Tragedy(Billie Joe Armstrong) (#Wattys2018)

Chapter 20: Shopping Day

Billie's POV

"Do we really have to do this?" I whined.

"Yes," Bandit replied.

"But I don't want too!" I complained like a child.

"This isn't a democracy! Get driving slave," she slapped my arm. Mike and Tré started laughing.

"Yes, Your Majesty," I said and continued driving down the freeway.

"That's more like it," her voice sounded satisfied.

~

"Can she take any longer?" I sighed.

"Bandita?!" Tré called into the dressing room.

"Give me a minute!" She yelled back. I'm surprised we haven't gotten kicked out. We're yelling back and forth to Bandit. We're three guys sitting in front of the girls dressing rooms. We also knocked down a mannequin when we bought our tux's.

She walked out in a short dark blue dress, it had a few black sparkles on it. My jaw dropped. She looked beautiful. I shut my mouth so I didn't draw attention to myself.

"I love it!" Tré jumped up.

"Aw, thanks!" She grinned at him.

"Very nice," Mike nodded.

"It looks great," I smiled at her.

"Well then we have a keeper! The other dresses I tried on were awful," she shook her head.

"Here's the big question, how much is it?" I asked.

"Uhhh," she looked at the tag on the side, "thirty, that's good."

"That's really good, last time my sister bought a dress it was one hundred dollars," Mike pointed out.

"You have a sister?" Bandit asked him.

"Yeah, she graduated last year," he told her.

"Cool, I'm gonna go change then we can pay," she walked back into the small room. Not too long later she came out in her school clothes and was holding the dress on her arm. She went up to the counter and paid. Then we were out.

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"Burritos anybody?" I asked.

"FUCK YES," they all said in unison. We all had a laugh at that.

I pulled up to the curb and stopped the car. We all ran up to the door and ordered. We sat down at a table and we all took a bite. Before you knew it we were finished.

"That food is my happiness," Bandit leaned back into her chair.

"Oh yes," Tré finished his soda.

"We should get home soon, we have school tomorrow," Bandit said.

"School is for losers," Tré grinned.

"But you're a loser," Mike laughed.

"Shut up Pitchard!"