Billie
I woke up next to Tre, Saturday morning. We had gotten home just around 6:15am and thankfully no one caught us when we were sleepily sneaking back through Tre's window.
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I looked over at the clock sitting on Tre's nightstand that was on the side of the bed he was on, it was 11:23am. "Okay cool, so we got just about 5 hours of sleep, that's pretty good" I whispered to myself. I layed back down facing Tre, he was facing me too but he was still asleep. Gosh he looks so cute. His green sandy hair plastered to his forehead, his sweet completion.
I layed there until it was 11:40 and decided to go get a quick shower before Tre woke up. I got my clothes and walked and grabbed a towel out of the living closet the was in the hall and walked back into the bathroom that was connected to Tre's room. I took a 10 minute shower and got all the dried sand off of my body and out of my hair. I dried off and hung the towel up on the rack then got dressed.
When I walked into Tre's room he was still sleeping. "Gosh will this kid ever get up?" I laughed to myself. It was already 11:55am and I was starving. I didn't want to just go downstairs and raid their kitchen like I would do if I was at home. I was lost in thought when I heard rustling coming from the bed and then I looked up and saw Tre rubbing his eyes and starting to sit up. "Good morning Billie" Tre said through a yawn. "Guess again pretty boy, it's good Afternoon now" I said while pointing at his clock that said 12:01pm.
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Tre
I was so happy that Billie stayed the night last night and went to the beach with me. I can't believe we both like each other...I mean I didn't expect this at all. I thought we were just really good friends, we still are aren't we? Just really good friends? "Earth to Tre" Billie said, waving his hand infront of my face snapping me out of my thoughts. "Yeah?" I said while looking over at him. "Are you okay?" Billie asked. "Yeah sorry I was just lost in thought". "I hate it when that happens to me" Billie laughed.
We were walking to the record store and Billie was just talking away about what we can do with the band. "We can play at that place uh what's it called? Gilmans! You think they'd let us?" Billie asked. He was getting pretty excited about it. "Yeah I think so! I mean that'd be awesome!" I replied. When we got to the record store we each bought two new records. I bought one of the Sex Pistols and The Clash and he got two Ramones albums. "Want to go back to my place and listen to them?" I asked Billie and looked at the time. "I mean it's only 2 o'clock. What time do you have to be home?" "I'm not sure, let me text my mom and see". We sat down on a bench in the park that was across the street from the record store and waited for his mom to reply.
His mom didn't respond right away so be sat there for a good 20 minutes and just talked about life. "And that's how I learned that you should never try and eat with a drumstick" I said. "Hahaha you crazy fucker" Billie laughed. Suddenly his phone dinged. "Oh let's see what my mom said" Billie said while picking his phone up off the bench. Billie looked at it for a second before looking up at me. "She said it doesn't matter, she's working late tonight so I can go home whenever I want or I can stay at your house again".
Billie
I looked at Tre in hope that he'd say I can stay the night again at his house. He looked at me and smiled. "Let's go back to my house and ask my mom!" He shouted and grabbed my hand pulling me up off the park bench. His house was only 10 minutes from where we were and at the pase we were going we got there pretty quickly. When we got back to his house the cars were gone which meant we would be there alone. "I guess we'll just have to wait till my mom gets home" he said and looked over at me. "Yeah okay, and Tre?" "Yeah?" "What ever happened to your dad? I haven't met him?" I asked.
"I'm not sure where he's at? He leaves early in the mornings and gets home later now so I barely see him. But I'm not complaining because now all he does is yell at me and all that" he said. "Oh, I'm sorry Tre" I said. We stood on the porch for a few more minutes before we decided to go up to his room and try out the new vinyls. We were in the middle of listening to one of my Ramones albums when we heard a car pull up in the driveway. Tre got up and looked out the window. "Is it your mom?" I asked him. "No..it's my dad.." he said and looked back at me with a scared expression on his face. "He looked back out the window, "he looks mad".
I could see Tre start to shake. "Hey Tre it's okay" I said and got up and put my right arm over his shoulder so my hand was resting on his right shoulder. "you gotta hide... I don't want him to hurt you" Tre said through shaky breaths. "Tre..hide with me, he doesn't know we're here!" I quickly said and shut off the record player and closed his bedroom door. "Where are we gonna hide though?" "In your closet" I said and pointed at his closet.
We heard the door slam open and hit the wall downstairs and heard angry footsteps walking up the wooden stairs. "Quick Tre!" I whispered and help the door open for him. We got in the closet and went to the very back of it and hid behind the clothes.
The door of his bedroom sounded like it had gotten thrown open. "WHERE ARE YOU LITTLE FAG?! I KNOW YOU'RE IN HERE!!!!" A deep voice said. I could hear Tres breaths start to get quick and I could feel him shaking next to me. I grabbed his hand and just held it. "It's okay Tre, I promise" I just barely whispered in his ear. He held my hand very tight, I could tell he was scared. I've never seen him like this..he's normally so happy and cheery..I hate this for him.Suddenly his closet door opened and there stood his dad.. "well well, look what we got here." He said and grinned at us.
((I don't have much to say but I hope you guys enjoyed this part!! Hopefully another part will be put out this weekend but I'm not 100% sure yet!))

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Whatshisname (Trillie)
FanfictionTré is a new 16 year old junior at Fleetwood High and had noticed a boy named Billie, a 17 year old junior, who has really caught his eye. After hanging out with him for a while he begins to think if he's straight or not? Will he develop the courage...