doing it."
"I know," Billie Joe agreed.
"So why are you doing it then?" I challenged Billie Joe and Mike laughed. "You're influencing the younger generation. You should be ashamed."
"I like Ri. She's ace. Got control. Good on you Ri," Mike said and smiled at me.
"Did I say you could talk? Give me 20 press ups," I joked smiling.
"Cool. Ri, tell us a bit about your evil, toffee, yogurt self," Tré said.
And that's when the nerves kicked in.
"Right, you may go inside now," The woman said and then pushed me through the door.
Green Day were in there, laughing together and just chatting while sitting on and couple of sofas. They were drinking Pepsi while smoking cigarettes.
Billie Joe looked over at me, his green eyes being ever so entrancing, I couldn't help but smile at their beauty... the over all beauty of this man was over whelming...
"... so hot." I whispered under my breath and then cursed. I never meant to say that out loud! Billie Joe is smiling at me now; I guess he gathered I was talking about him; after all he is the only hot guy in the room. Mike and Tré's attention were now on me, after saying that thing about Billie.
"Indeed I am, and don't you know it," Tré said and Mike laughed.
"Yeah, in your dreams, Tré," I said and laughed.
"I don't like her, she's mean! She's not coming on tour with me, no way!" Tré moaned.
"Well if Ri gets through, we'll kick you off," Mike said laughing.
Oh My God! He remembered my name! They didn't just remember my face, or the fact I'm mates with Billie Joe's niece over the internet.
"Haha! Don't tempt me!" Billie Joe laughed.
"Okay Ri, sit down if you want... " Mike invited me and I went to sit in the arm chair across from Green Day.
"NO! Not there!" Tré shouted and I went to sit on the sofa.
"Not the there either!" he screamed again and Billie Joe hit him and I sat on the sofa.
"That joke is getting old now Tré," Mike said sighing.
"Tré, you of all people, to me, would have kept up with the trends," I said smiling. "You do have an image to keep up, but it's slowly slipping... "
"Shut up! And I can only come up with good lines when I'm drunk," Tré demanded.
"Whatever," Billie Joe said and did the "W" sign with his hands.
"Oh I hate that. It's so annoying," Mike sighed. "Estelle has started doing it."
"I know," Billie Joe agreed.
"So why are you doing it then?" I challenged Billie Joe and Mike laughed. "You're influencing the younger generation. You should be ashamed."
"I like Ri. She's ace. Got control. Good on you Ri," Mike said and smiled at me.
"Did I say you could talk? Give me 20 press ups," I joked smiling.
"Cool. Ri, tell us a bit about your evil, toffee, yogurt self," Tré said.
And that's when the nerves kicked in.
