Chapter Thirteen: "Is He Still In A Cover Or What?"

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Omg, I'm so sorry that I'm a bit off-sched. because I had some problems with updating the iTunes software in our computer and something's wrong with my ipod and stuff and now I'm scared that it might be broken :(.

Alright, here's chapta 13!

Chapter Thirteen: “Is He Still In A Cover Or What?”

- Gerard -

“How’d it go?” I call out from the kitchen as soon as I heard Mikey enter the front door.

Mikey hung the jacket he was wearing and walked into the kitchen, grabbing another mug from the cupboard and pouring himself coffee. He sighed as he did, “he caught us.”

I held back a chuckle, “figures. What’d they do?”

“The usual. They went to a restaurant then drove to the pier to just sit down and talk. Nothing special,” Mikey mumbled, scooping up cream.

I nodded. “Did they…do anything?”

“I doubt they did,” Mikey remarked, “Chelsea’s too uptight to kiss Billie. Or to let Billie kiss her.”

I pondered on his words and connected them to the Chelsea that I pictured in my brain, “yeah…she is uptight. She probably didn’t even let him in her apartment after.”

“Same thought here, dude.”

The two of us sat in the silence of the house. No mom or dad tonight; they decided to have their precious monthly date right now. It wasn’t awkward nor creepy either, none of the two of us felt compelled to say something and…I guess that’s another little brother-to-brother connection we have that most people just, in a lack of a better word, admire.

“Although, I have to admit,” Mikey suddenly jumped in, “that Billie seems to be really, very engaged in this…is he still in a cover or what?”

I shook my head, “no, he’s not into her.”

“But how can you be so sure? How do you know Billie so well? We practically just met him two years ago!” Mikey exclaimed.

“I just might have a plan, Mikey…Might. We’re gonna play dirty…we can’t let Billie win this thing.”

-

“Have you seen Billie?” I asked Mike Dirnt as I endlessly scanned the hallways for Billie Joe.

Mike shook his head, “sorry, Gee, no.”

Damn it! “It’s okay, I’ll just go find him. Any ideas on where he could be right now?” I asked hurriedly as the clock was slowly ticking away to the time the school bell rings.

“Maybe he’s already in his classroom or in a washroom somewhere.”

I left and hurried away to Billie’s next class -- Psychology. As soon as I opened the door and took a brief look inside, I knew he wasn’t there.

“Fuck, Billie, where are you?” I mumble as I scurried along the corridors and checking every washroom that I passed by.

I skidded along the hallway as I caught sight of the familiar hair style peeking from outside a Computer laboratory.

“Okay, Chelsea, I’ll see you later!” I heard him say before he turned around, closed the door and, met my eyes.

“Oh, hey, Gerard. What’s up?” he asks light-heartedly and I tried so hard to not punch him in the eye.

I scoff, “’what’s up?’ Dude, you didn’t hang out with us during the breaks and now you’re asking me ‘what’s up?’ What the fuck is wrong with you?! She’s there with you all the fucking time! Are you in love with her or something?”

His expression was alerted as he begged me to keep my voice down, “calm down, Gerard! And please keep quiet! You and I both know that she’s in there.”

“Do I look like I give a shit? It looks like you’ve been her boyfriend since forever!”

“And you look like you’re jealous!” he retorts.

Fuck, WHAT?! “I’m sorry, man, holy shit, I didn’t mean that,” Billie suddenly blurted out. He must’ve seen my go-die-in-hell face.

“We’ll talk later,” I glare at him just as the bell began to ring.

-

My next class after Health is French IV, which would be the last subject that I’ll be taking for the day and, thank God for that.

This is also the class that I’m having with Chelsea with no Billie in sight.

And I guess it’s time to put my plan into action.




Oh my gosh, I also just realized that we are one chapter away from finishing the first part of this story! One more chapter and then part two comes in!! 

Comments ARE VERY MUCH APPRECIATED. And to those who did (and will) shall get virtual cookies and will be hired to be Billie Joe Armstrong's microphone stand the next time they'll be on tour ;)

xo,

T.

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