It'll Work Out- (A Green Day Fanfiction)

Chapter 3

Alice's POV:

"Oh come on Alice you've wanted to dye your hair forever just do it now!" Billie Joe yelled at me. We were hanging around on a Friday night and just joking around. "No I'm not gonna do it!" I yelled. But as I tried to tell them I didn't want to I felt Mike grab me so I couldn't move. "Let me go now if you know what's best for you!" I yelled. "Come on I've been telling you for years you'll look amazing with pink hair." Jane said. "Wait Jane did you get the hair dye?" Billie asked. My eyes widened in fear of what they were going to do and I was still trying to get Mike to let go of me. I then felt Mike pick me up bringing me to the bathroom. "Seriously guys I don't want to my parents will kill me!" I said. "Since when have you given a fuck about what your parents say?" Billie asked. Ok they were right ever since I started hanging out with Billie and Mike I started kind of letting my hair loose and not caring what my parents said about my friends. "Fine you guys can dye my hair." I said knowing that I had no choice anyways. "Finally." Mike said but still not letting go of me. "And it better not be bright pink or I'm going to fucking kill you." I said glaring at Jane and Billie. "No it's the rose color you like." Jane said showing me. "Ok good." I said.
A few hours later my hair was dyed a light pink color and I loved it! "Hey guys um our new drummer might be coming over to meet you guys, we've been telling him about you guys and he's wanted to meet you." Billie said. Just as he finished saying that someone was knocking on his door. "That must be him." Billie said. He opened the door and a guy with blonde hair like Billies was standing there. "Come in Tré!" Mike said. Tré stepped into the house and sat on the couch opposite mine. I have to say he was pretty cute. I smiled at him and he smiled back. "So Billie introduce us." Jane said. "Oh yeah um this is Tré Cool guys." He said gesturing towards the boy. "And Tré this is Janie." He said pointing to Jane. "No it's just Jane and it's nice to meet you Tré." She said. "And last but not least this is Alice." Billie said motioning towards me. I smiled at him again and we held each others gazes for awhile when Jane started talking to him. I looked away blushing when he winked at me before he started to talk with Jane.

Jane's POV:

After strangling Alice and dying her hair, Billie and Mike invited their drummer Tré over. He was blonde and funny. I could tell Alice was a bit partial to him as well. "Hey do you guys wanna watch a movie?" Billie asked. Everyone agreed, and went to picking out a film. "I'll go make popcorn." Billie said. He went off into the kitchen, leaving me with three losers arguing over movies. I decided to go into the kitchen. "Missed me?" Billie asked. I laughed. "No I just got sick of the idiots." I said with a little giggle. Something about being with Billie put me in a good mood. The microwave dinged, and he pulled the bag of popcorn out, and poured it into a bowl. He grabbed some and shoved it into his mouth. "Want some?" He asked with his mouth full. I giggled again. "No, I'm fine." I said crossing my arms. Billie frowned. "You know," he started, "I've known you for almost a year and I've seen you eat like twice." I really didn't like his serious face, and the overall conversation was making me uncomfortable. "I...I...um..." I wanted to say something, I really wanted to give him a logical explanation, but I just couldn't. Billies eyes looked so concerned, and so sincere. They scared me. I felt very vulnerable, "I don't have a problem." I thought to myself. "I'm just not one for food." Billie put the bowl down, and walk towards me. He wrapped his strong arms around me, just as my eyes filled up with water. "Janie, you are so beautiful. Do you know that? I thought that when I met you, and I think that now. You're beautiful." He kissed my head and I looked up at him. I'd fucked around a lot, Alice referred to me as a slut or a whore. I just told her that I had a "soft spot for men." Flirting was easy, sex was easy, but I wasn't one for having "feelings." Billie gave me these "feelings" and I just didn't know what to do. I wanted, in that moment, to kiss him so bad, but I couldn't. Instead, I wriggled out of his arms, out of the kitchen, out of the house and into the night sky.