A Green Day Story, chapter 13
I continued to stare at the stars, feeling a deep content lieing in the arms of the man I loved... Billie Joe Armstrong.
"Amy..." He whispered tenderly into my ear, "I think we better get back to Mike. Either he's picked up a girl, or he's bored to death..."
"Or drunk out of his mind!" I added with a small laugh and kissed Billie on the cheek. I didn't want to go, and I could feel he didn't want to either, but we had to. Mike was still in the Kafe. I grabbed his hand and stood, pulling him up with me, and we walked slowly, hand in hand, back into the Kafe Zero.
"Billie! Amy!" Mike yelped, hugging us. "I didn't know where you went!"
"Did you check outside?" Billie asked, and I poked Mike hard in the ribs.
"No..." Mike frowned.
"Well, that's where we were!" I grinned, looking up to the empty stage.
"Wasn't there a band playing before?" Billie asked, pointing to the stage.
"Yeah, but the lead vocalist is a dumbass and stage dove off the stage and like the people moved out of the way and he hit the ground and was out cold." Mike explained. "So now everyone's upset... They love listening to live bands as opposed to the recordings."
"Oooh... Hey, why don't you guys perform?" I suggested.
"Will they let us?" Billie inquired.
"Maybe. I dunno." I shrugged.
"Besides... We don't have Tre." Mike added.
"Whatever, I'll be right back." I said, walking away. Returning about five minutes later, Billie and Mike looked at me with confused faces.
"Alright. I just found, and talked to, the manager of this place. He says it's alright, but you better be good." I smiled.
"We are good, dammit. We play at Gilman all the time, and they love us. But we don't have a drummer."
"I can fix that." I said, and climbed onto the stage. Grabbing the Mike from it's stand, I cleared my throat.
"Alright people! Give it up for Green Day!" I shouted into the Mike, and helped Billie Joe and Mike onto the stage. I handed Billie Joe the Mike and sat behind the drumset that the last band left up onstage.
"You can play drums?" Billie Joe turned around and asked me.
"Uh-huh!" I nodded violently and picked up the drumsticks.
"What can't you do?" He smirked, and I just smiled.
"I can't... Play the hermonica."
"Heh. Ok. You people out there fucking ready to rock?!" Billie shouted. The whole audience screamed as Billie began to play the beginning to Disappearing Boy. Surprisingly, Amy knew the drums to the song, and the rest of the songs they played. It was about half an hour later when they finished their last song.
I jumped off the stage, and leaned against it. Billie Joe climbed down beside and kissed my cheek.
"You have an amazing voice, Billie." I said over the loudness of the techno music the dj was playing.
"Thank you, thank you very much," Billie replied with his Elvis immitaion. I giggled and hugged him.
"Look what I can do!" Mike shouted, obviously drunk, and began to dance crazy to the beat of the techno music.
"Oooh! I wanna join!" I screeched, and jumped onto his back. Surprisingly, he held me there, and we ran around through the crowd of dancers. We toppled over and fell onto one girl who had been dancing. Mike landed on her, and I landed on Mike.
"Oh, I'm so sorry!" I shouted, jumping up off of Mike and brushing myself off.
" 'Tis all right." The girl said. She had shoulder length brown hair with green and purple streaks. Her eyes were steel blue, and she had an eyebrow piercing and one ear had two lobe piercings, and the other had three and one in the cartilage. Eyeliner bordered her eyes, and a thick choker rested loosely around her neck. She had on a black tube top with a red button down shirt open over it, and black guy's shorts. On her feet were black and red Vans and on her hands were black fingerless gloves. Her nails were pained black and it was chipping. Mike helped her up and smiled.
"Good." I nodded and smiled as Billie Joe came over to see what had happened.
"My name's Allison." The girl replied, and held out a hand. I took it and smiled.
"Amelia. But call me Amy."
"I'm Mike, and this is Billie Joe." Mike took her hand next, and gestured to Billie as he introduced him.
"You guys were amazing onstage." Allison smiled.
"Thanks. We were surprised that Amy could play the drums so well," Billie said.
"Oh. She's not you're normal drummer?"
"Nope." Mike shook his head.
"Well, we better get going." I said, "I'm beginning to get a headache from the music, and I'm worried about Ashley."
"Alright. Maybe we can hang out sometime, become better friends?" Allison suggested, pulling out a pen and a crumpled paper from her back pocket and scribbling down her phone number.
"Okii. See ya," I said, taking the paper and shoving itinto my pocket and gave her a hug.
"Bye bye!" She said as we all turned our backs and walked out of the club.
"Oh, I'm exhausted!" I groaned as we reached my house. "You guys wanna come in?"
"Uh... Sure." Billie Joe shrugged. They'd never really been to my house. We walked in through the front door. I noticed the tv was on in the living room, so I quetly walked over to the couch to see the sleeping form of Ashley. I gently brushed the hair out of her face and pried the remote out of her fingers, being extra careful not to wake her. She twitched, and I froze, but she just fell back into her deep slumber. I switched off the television and walked over to Billie and Mike. I gestured them through a hall to the staircase. Along the walls of the hall were pictures.
Billie Joe and Mike stopped before a small cluster of the pictures.
"Wow... This is around when we first met last year." Mike pointed to one. In it we were all sitting at the bench at school where we would always hang out. Mike was sitting in the middle, Tre on his left, Billie on his right. I was behind him with my arms loosely around his neck, my head resting on his right shoulder, and grinning happily.
"I love this pic." Billie pointed to one from graduation day. We had fallen into the fountain at the park we had run to right after we graduated. In the picture I'm leaning against Billie Joe, and we're both soaked. In the background you can see Mike and Tre splashing water at each other.
I laughed at this, and looked at one from back in Miami. I was sitting in the back alleyway of a club, Ashley sat besides me. There were four other guys sitting around us, Kyle was taking the picture. Ashley and I were holding a box over our heads with red writing which read "The Kaffe Krystal St. Valentine's Massacre Fest: Presenting Radio (and the Two Obsessed Fangirls)."
"Ha. This is Weeman," I pointed to the guy on the furthest right, he had long hair and a red hat, "He's only 12. This is Lex," I pointed to the guy sitting next to me in the picture, he had an afro and wore an open leather jacket, "Me, Ashley, Zakk," I pointed to a guy with glasses and a small red mohawk, "And Raul." I pointed to another guy with an afro that covered most of his face.
"Oooh..." Mike said quietly.
"They're a local band in Miami called Radio. They are amazing. This is at Kaffe Krystal. A club in Miami. Awesome place." I informed them, reminiscing upon the shows there.
"Alright. Let's go upstairs. If you guys want, you can stay the night." I offered.
"Alrighty." Billie said.
"Wahey!" I said and raced up the stairs, Billie and Mike close behind.
"Welcome to my room," I threw open the door and plopped onto my bed. I sighed and looked around. My walls were purple and covered in posters. There was one of Blink182, and three of animes.
Billie Joe walked over to my boom box and pressed play. Some Japanese music began to play. I smiled and began to sing.
" Ikutsu namida o nagashitara every heart sunao ni nareru darou dare ni omoi tsutaetara every heart kokoro mita sareru no darou..." I laughed when he turned it off.
"Inuyasha music. Sorry, I love anime songs." I laughed.
"I'm tired as fuck. Where could I sleep?" Mike asked.
"Guest room..." I muttered and showed him the way there. Billie Joe stayed in my room looking at random trinkets I had laying around.
I trudged back in and fell onto the bed. Yawning loudly, I sat back up and pulled off my shoes. Billie Joe sat beside me and kissed me on the cheek.
"You can stay in here tonight," I told him, and took off my bra under my shirt. I pulled off my jeans and put on a pair of baggy black shorts and slipped under the covers of my bed. Billie Joe shortly joined me, but he slept over the covers. I turned off the lamp that sat on my desk and fell asleep right away.
Billie Joe sat awake for a few minutes more. He stroked my hair and kissed my forehead, then layed down and put an arm around me, and fell asleep as well.
"Amy..." He whispered tenderly into my ear, "I think we better get back to Mike. Either he's picked up a girl, or he's bored to death..."
"Or drunk out of his mind!" I added with a small laugh and kissed Billie on the cheek. I didn't want to go, and I could feel he didn't want to either, but we had to. Mike was still in the Kafe. I grabbed his hand and stood, pulling him up with me, and we walked slowly, hand in hand, back into the Kafe Zero.
"Billie! Amy!" Mike yelped, hugging us. "I didn't know where you went!"
"Did you check outside?" Billie asked, and I poked Mike hard in the ribs.
"No..." Mike frowned.
"Well, that's where we were!" I grinned, looking up to the empty stage.
"Wasn't there a band playing before?" Billie asked, pointing to the stage.
"Yeah, but the lead vocalist is a dumbass and stage dove off the stage and like the people moved out of the way and he hit the ground and was out cold." Mike explained. "So now everyone's upset... They love listening to live bands as opposed to the recordings."
"Oooh... Hey, why don't you guys perform?" I suggested.
"Will they let us?" Billie inquired.
"Maybe. I dunno." I shrugged.
"Besides... We don't have Tre." Mike added.
"Whatever, I'll be right back." I said, walking away. Returning about five minutes later, Billie and Mike looked at me with confused faces.
"Alright. I just found, and talked to, the manager of this place. He says it's alright, but you better be good." I smiled.
"We are good, dammit. We play at Gilman all the time, and they love us. But we don't have a drummer."
"I can fix that." I said, and climbed onto the stage. Grabbing the Mike from it's stand, I cleared my throat.
"Alright people! Give it up for Green Day!" I shouted into the Mike, and helped Billie Joe and Mike onto the stage. I handed Billie Joe the Mike and sat behind the drumset that the last band left up onstage.
"You can play drums?" Billie Joe turned around and asked me.
"Uh-huh!" I nodded violently and picked up the drumsticks.
"What can't you do?" He smirked, and I just smiled.
"I can't... Play the hermonica."
"Heh. Ok. You people out there fucking ready to rock?!" Billie shouted. The whole audience screamed as Billie began to play the beginning to Disappearing Boy. Surprisingly, Amy knew the drums to the song, and the rest of the songs they played. It was about half an hour later when they finished their last song.
I jumped off the stage, and leaned against it. Billie Joe climbed down beside and kissed my cheek.
"You have an amazing voice, Billie." I said over the loudness of the techno music the dj was playing.
"Thank you, thank you very much," Billie replied with his Elvis immitaion. I giggled and hugged him.
"Look what I can do!" Mike shouted, obviously drunk, and began to dance crazy to the beat of the techno music.
"Oooh! I wanna join!" I screeched, and jumped onto his back. Surprisingly, he held me there, and we ran around through the crowd of dancers. We toppled over and fell onto one girl who had been dancing. Mike landed on her, and I landed on Mike.
"Oh, I'm so sorry!" I shouted, jumping up off of Mike and brushing myself off.
" 'Tis all right." The girl said. She had shoulder length brown hair with green and purple streaks. Her eyes were steel blue, and she had an eyebrow piercing and one ear had two lobe piercings, and the other had three and one in the cartilage. Eyeliner bordered her eyes, and a thick choker rested loosely around her neck. She had on a black tube top with a red button down shirt open over it, and black guy's shorts. On her feet were black and red Vans and on her hands were black fingerless gloves. Her nails were pained black and it was chipping. Mike helped her up and smiled.
"Good." I nodded and smiled as Billie Joe came over to see what had happened.
"My name's Allison." The girl replied, and held out a hand. I took it and smiled.
"Amelia. But call me Amy."
"I'm Mike, and this is Billie Joe." Mike took her hand next, and gestured to Billie as he introduced him.
"You guys were amazing onstage." Allison smiled.
"Thanks. We were surprised that Amy could play the drums so well," Billie said.
"Oh. She's not you're normal drummer?"
"Nope." Mike shook his head.
"Well, we better get going." I said, "I'm beginning to get a headache from the music, and I'm worried about Ashley."
"Alright. Maybe we can hang out sometime, become better friends?" Allison suggested, pulling out a pen and a crumpled paper from her back pocket and scribbling down her phone number.
"Okii. See ya," I said, taking the paper and shoving itinto my pocket and gave her a hug.
"Bye bye!" She said as we all turned our backs and walked out of the club.
"Oh, I'm exhausted!" I groaned as we reached my house. "You guys wanna come in?"
"Uh... Sure." Billie Joe shrugged. They'd never really been to my house. We walked in through the front door. I noticed the tv was on in the living room, so I quetly walked over to the couch to see the sleeping form of Ashley. I gently brushed the hair out of her face and pried the remote out of her fingers, being extra careful not to wake her. She twitched, and I froze, but she just fell back into her deep slumber. I switched off the television and walked over to Billie and Mike. I gestured them through a hall to the staircase. Along the walls of the hall were pictures.
Billie Joe and Mike stopped before a small cluster of the pictures.
"Wow... This is around when we first met last year." Mike pointed to one. In it we were all sitting at the bench at school where we would always hang out. Mike was sitting in the middle, Tre on his left, Billie on his right. I was behind him with my arms loosely around his neck, my head resting on his right shoulder, and grinning happily.
"I love this pic." Billie pointed to one from graduation day. We had fallen into the fountain at the park we had run to right after we graduated. In the picture I'm leaning against Billie Joe, and we're both soaked. In the background you can see Mike and Tre splashing water at each other.
I laughed at this, and looked at one from back in Miami. I was sitting in the back alleyway of a club, Ashley sat besides me. There were four other guys sitting around us, Kyle was taking the picture. Ashley and I were holding a box over our heads with red writing which read "The Kaffe Krystal St. Valentine's Massacre Fest: Presenting Radio (and the Two Obsessed Fangirls)."
"Ha. This is Weeman," I pointed to the guy on the furthest right, he had long hair and a red hat, "He's only 12. This is Lex," I pointed to the guy sitting next to me in the picture, he had an afro and wore an open leather jacket, "Me, Ashley, Zakk," I pointed to a guy with glasses and a small red mohawk, "And Raul." I pointed to another guy with an afro that covered most of his face.
"Oooh..." Mike said quietly.
"They're a local band in Miami called Radio. They are amazing. This is at Kaffe Krystal. A club in Miami. Awesome place." I informed them, reminiscing upon the shows there.
"Alright. Let's go upstairs. If you guys want, you can stay the night." I offered.
"Alrighty." Billie said.
"Wahey!" I said and raced up the stairs, Billie and Mike close behind.
"Welcome to my room," I threw open the door and plopped onto my bed. I sighed and looked around. My walls were purple and covered in posters. There was one of Blink182, and three of animes.
Billie Joe walked over to my boom box and pressed play. Some Japanese music began to play. I smiled and began to sing.
" Ikutsu namida o nagashitara every heart sunao ni nareru darou dare ni omoi tsutaetara every heart kokoro mita sareru no darou..." I laughed when he turned it off.
"Inuyasha music. Sorry, I love anime songs." I laughed.
"I'm tired as fuck. Where could I sleep?" Mike asked.
"Guest room..." I muttered and showed him the way there. Billie Joe stayed in my room looking at random trinkets I had laying around.
I trudged back in and fell onto the bed. Yawning loudly, I sat back up and pulled off my shoes. Billie Joe sat beside me and kissed me on the cheek.
"You can stay in here tonight," I told him, and took off my bra under my shirt. I pulled off my jeans and put on a pair of baggy black shorts and slipped under the covers of my bed. Billie Joe shortly joined me, but he slept over the covers. I turned off the lamp that sat on my desk and fell asleep right away.
Billie Joe sat awake for a few minutes more. He stroked my hair and kissed my forehead, then layed down and put an arm around me, and fell asleep as well.
