My new life... [Green Day fanfic.]

Chapter 3

After that we went out of the hotel; the guys wearing hats and sunglasses, to be not recognized.

We made a lot of funny stuff; mostly just bumming around and getting something to eat, but it was the best day of my fucked up life.

"Ehmm...sorry guys, but could I take a picture with you and send it to my best friend? She worries about me, because I've never skipped a single day of school this term - and soon are the holidays."

"Yeah, why not?" Mike responded. We all made funny and stupid faces, and I sent it to Tory.

< Met Green Day outside. Spending the day with them. Fucking awesome! :D

> You're a really lucky whore, Liz! :3 Have fun! ;)

In the afternoon we had to go to Krieau - that was the name of the venue they were playing at. Before the Backstage entrace, I stopped.

"Something's wrong?", Billie asked.

"I've got no backstage passes or anything like that. I haven't even got a ticket," I said a bit sadly.

"Hey, little one, we're the fucking band! We can take anyone in we wanna!" Mike said laughing.

"You're taking me in?!" I formed a big smile.

"Oh god, you're so funny! I like you!" laughed Tre, ruffling my hair. My smile got even bigger. They gestured me to come.

The Backstage area was really nice. I saw All Time Low, who were going up on stage in something 'bout 20 mins. Billie took an acoustic guitar and made some vocal trainings. Ít was interesting to look at.

*BILLIE'S POV*

While I was warming up my voice, Liz came over to me. She was really nice, and we all had a great afternoon, but she seemed to be sad somehow. And she had to be fucking sweating in her vest...

"You play any instrument?" I asked her.

"I play a little guitar," she answered. Her english was pretty good, which I hadn't heard here very often.

"Let me teach her drums, Billie!!!!" Tre shouted over the room, but then his attention got caught by some Orange Moccha Frappucinos, which we extra brought from the U.S. Liz formed a little smile.

"Here, play something," I said, handing her the acoustic guitar.

"Okay," she replied in a shy voice. After some thinking, she played the most heartbreaking, interesting, and fucking great version of Basket Case that I've ever heard. As I saw, Mike and Tre had, too, dropped their jaws. I clapped, and so did the others.

"Wow. That was fucking great!" Tre said, ruffling her hair once again.

"Thanks!" she replied with a big smile.

*LIZ'S POV*

Billie, Mike and Tre were really impressed by me singing Basket Case. I had to smile. My idols, my heros, clapped for me, playing a song by them! 

A little after that, they went on stage. I stayed backstage, enjoying the show and going nuts. Sometmes Tre or Billie glanced over to me. The whole show was closed with Brutal Love.

The Guys came down to me, giving me high-fives. 

"Did you see me! Did you hear my playing?!" Tre was joking all hysterical to me, and I had to laugh really hard.

After an hour we drove back to the hotel. It was something about 1 am. Tre gave me my backpack from his room. I took it and thanked him.

"Thanks. And thanks for that day; it was the best of my fucked up life," I couldn't resist and had to hug him. A tear rolled over my face. He kneeled down to me, holding my shoulders.

"Hey, don't cry. Wait here. I'll be right back, ok? Just wait here," he said, going over to Billie and Mike.

He said something to them, they glanced over to me, and talked again, then glanced again over to me.