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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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Well I give no excuses, I haven't updated in like five million weeks.. But I don't care. This is one of my favorite chapters. It's kind of fluffy, but again, I don't care!! Enjoy!!
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Ally and Tre had been inseparable since the first concert she attended, and that was three weeks earlier. She had spent every possible moment with him. And he was perfectly happy with that.
It was late after a show near Oklahoma City, and Tre and Ally were snuggled up together, as usual. She breathed in his scent on his neck as he tangled his fingers in her short locks and twirled them around. They were waiting for dawn to come, as they had woken up uncharacteristically early that morning. And at the same time. They only cuddled and didn’t speak until Alexis finally broke the silence.
“Have good dreams, Tre?” She asked slyly, feeling something underneath her. He smiled slightly and yawned, wanting to get out of the stuffy little bunk. “I feel like eating.” She said so he wouldn’t have to. He smiled and she jumped out of the bunk, Tre following close behind.
In truth, he would say it was typical lust. Lust from spending every single night with her and not doing anything at all except cuddling. It was like being married again. She peaked in the cupboard and bent over, seemingly on purpose and Tre groaned softly, as to not alert her. She straightened up and put a box of cereal on the table and then some other things before she started to make some sort of breakfast pie with Cocoa Crispies.
“You know, this is better than I thought it would be!” Alexis said, after eating every piece of pie off her plate.
“Yeah, but you’re an awesome cook.” He said, finishing his and reaching for another slice.
“Uh-uh! That’s for Mike and Billie!” She said, grabbing his hand and pulled it away. The bus suddenly pulled to a stop outside a huge truck stop and they hopped off after grabbing their shower stuff, just noting the pale pink in the sky. Only one person off the other bus jumped down, and it was Tara, wrapped in a terrycloth shower robe. She waved at Alexis who, in turn, waved back. Alexis and Tre headed off to the bathrooms to take showers. Tre was the first done and stood outside, waiting for Alexis and talking to his tour mates that passed by him. She appeared nearly an hour after she went in, looking perfect. Her hair was straight and her black framed glasses adorned and accentuated her face. Her eyes were covered in smoldering black and purple eye shadow that made her green eyes pop, and made Tre want to press her up against a wall.
“You look… wow.” He said, taking her hand and going back to the bus. She merely blushed, glad she took the extra time to look good for him. She had been debating on it.
They got back on the bus and noticed that the pie was gone and the tin was in the trash. She smiled, glad they liked it and went in the music room of the bus and turned the stereo on and put in her recently purchased American Idiot CD. Billie, Mike and Tre all grew tired of hearing their album over and over again, but Alexis couldn’t get enough of it. So she was banished to the back of the bus to sing to herself whilst staring out of the window until Tre came back and played the drums along with the songs. She was shy to sing around him, but he knew for certain that she had a beautiful voice because, on occasion, he could sneak up on her and listen for a few minutes until she caught him.
She immediately turned it to Whatsername and just listened to it. Tre came in a few minutes later and sat down next to her. She smiled and kissed his cheek gently. “So, what time are you going on tonight?” She asked, her eyes twinkling brightly.
“I dunno. Probably same as last time.” He answered, feeling her familiar aura of calm.
“You know this is my hometown and the Thrashers’ hometown as well?” She asked. He shook his head. “Would you come and meet some of my friends, and maybe my parents?”
He felt apprehensive as to going to meet her parents. It was like bringing your fiancé. At least, that was what it felt like. “Come on! My mom would love you!” She pleaded, giving him a puppy dog stare. He gritted his teeth and nodded finally, obliging her request. He knew he was going to be in for it now.
It seemed like only a few minutes, but in reality it had been hours, and Tre was sitting in Alexis parents’ quaint living room amongst the evil little Pomeranian dog named Killer.
“Hey mom, dad. This is my friend, Tre Cool. He’s from the band, Green Day.” Alexis said, sitting down in the living room. He stretched across the coffee table and shook her dad’s hand firmly.
“So, how is Jake?” Asked her mother. Alexis looked nothing like either of her parents. They were both really tall and had deep red hair and freckles.
“Uh, actually, mom… Jake cheated on me and I broke up with him.” Alexis said.
“Honey! I’m so sorry!” She said, putting on her best horrorstruck face.
“And Tre here was the one to tip me off.” She said, gesturing over to the man next to her. He smiled slightly, feeling a bit out of place. Killer was currently sniffing at his leg and barring her teeth at him. “Killy, down!” Alexis picked up the estranged pooch and held her on her lap affectionately. Killer simmered down, but continued to stare at Tre.
The whole time they had been there, Alexis’ father had stared at Tre without blinking, it seemed. “Alex, would it be okay if I talked to your friend in the kitchen?” He asked suddenly. She nodded, taking her father’s seat and chatting with her mom.
“So, Mr. Cool. What is it that you want with my daughter?” He inspected.
“I only want to get to know her, sir.” He said.
“How old are you?” He asked suddenly. Tre gulped.
“Uh… Th… four.” He mumbled, his head bowing.
“What was that?”
“Thirty-four.”
“What the hell!” He said suddenly, repulsed by the fact that his 17 year old daughter had a man that was double her age going after her. “Stay away from my daughter, you pedophile”
Alexis walked in and grabbed Tre by the arm and walked him out into the living room. Her father followed, like she hoped. She had heard the conversation between Tre and her dad, and didn’t like it. She was a grown woman and could take care of herself. And she liked Tre. A lot.
She walked him over to the door and opened it. Tre made to leave, but she held his arm fast. “You guys are just two grumpy old people who don’t want to let their own daughter live a little.” With that, she pulled Tre down by his shirt collar and planted a soft kiss on his lips. He responded instantly by wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her into him. Her mother gasped and her father growled, but she didn’t care. Tre was kissing her! She opened her mouth as he begged for entrance and explored her open cavity. She let his aura fill her through the mouth. The sensation was overwhelming.
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So a lot has happened this past month or two that I haven't updated. Thanksgiving, obviously, was yesterday. Happy belated one to you all. Let's see... I went to see Nightmare Before Christmas in 3-D the day it came out with my boyfriend... my iTunes just closed down... hmm... weird... That's pretty much it, come to think of it. Well, until next time guys.
Sally//Skel
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