Mike's POV
"That was interesting," Bandit laughed.
"Yeah, but he totally fucked up our gig for next week," I sighed.
"Don't say that, you guys are amazing! You just have a psychotic drummer," she said.
"Aw thanks," I smiled. She's so sweet, but Billie's got her locked up. "So you going to homecoming?"
"Hell yeah!" She exclaimed.
"Billie ask you?" I glanced over at her.
"No, I'm forcing him to go though," she said.
"Ohh," I nodded.
"I've gotta go dress shopping," she sighed.
"I've gotta get a tux," I added.
"Oh my god we should be girls and go shopping together!" She said in a high voice.
"Okay," I laughed at her.
"Oooh, the beach!" She looked out the window.
I parked the car and we got out. Bandit ran out onto the beach. I smiled at her. She twirled around just looked free. I walked out and sat on the sand. It looked like so much fun I got up and joined her. I ran out to her and we started laughing.
It turned to almost a game of tag. I was chasing after her as we each ran and jumped around. I caught up to her and pushed her into the crashing waves.
"Asshole!" She said sitting up.
"Okay, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," I held out my hand to help her up.
"It's fine," he grasped my hand and tugged me into the water. She's strong, jeez.
"Really?!" I pushed my hair from my face.
"That's what you get!" She splashed me. I splashed her back and we ended up having a water fight. I saw lights pull up in the parking lot. "Catch me if you can!" She said and started swimming.
"Wait, Bandit come back!" I called to her.
"Why?!" She pouted.
"The crack heads are here," I told her.
"Oh!" She swam back and we got out of the water.
"What in the hell?" Billie said with a laugh, "my friends have officially lost it."
"I never had it," Bandit said.
"And that's why we love you," Tré went to hug her, "oh my god you're all wet! Jeez Mike I didn't know you were that good with the ladies!"
We all laughed at Tré's comment. "How was getting thrown out?" I asked them.
"Not too bad, only banned for two weeks," Billie shrugged.
"No gig Saturday?!" Bandit said.
"No, sadly," Billie told her.
"DAMMIT!" She yelled.
"Loud," I commented and plugged my ears.
"You got a problem with fangirls?" She asked me.
"No, you're just deafening me," I argued.
"You play in a loud club and blast the car radio," she folded her arms.
"Yes, but I wasn't expecting that," I pointed out.
"Whatever, I shall win another day," she shook her head.
Bandit's POV
"I'm getting home," Mike yawned.
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Tragedy(Billie Joe Armstrong) (#Wattys2018)
FanficTragedy+Tragedy=Happiness/Diaster Bandit Dean Coleson. The mystery that moved to Rodeo from Summit. She's different from most people. There's something about her that draws people in and pushes them away. Billie Joe Armstrong. The punk from Oakland...