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A Drummer's Life	By : SallySkel Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Green Day Views: 1597 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Green Day. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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I AM BACK! YEAH! I am going to attempt a most amazing feat... and update every day this weekend. So I got on here tonight and read some of the stuff I wrote in GHtBP, and I was CRACKING up. I mean, I was like 'I'm an effing genius!' So I took like ten minutes to figure out my password on here because I haven't been on in forever and was like "Ima update, son!" And so here I am. I really am sorry for not updating. And I need reviews, not just from the ah-mazing Row_Reilley. You are amazing and I'm looking forward to re-sinking my teeth into Family Tradition, because I need to relax and unwind now that summer is coming.
Enough of my spewing. Y'all here for the drama. Plenty in this chapter.
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Negative. “What’s that mean? OH MY GOD!” She screamed, throwing the life changer in her purse and dashing out of the restroom. She made a beeline for the bus and jumped on it, looking for anyone. Tre was sitting at the table drinking some coffee. She came in unnoticed and as she slid in beside him and planted a big kiss on his lips, teasing the beck of his neck, he knew she was there. “Hey.”
“Hi.” He said sadly, refusing to look her in the eyes.
“Tre.”
“Hm?”
“I’m not pregnant.”
“What?!” He asked, standing up. “I’m not a father again?”
“No, Tre. You’re really not.” She said, hugging him around his middle. He smiled.
“I’m so sorry. I was just scared.” He said. She nodded.
“So was I. You’re not at fault.”
“Yes I am. I cannot make excuses for my behavior. I was an ass, and I will be there for you through anything now.” He said, giving her a genuine smile. She was sure everything would be okay.
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Everything was no longer okay. Everything was in total disarray. It was impossible. Only the band knew about her pregnancy scare, and only Jake, Tara and the band knew about Alexis and Tre.
But sure enough, two weeks after the scare, some author named Charlotte Johansen published a tabloid exposing ‘Tre Cool’s Secret Lover’ and ‘Is She Pregnant?’ pictures of her in Rite-Aid with a pregnancy test in hand. How did she know?
The worst thing was now telling Alexis that such article was circulating. She had no idea. As she appeared on the bus, Tre flipped the magazine off of the table and under it, going unnoticed by Alexis.
She sat the donuts on the table and the bus started off again towards Detroit, Michigan. Tre smiled, kissing her cheek and grabbed one. Billie and Mike indulged as well and headed off towards the music part of the bus, talking about new guitar riffs and whatnot. “So, how was your morning?” He asked.
“Tre, it’s 3 PM.” She said, giggling.
“Yeah. Cool. Mine too.” He said, not paying attention to what she said. She cocked an eyebrow.
“Okay, what’s up Mr. Cool?” She asked, tilting his chin up to meet her eyes. He smiled a little and ducked underneath the table. ”What’re you doing?”
“Here, read this…” He said, pushing the magazine across the table to her. She picked it up and started reading instantly, seeing his name in the title.
It seems that Mr. Tre Cool (real name Frank Edwin Wright III),soon-to-be age 35, has been canoodling with another woman. Linked previously with former wives Lisea and Claudia, having a daughter named Ramona with the former and son Frankito with latter, he certainly has a lot under his belt. His new girlfriend Alexis Cole, age 17, is nearly half the age of Mr. Cool. She was seen buying a pregnancy test on September 13th, and has been out to get many sweets and other pregnancy foods since then. Could this be child #3 for the very suave, sexy Tre Cool?
Alexis Cole has been romantically linked with The Thrashers front man, Jacob Green, on tour with Green Day, Tre Cool being drummer. Could she be a prostitute? Or maybe just a slut, trying to sink her claws into whatever famous man will have her, whether he be younger, or double her age? Does she know who the father of her baby is, Jake or Tre? If Jake, Tre is safe for the time being.
We will see in later weeks. I will keep you posted on my myspace at www.myspace.com/…
“I’m sorry.” Tre said, watching her face contort in horror. She threw the magazine down and stumbled to the bunks. She could get Tre in trouble for this. If only they could’ve kept it secret for another year -- if they lasted that long -- they would’ve been able to come out about it. They were over, they had to be. The media would never let them live this down.
She laid in Billie’s bunk, curling up with his bear from Joey. How did this woman find out? Was she following them? She turned around to face the wall and went back to sleep, hoping that by the time she woke up they would be in Detroit.
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Alexis and Tre were strained. They hardly talked anymore. She knew they weren’t going to last too much longer if she didn’t do something. When Tre found her packing her stuff, he freaked out.
“What’re you doing?” He asked, his eyes wide. He was having flashbacks of Claudia and Lisea. She looked up and smiled.
“Leaving.” She said simply. He sat down on their bunk and sighed, trying not to hyperventilate.
“Why?” He asked, his voice cracking.
“Tre, we’re no longer together. We hardly talk. This is the most we’ve talked in a week.” She said. She resumed packing. “This isn’t goodbye. More like a… farewell.”
“So…” He said, a questioning tone in his voice.
“I’ll come back.” She said. “I’m going on the Thrasher’s bus again. Hopefully we can sort things out. We’re not… not together. Just a trial sep…”
“Don’t you dare say trial separation. That’s what Claudia called it, and she never came back.” He said, standing up suddenly and taking her by her upper arms. She gasped and he let go. “Sorry.”
“It’s okay. I was used to that.” She said. He smiled. The bus slowed to a stop and she jumped off. Tre handed her stuff and watched as she was welcomed by Tara on the Thrasher’s bus. It wasn’t really her decision. It was the media’s. They were one nation controlled by the media.
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I know, the last line is a little gay. And Tre's age is going to be miffed up because I wrote this before his 35th birthday last year. So freaking sue me.
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