A Green Day Story, chapter 4
"So.... Billie Joe. Who's this girl you want us to meet so badly?" Mike asked, poking Billie in the ribs. He chuckled and pushed Mike's hand away.
"She's.... absolutely awesome." Billie Joe breathed out.
"Ickle Billiekins has a crush!!" Tre teased.
"Shut it, Frank." He recoiled.
"I said not to call me that!" Tre squeeled and smacked Billie over the head with a pillow. Just then, I rang the doorbell to Billie's house. I heard him jump up and run to the door. He pulled it open and smiled at me. I just laughed and walked in and plopped down on the couch in between Mike and Tre.
"Amy, this is Tre-"
"Hey." Tre nodded to me.
"-and Mike." Mike shook my hand.
"A pleasure to meet you." He said to me. I smiled and looked at either of them. They looked pretty nice.
"So... I'm Amy." I said, but it was obvious that Billie Joe had already bragged about me. I chuckled to myself and leaned back on the couch. "What're we gonna do?"
"Uhm... .we can watch tv, play video games, or sit and do nothing." Billie suggested.
"Let's play truth or dare!" I said, smiling. "It may sound childish I know, but it could be fun!"
"Sure!" They all said at once and I slipped off the couch and onto the floor. Tre and Mike did the same, and Billie Joe joined us. We sat in a messed up circle.
"Tre, you first." I said.
"Okay.... Billie Joe, Truth or Dare?"
"Uh.... dare!"
"I dare you to....." Tre thought for a minute then laughed to himself, an evil glisten appeared in his eyes. "to make out with Mike!"
"UGH! NO!" Billie Joe yelled and scooted further away from Mike.
"Hey! Whaddid I ever do to you, Tre?!?!?!" Mike squeeled. I fell backwards laughing so hard.
"Hey, it's either that or put one of my socks in your mouth." Tre smirked.
"Ew!" Billie Joe winced at the thought of having to smell Tre's repulsive socks that he hasn't washed in a year and wore for three months straight now.
"You decide..." Tre smirked again and I gave him a high five for such an evil plot.
"Fine fine.... Mike?" Billie Joe looked over at Mike. Mike flinched and sighed.
"Fine! But for only two seconds then I will make you PAY!" Mike yelled. I squeeled with anticipation. Mike closed his eyes really tight, as did Billie, and leaned in.
"Remember, you have to use tongue!" I said and giggled. Billie Joe shot me an evil glare and they did it. I laughed really hard and two seconds later they stopped. "Now THAT was priceless!"
"Haha...my turn!" Billie smirked. "Amy. Truth or dare!"
"............dare!" My eye twitched as I awaited what task I had to do. I told myself I would do the dare no matter how disgusting, no matter how repulsive...
"I dare you to.....tell us your bra size then flash us." Billie smiled.
"That's not so bad. I'm a 34c cup and here..." I pulled up my shirt, but not my bra.
"When I said 'flash us', I meant without the bra." He smirked.
"Fine..." I pulled up my shirt and bra then pulled it back down.
"Nice..." Billie Joe said and I smacked him upside the head.
"Hey, Amy, we're all sleeping over here, so d'ya wanna stay?" Mike asked.
"The night?" I inquired.
"Yup."
"Okii...I'll call my dad and ask him to bring over my clothes." I smiled and pulled out my cell.
"Mike! Who're you to invite people over to MY house?!" Billie screeched.
"You're best friend."
"Ugh.... fine..." Billie Joe stood and walked into the kitchen.
"Hey, daddy? Can I sleep over my friend's house tonight? Billie Joe. He's my new friend. He doesn't live very far...Bring me my bad kitty pajama bottoms, clothes, my converse, and anything else." I gave him the directions to Billie's house and sat down on the couch.
"Heh... you trust your dad to pick out clothes for you to wear tomorrow. He'll probably pick out something girly." Tre smiled.
"No... he knows what I like, and he's cool, he wouldn't do that." Billie Joe returned just then with a couple of bags of chips and a six pack of root beer and a six pack of coke, and dip for the potatoe chips. I grabbed a can of root beer and opened it, taking a quick swig of it and letting out a sigh of satisfaction.
"So you called your dad?" Billie asked, opening his own can of root beer.
"Yupp. I can stay." I smiled and opened the bag of Ruffles and dipped one into the french onion dip.
"Cool..." Billie Joe grabbed the remote control and turned on the tv. He flipped through the channels and stopped on cartoons; Tom and Jerry to be exact.
"I haven't watched this in a while..." I said and stared at the tv while stuffing my face with sour cream and onion chips.
"Yay!" Tre jumped up and down in his seat and grinned. "I love this show!"
"But it's so repetitive..." Mike said, opening his second can of coke.
"Which makes it so.... mesmerising..." Billie Joe stared at the tv. This went on for hours (it was a Tom and Jerry marathon).
I let out a huge burp and fell over laughing.
"Nice one." Tre smirked and made his own huge burp.
"Mine was better..." I said.
"No mine was!"
"Mine!"
"Mine!"
"Mine!"
"MINE!!!" Tre jumped up and tackled me and started to tickle me. I laughed so hard then attacked him. He jumped up and ran around screaming like a little girl and I chased after him. Billie Joe and Mike just stared before they joined in the running, screeching, and giggling. This went on for an hour before we all dropped to the floor exhausted.
"That.... was so.... fucking..... fun!" I said in between breaths.
"Hell.... yeah...." Tre nodded violently and I giggled. About half an hour later, we all just fell asleep where we lay.
"She's.... absolutely awesome." Billie Joe breathed out.
"Ickle Billiekins has a crush!!" Tre teased.
"Shut it, Frank." He recoiled.
"I said not to call me that!" Tre squeeled and smacked Billie over the head with a pillow. Just then, I rang the doorbell to Billie's house. I heard him jump up and run to the door. He pulled it open and smiled at me. I just laughed and walked in and plopped down on the couch in between Mike and Tre.
"Amy, this is Tre-"
"Hey." Tre nodded to me.
"-and Mike." Mike shook my hand.
"A pleasure to meet you." He said to me. I smiled and looked at either of them. They looked pretty nice.
"So... I'm Amy." I said, but it was obvious that Billie Joe had already bragged about me. I chuckled to myself and leaned back on the couch. "What're we gonna do?"
"Uhm... .we can watch tv, play video games, or sit and do nothing." Billie suggested.
"Let's play truth or dare!" I said, smiling. "It may sound childish I know, but it could be fun!"
"Sure!" They all said at once and I slipped off the couch and onto the floor. Tre and Mike did the same, and Billie Joe joined us. We sat in a messed up circle.
"Tre, you first." I said.
"Okay.... Billie Joe, Truth or Dare?"
"Uh.... dare!"
"I dare you to....." Tre thought for a minute then laughed to himself, an evil glisten appeared in his eyes. "to make out with Mike!"
"UGH! NO!" Billie Joe yelled and scooted further away from Mike.
"Hey! Whaddid I ever do to you, Tre?!?!?!" Mike squeeled. I fell backwards laughing so hard.
"Hey, it's either that or put one of my socks in your mouth." Tre smirked.
"Ew!" Billie Joe winced at the thought of having to smell Tre's repulsive socks that he hasn't washed in a year and wore for three months straight now.
"You decide..." Tre smirked again and I gave him a high five for such an evil plot.
"Fine fine.... Mike?" Billie Joe looked over at Mike. Mike flinched and sighed.
"Fine! But for only two seconds then I will make you PAY!" Mike yelled. I squeeled with anticipation. Mike closed his eyes really tight, as did Billie, and leaned in.
"Remember, you have to use tongue!" I said and giggled. Billie Joe shot me an evil glare and they did it. I laughed really hard and two seconds later they stopped. "Now THAT was priceless!"
"Haha...my turn!" Billie smirked. "Amy. Truth or dare!"
"............dare!" My eye twitched as I awaited what task I had to do. I told myself I would do the dare no matter how disgusting, no matter how repulsive...
"I dare you to.....tell us your bra size then flash us." Billie smiled.
"That's not so bad. I'm a 34c cup and here..." I pulled up my shirt, but not my bra.
"When I said 'flash us', I meant without the bra." He smirked.
"Fine..." I pulled up my shirt and bra then pulled it back down.
"Nice..." Billie Joe said and I smacked him upside the head.
"Hey, Amy, we're all sleeping over here, so d'ya wanna stay?" Mike asked.
"The night?" I inquired.
"Yup."
"Okii...I'll call my dad and ask him to bring over my clothes." I smiled and pulled out my cell.
"Mike! Who're you to invite people over to MY house?!" Billie screeched.
"You're best friend."
"Ugh.... fine..." Billie Joe stood and walked into the kitchen.
"Hey, daddy? Can I sleep over my friend's house tonight? Billie Joe. He's my new friend. He doesn't live very far...Bring me my bad kitty pajama bottoms, clothes, my converse, and anything else." I gave him the directions to Billie's house and sat down on the couch.
"Heh... you trust your dad to pick out clothes for you to wear tomorrow. He'll probably pick out something girly." Tre smiled.
"No... he knows what I like, and he's cool, he wouldn't do that." Billie Joe returned just then with a couple of bags of chips and a six pack of root beer and a six pack of coke, and dip for the potatoe chips. I grabbed a can of root beer and opened it, taking a quick swig of it and letting out a sigh of satisfaction.
"So you called your dad?" Billie asked, opening his own can of root beer.
"Yupp. I can stay." I smiled and opened the bag of Ruffles and dipped one into the french onion dip.
"Cool..." Billie Joe grabbed the remote control and turned on the tv. He flipped through the channels and stopped on cartoons; Tom and Jerry to be exact.
"I haven't watched this in a while..." I said and stared at the tv while stuffing my face with sour cream and onion chips.
"Yay!" Tre jumped up and down in his seat and grinned. "I love this show!"
"But it's so repetitive..." Mike said, opening his second can of coke.
"Which makes it so.... mesmerising..." Billie Joe stared at the tv. This went on for hours (it was a Tom and Jerry marathon).
I let out a huge burp and fell over laughing.
"Nice one." Tre smirked and made his own huge burp.
"Mine was better..." I said.
"No mine was!"
"Mine!"
"Mine!"
"Mine!"
"MINE!!!" Tre jumped up and tackled me and started to tickle me. I laughed so hard then attacked him. He jumped up and ran around screaming like a little girl and I chased after him. Billie Joe and Mike just stared before they joined in the running, screeching, and giggling. This went on for an hour before we all dropped to the floor exhausted.
"That.... was so.... fucking..... fun!" I said in between breaths.
"Hell.... yeah...." Tre nodded violently and I giggled. About half an hour later, we all just fell asleep where we lay.
