My Brother Comes To Visit (Green Day)

Chapter Seven

After I had left Billie and Faith alone to talk I had walked back out to the pool to see the rest of the guys sitting around the pool throwing things at each other. They are so weird, but that's why I love 'em.

"Hey guys, what are you doing???" I asked trying to sound angry just to mess with them. Mike got this scared look on his face and when Tre and Damian saw it they burst out laughing, along with me.

"That wasn't funny, Eliza! You were seriously pissed a while ago and I thought we were still treading on thin ice." I couldn't say anything, so I just stood there and laughed. When I finally gained composure and was able to talk again I answered him with, "Dude, I never stay mad for long about that, and you know that! You are so easy to trick! It's awesome! I would have to say that would count as another prank, you guys?" I turned to Tre and Damian and even Tre, who was on Mike's team, agreed.

"Yeah dude, you got played like record." Mike sent him a WTF look.

"Tre, did you just say I got played like a record?" He asked, emphasizing record.

"Yeah, records are so awesome. Nothing better than a little old school tradition!" He yelled while jumping out of the pool and running toward me. By the time I caught on to what he was saying it was too late, and he had already pulled me into the pool. What he meant was when Tre and I were little we would always attack each other with random things and we called it old school tradition because I parents did it as well.

When I reached the surface of the water I glared at Tre and he grabbed Damian and held him in front of himself as a human shield.

"You think Damian is going to stop me from hurting you?" I asked sounding menacing, but smiling like a maniac on the inside.

"Maybe?" He asked uncertainly.

"No, he won't. If I have to I will go through Damian and Mike if that is what it takes to get back at you!" I started swimming toward him at lightning speed and got to Damian right away. I knew exactly what to do to Damian to get him to move; I pinched his leg. He hates that, and when I did it he squealed like a little girl and swam away from Tre very fast to avoid getting pinched again. At this time Tre swam behind Mike and without me having to do anything Mike through him at me ad laughed at him.

"It's your funeral, man." He said still laughing. Tre glared at Mike and slowly turned his head toward me. I smirked and started walking toward him very slowly. At this point he didn't have anywhere else to hide because, let's be honest, a swimming pool doesn't have that many places to hide...

"Come here Tre, it won't hurt." I said almost laughing. I'm sure I looked insane, but hey, that wasn't my problem.

"No, it will hurt. A lot." He said backing up until his back hit the side of the pool. When his back hit the edge he jumped out and started running, which was absolutely retarded because he is way out of shape and I run for fun. I jumped out of the pool and caught him in a matter of moments. When I did I dragged him back to the pool and threw him in almost on top of Mike. Even so, Mike laughed and Tre just glared at all of us.

He swam to the side where I was and pulled my leg so I slipped off the side into the pool, during which I hit my head on the side.

"Ow! What the hell Tre!? That hurt like no other!" I rubbed my head and sent him a look to kill.

"Oh my goodness, I am so sorry Liza! Are you okay?"

"I'm fine you little monkey butt muncher!" I said while sticking my tongue out at him.