Chapter 1

There were fireworks and the entire stadium went off, myself included. It was going to be an excellent show. Green Day wasn’t my favourite band, not by a long shot, but I always enjoyed their music. This was the first concert I’d been too in a long time, since Big & Rich. Dysfunct was having a bit of R&R and so were the Backstreet Boys, AJ said he needed a break so the others agreed to have a year off. I’d talked Nick into coming with me. Jennisen was there too. Taz was with her new boyfriend up in the stadium grandstands some where. Her and Nick can barely be around each other with out getting into an argument. Jenn had left Drake with Jason and Kev who’d become great friends. Kev and Kris had separated, permanently and I wondered if Jenn ever thought about getting with Kev and announcing that he was the baby’s father. As the first song started, American Idiot, I grinned at Nick before starting to jump up and down, like you typically would in a Mosh Pit. I put my hands in the air and made the rock signal and saw Billie Joe looking in my direction. I hoisted myself up on the rail so he could see my shirt and tried to wave him over. He caught my eye and his eyes trailed down my shirt, which read “Feel Free To Fuck Me. Oh and By The Way, I Play Guitar” Nick insisted it was cool and I really couldn’t give a fuck. He gave me a thumbs up and winked as he sang. I let myself back down to the ground and resumed my jumping, managing to get my phone out, which was ringing.

“Hello?” I yelled as I got squashed up against the fence.

“Jaime?” I heard AJ yell.

“AJ, I can’t talk I’m busy” I yelled back

“Doing what?” He asked

“I’m at a Green Day concert with Nick and Jenn, it’s so fucking awesome” I said

“Right, well I guess I’ll talk to you later” He said

“Bye” I replied and hung up, shoving it in my pocket. Jennisen was jumping like a maniac beside me and I screamed and hugged her. It was an amazing atmosphere and the music wasn’t half bad either. I got my camera out and started taking photo’s, mostly of Billie Joe, but a few of Tré Cool and Mike Dirnt and of course self portraits of Jenn, Nick and I and a few of the crowd behind us. After a couple of songs he started encouraging the crowd to sing after him, so we did.

“Heeeeeeeeeyyyyyyyoooooooo” He sang

“Heeeeeeeeeyyyyyyyoooooooo” The crowd replied

“Ahhhhhhhhh”

“Ahhhhhhhhh”

“Ooooohhhhh”

“Ooooohhhhh”

“Ah, Ah, Ah” He said and laid his hand on his stomach, sliding it slowly down his jeans as he made some really nice sounds. His eyes never left mine.

“OH MY FUCKING GOD” I screamed, going completely off like all the other hot blooded females in the stadium. Nick was just standing there, kind of disgusted looking. Billie Joe kept making the sounds and continued feeling himself up and I swear to god I nearly came right than and there. He caught my eye again and gave me a half smile before lifting the microphone to his lips again.

“I THINK I’M GONNA START COMING” He yelled and once again, all the girls went off. They sang She, Basket Case, Longview, Welcome To Paradise and Jesus Of Suburbia and Are We The Waiting before Billie Joe appeared on stage with an Australian flag over his head, flowing behind him. Again everyone went off and he went on about how Australia was the best and I swear to god the Screaming and clapping was deafening.

“What we’re gonna do now is start a little band on stage. So we need 3 people, A Bassist, a Drummer and a Guitarist. First a Drummer. Who’s the best drummer in the whole of Australia?” He asked and Nick raised his hand and started shouting, pointing to himself. I also pointed at Nick. Billie Joe came over and bent down to Nick.

“How long you been playing the drums?” He asked him

“13 years” Nick answered

“13? Wow, get your ass up here” He said and the security hauled Nick over the fence. He climbed up on the stage and went over to the drums.

“Now we’re gonna give a real quick drum lesson” Billie Joe said and I watched as Nick learnt the beat from Tré and sat down, doing it straight away. He kept that up while Billie went over to the other side of the stage.

“Who’s a bassist?” He asked. I told Jenn she should do it but she didn’t want to, He pulled some ugly guy up and they gave him a quick bass lesson.

“Now, last but not least” Billie Joe said coming back over to our side of the stage.

“We need a guitarist and we need the best fucking guitarist in Australia” He said, already laying his eyes on me. I screamed out and held my hand up.

“Her, what’s your name?” he asked as the security hauled me over the fence and up onto the stage.

“Jaime Cobain” I said

“Jaime Cobain? Any relation?” He asked

“Yeah actually, he was my cousin” I said

“Wow, we have an actual Kurt Cobain relative up here on stage. Are you the best fucking guitarist in Australia?” He asked

“Hell fucking yeah!” I said and held my hand up.

“Well, come on over here” He said, putting his hand on my back and leading me over towards the centre of the stage.

“You know Billie Joe, you’re kinda hott” I said in his ear. He laughed and held the mic up to his lips.

“She said I’m kinda hott” He said. There were a lot of agreeing females. He showed me which notes to play and than handed the guitar to me. I played them, walking towards the front of the stage and singing along as I played. Billie Joe, Mike and Tré all sang and when Tré noticed I was singing along, without even looking at the guitar he came over and held his Mike out for me to sing into. I did and all three of them clapped for me. When the song was over Billie Joe came over to me and stood with his arm around my shoulders, He stole my cap and put it on.

“You’re a professional Guitarist huh?” He asked me, holding out his mic for me to answer into

“Yeah kinda, I guess. I’m in a band” I said

“Anyone we know?” He asked

“Uhh, maybe, Dysfunct” I said

“You have any CD’s out?” He asked

“Just one, I Doubt Your Commitment To Sparkle Motion” I said. He laughed and nodded.

“I’m so buying” He grinned. I grinned and spotted Jenn cheering her ass off.

“Well I’m not sure if you need a new one or not, but you get to keep the guitar” He said

“Oh fuck yeah” I said doing the Rock sign with my hands again

“And you and our Drummer, what’s your name dude?” He asked Nick who was standing beside me

“Nick” He said

“You’re not from Australia” Billie Joe said with a bit of a grin

“No, I’m from America, I’m here with Jai and Jenn, for a break” He said

“Well you 2 get to stage dive” Billie Joe said

“Are you fucking serious?” I asked

“Fuck yeah” He said

“ALRIGHT!” I yelled.

“Jaime how about you go first” He said

“Yeah” I said and followed him back to just in front of the drums.

“Jump, jump, jump” He started chanting and soon the crowd was too. I pulled up my pants a bit and started running, leaping off the stage and twisting in the air so I landed on my back, with a lot of hands holding me up and I was passed around, Nick jumped as well and we were passed around until we got back to the security who pulled us down and helped us get back to where we were. One security guard handed me a slip of paper and I opened it, I caught 3 laminated plastic passes before they fell and started screaming and jumping. He’d given us 3 backstage passes. I gave one each to Nick and Jenn and we put them on, covering them with our shirts. Billie Joe kept looking at me for the rest of the concert and I couldn’t help but look back. He was hott. Billie Joe went off to the side of the stage and came back carrying a stubbie of VB. We all went off as he skulled it. He only had half and winked at me before passing it down. I downed the rest and held it up. He cheered and laughed when I put the bottle in my bag. Towards the end of the show he started talking again, he had a sexy voice, singing or speaking.

“This is supposed to be our last song, but fuck it, I could sing for the entire night, I don’t give a shit” He said. We all cheered. They played for another half hour before they finished up. As the stadium lights came on, I pulled out the piece of paper he gave me and opened it.

“Meet you and you’re friends backstage, show the security your passes” I read aloud and looked at Nick and Jenn.

“Let’s fucking go” Nick said. I called one of the security over and we showed him our passes. He helped us over the fence and led us backstage, where Billie Joe, Tré and Mike as well as their roadies were cheering about such a great show.

“Alright, you came” Billie Joe said handing each of us a VB.

“You are a fucking legend, bringing a VB out on stage, dude, they all fucking loved you guys” I said. He was still wearing my cap.

“Fuck yeah” He said

“That was such a fucking fantastic show” Nick said

“Glad you all liked it” He said, leading us over to where Tré and Mike were now talking with some of their crew.

“So you’re the one who caught BJ’s eyes” Said Tré eyeing me

“Kinda hard not to miss this dontcha think?” I asked pointing to my shirt

“What part did you like the most?” Mike asked after they’d all had a laugh

“Fuck, I loved all of it” I said. Jenn and Nick agreed

“Any particular part?” Tré asked nudging Billie Joe who was just standing there listening and drinking his VB

“You mean did I cream myself when Billie Joe felt himself up? I’m sure you’d be hard pressed to find a female who didn’t” I said with a grin

“Oh Jesus Christ that was Hott” Jenn gushed. Billie Joe smiled but kept quiet.

“So is it you 3 in the band?” Mike asked

“No, Jennisen and I are, but Tara, the 3rd member she actually didn’t get Idiot Zone tickets and was up in the grandstand” I said

“Shame, would’ve liked to hear the 3 of you play” Billie Joe said

“Well sucked in” I said. The 3 of them laughed.

“It sounds like there’s still a heap of people out there” Nick said

“Well let’s go see” Billie Joe said and started walking towards the stage. He looked so hott, covered in sweat. We all followed and emerged on the stage. Nick was right, there were still a shit load of people in the stadium, not many people were facing the stage.

“You know any Green Day Songs?” Billie Joe asked me

“A few, Hitchin’ A Ride, Brain Stew and Geek Stink Breath” I said

“Do you 2 know them?” He asked Nick and Jenn

“Sure do” Jenn said

“Yeah” Nick said

“Play” He said

“Right now?” Nick asked

“Why not?” Tré asked with a grin

“It’s not like you’ll be recognised here Nicky” I said to him quietly

“Yeah but do you know how angry Kev will get” He asked

“Fuck Kev both groups are taking a break, as far as I’m concerned I’m not in a fucking band right now” I said to him

“Alright Jai, for you, I’ll do it, cos you’re a good root and even better friend” He said

“Jenn?” I asked

“Let’s do it” She grinned

“Alright, let’s go” Billie Joe said. We set ourselves up at the instruments and tuned them quietly while Mike, Tré and Billie Joe organised for the lights and sound techs.

“Hitchin’ A Ride first” I suggested, Nick and Jenn agreed.

“GSB and Brain stew?” Jenn said

“Let’s fucking do it” I said.

“You guys are right to go whenever” Billie Joe said as the 3 of them made themselves comfortable down where the Mosh pit was. Nick counted us in and the lights came back up. I saw everyone turn around and stare at the stage and took a breath.

“Hey Mister where ya headed, are you in a hurry? I need a lift to happy hour I say oh no. Do you brake for distilled spirits? I need a break as well. The well that inebriates the guilt, 1.2.1.2.3.4” I sang and went into the heavier part of the song, keeping my eyes on Billie Joe who had a sexy smile on his lips as he drank his beer and watched. By now the crowd trying to leave the stadium had moved back to the fenced off part before the Mosh Pit.

“Cold turkey’s getting stale, tonight I’m eating crow. Fermented salmonella poison oak no. There’s a drought at the fountain of youth and I’m dehydrating. My tongue is swelling up I say 1.2.1.2.3.4.” And again went into a bit of a heavy part. This time I went right to the edge of the stage and looked down at Billie Joe, licking my lips. I went back to the microphone

“Troubled times you know I cannot lie. I’m off the wagon and I’m hitchin’ a ride.” I sang and counted in my head before opening my mouth to sing again.

“There’s a drought at the fountain of youth and now I’m dehydrating, my tongue is swelling up I say…. SHIT” I said and did the ‘shit’ like Billie Joe does it on the CD. There were now screaming and I wondered if they thought we were Green Day. I doubted it. We went straight into GSB and Billie Joe was talking to Mike and Tré.

“I’m on a mission I made my decision to lead a path of self-destruction. A slow progression killing my complexion and it’s rotting out my teeth. I’m on a roll no self control I’m blowing off steam with meth amphetamine, well don’t know what I want and it’s all that I’ve got and I’m picking scabs off my face” I sang, with Jenn doing the back up. I had no idea how we sounded but I hoped it was good.

“Every hour my blood is turning sour and my pulse is beating out of time. I found a treasure filled with sick pleasure and it sits on a thin white line. I’m on a roll no self control. I’m blowing off steam with meth amphetamine. Well don’t know what I want and that’s all I’ve got and I’m picking scabs off my face.

“I’m on a mission I got no decision like a cripple running the rat race. Wish in one hand, shit in the other and see which one gets filled first” I sang and we again went straight into Brain stew. I sang it as best as I could and when we were finished we stopped. The rest of the crowd went off and Billie Joe, Tré and Mike joined in.

“Thank you Sydney” I said into my mic and we started playing Hitchin’ A Ride again, as a bit of an encore. I slung the guitar over my shoulder and as Nick got into the drums I swayed my hips and lowered myself to my knees and thought ‘If Billie Joe can flirt on stage, so can I’ and proceeded to start feeling myself up, pulling the mic down and making some very inviting noises. When we were finished playing we stopped and the 3 of them climbed up on to the stage and Billie Joe wrapped his arm around my shoulder.

“You’re pretty good” He said

“Thanks” I smiled and let him lead me back stage

“How bout I take you up on your offer” He whispered

“Oh? Which one?” I answered, sliding my arm around his waist and into his back pocket.

“This one” He answered, grazing his hand across my boobs.

“Oh that would be good, but I have to admit, it’s been a long, long time since I’ve been with someone and I have all this pent up sexual energy that’s just bursting to come out” I murmured in his ear

“What you did up on that stage was killing me” He said, guiding me away from the others and into a make shift dressing room. As soon as we were both in the room and the door was closed and locked he had me pushed up against a wall, holding my hands above my head and kissing me roughly.

“You are one sexy fucking Australian” He growled, as we started undressing each other

“And you are one hott rocker” I replied, pulling the fly down on his jeans, noticing straight away he wasn’t wearing underclothes. I felt myself get wetter and allowed him to lift me into his arms, against the wall. He slipped his hand between us and started rubbing a slow circle over my clit.

“Oh god” I moaned

“Fuck I hope your legal” He stated as he guided himself inside me and started thrusting in and out, rougher than what I was use too, not that I was going to complain, it felt good. Real good.

“Oh yeah” He said, his voice turning me on even more, if that was at all possible. He carried me over to a lounge and fell backwards into it. I started riding him, hard and fast. He slid his hands from my thighs up to my breasts and cupped them, squeezing roughly, but not too rough.

“oh god yes, fuck me” He growled I picked up my pace a little more and arched my back into him, wanting nothing more than him to be pounding into me. As if he could read my thoughts he quickly manoeuvred us so I was on my back and he was indeed pounding into me.

“Billie, oh god Billie” I cried out as he slammed himself in and out of me, so hard I could hear his balls slapping against my butt.

“Shit, I’m gonna cum” He groaned. That tipped me over the edge and I screamed out as I came, him not far behind me. He lay on top of me, both of us puffing. My phone started ringing, but neither of us moved. I reached for my jeans and pulled them over, grabbing my phone from the pocket. Billie Joe was sucking on my neck and it felt good.

“Hello?” I said, trying to make my breathing normal

“Jai, where the fuck are you?” Taz asked me

“Shit, Taz, I’m so sorry” I said, remembering that we were meeting her at the pub down the road for drinks

“Where are you?” She repeated

“Uhh, I’m still at the SCG” I said

“Why? Can’t you guys get out?” She asked

“Well we can, but we don’t want too” I said

“Why?” She asked

“Because we’re backstage” I said, waiting for her to go off at me

“What?” She screamed and I lifted the phone from my ear. Billie Joe chuckled and resumed sucking on my neck.

“Who was that?” She asked

“No one” I answered

“Oh fuck off, who was it?” She asked

“Just Nick” I said

“Oh, so he’s with you?” She asked

“Yeah and Jenn” I said

“How’d you manage to get back stage?” She asked. Billie Joe took the phone off me and smiled.

“Because I wanted to fuck her brains out” He said and handed the phone back to me. He climbed off me and stood up. I watched in awe as he went over to a small fridge and grabbed out 2 beers.

“Jaime, tell me that was NOT Billie Joe Armstrong” Taz was saying

“Uhh, it wasn’t Billie Joe Armstrong” I said

“You fucking liar. It was, wasn’t it” She said

“Taz, look we’ll be there in like 20 minutes, just hang there” I said and hung up before she could complain. I took the beer Billie Joe offered me and took a big gulp.

“So, 3rd member?” He asked

“Yeah” I answered. He nodded and looked at me.

“What?” I asked

“Waiting for an invitation” He said

“I didn’t think you’d want to go out after that concert” I said

“Why not?” He asked. I shrugged and took another gulp of beer.

“You wanna come to the pub?” I asked

“Do you want me there?” He asked

“Well, I dunno, we only just met and only just fucked I mean, I thought you’d want me out of your life. Call my old fashioned but I thought that’s what rock stars do” I said

“Well call me old fashioned but just because we ‘fucked’ as you nicely put it, doesn’t mean I’m gonna send you on your way. I’d like to fuck you again and maybe even a 3rd time” He said and smiled

“Well than you can come, it won’t be all that great. Just 3 girls bitching and moaning and getting pissed” I said

“Well, I’ll just shower and change. You’re welcome to join me” He said

“You know, I think I might find Jenn and Nick” I said quickly dressing.

“Well when you go out the door, turn right and walk straight a head” he said. I grinned at him and started towards the door. He caught my arm and pulled me against him, so I could feel his growing erection, which I could already see.

“Are you sure you don’t wanna stay?” He asked

“Tempting, but you gotta let me recover” I grinned. He chuckled and kissed me roughly before shoving me gently towards the door. I went out and closed it behind me, the big smile spreading across my face in a matter of seconds as I walked down the hall. I found where I was supposed to be going and stopped momentarily to compose myself. AS I entered the wide area Nick and Jenn both shut up and watched me walk in. Tré and Mike had grins on their faces.

“Well look who decided to join the party” Jenn said, giving me a look

“What?” I said

“Where’d you and Billie Joe rack off too?” Nick asked

“We just went into the dressing room and talked” I said as innocently as I could, widening my eyes and opening my mouth a little. Nick seemed to believe me, but Jenn eyed me carefully.

“So, anyway, here’s to a great show, Mike, Tré” I said lifting my beer. The other 4 followed suit and we all clinked glasses. Nick, Tré and Mike all started talking about the music industry so Jenn pulled me away.

“Well?” She asked

“What?” I asked

“You know what” She said

“Yes” I said

“Any?” She asked

“Pill” I answered

“Good?” Was her next question. I just smiled. She laughed and nudged me.

“What a way to get back at AJ” She said. My smile faded and I rolled my eyes.

“It’s been a year, I’m over it” I said “Plus it’s not like I’m gonna go running to the press saying, oh, oh I fucked Billie Joe” I said quietly

“I’m sorry, as long as you’re ok” She said

“I’m fine” I said and watched Billie Joe enter the room wearing black jeans and a black shirt with a black skull wrist band and a chain from waist to bum. His hair was a mess and he’d applied the smallest amount of eyeliner.

“What’s up fuckers?” he asked and looked around expectantly. He saw me with Jenn and winked, smiling.

“You really are bad” She said to me as I acknowledged him by brushing my fingers across my chest

“I think it’s about time I lost this shirt” I said to her taking the bag off her and going through it until I found my AC/DC shirt. I quickly pulled off the shirt I was wearing and pulled the other on. I finished the rest of my beer and dumped it on the table.

“Ready?” I asked Billie Joe

“Certainly am” He replied

“where are you off too?” Tré asked with a wink

“Pub, coming?” I answered

“You’re meeting Taz still?” Nick asked sadly

“Nick, fucking say sorry and make up with her already” Jenn said

“I think I’ll go straight back to the house” He said

“here take the bag than” I said grabbing my wallet out and passing it too him

“Keys?” He said

“Front pocket, platform 19, get off at Ashfield” I said. He nodded and headed to the door. Mike and Tré said they’d come to the pub so the 5 of us walked to the pub down the road. Billie Joe kept close to me and I wondered why.

“So are you legal?” He asked me as we walked behind the others

“What do you think?” I asked

“I reckon you’re like 17” He said

“And you still fucked me?” I asked

“Well fuck, the way you were teasing me all night” He said

“Me teasing you? I think it’s the other way around” I said

“I’d never tease” He said

“Oh, than what was this?” I asked, sliding my hand down my jeans and moaning, exaggeratedly.

“I think I’m gonna start cumming” I said in my best American accent

“Oh girl, don’t do that” He said

“Am I making poor Billie Joe horny?” I asked

“Fuck yes” He said

“Oh so you don’t want me to rub my clit up and down, slowly and cup my tit and squeeze it. Oh god it feels so nice” I moaned, doing as I said

“You want me to fuck you right here out on the street?” He asked. I laughed and kept walking, pulling my cigarette case from my pocket and lighting up a smoke. As we reached the pub a few people eyed us, recognition flickered across a groups faces as Billie Joe came in behind me followed closely by Mike and Tré. Taz waved us over and she looked past me at the member’s of Green Day who were waiting for me to introduce them.

“Taz meet Billie Joe Armstrong, Tré Cool and Mike Dirnt, guys meet Tara Orman” I said

“Hey, great show you put on” Taz said, a little star struck, fortunately her new boyfriend wasn’t here because he’d surely dislike the way she was ogling Billie Joe’s ass as he went to the bar.

“What the hell?” She said to me

“He asked to come along” I shrugged

“Jai, Green Day don’t just ask anyone if they can come along, you must’ve impressed them” She said

“Dunno how” I shrugged

“Yeah right” she said as Billie Joe came back with a tray of beers. We all sat at a table and talked, the guys occasionally signing an autograph and plenty of girls tried to get their attention. We were there for a few hours before Billie Joe suggested we go somewhere else, like his hotel room.

“Dude I just spent a year of my life in hotel rooms, how about you come back to my place” I said

“Can we fuck?” He asked

“If you play your cards right” I said with a naughty grin as I stood and started towards the door.

“Later fuckers” He announced to everyone.

“Cya’s back at home yeah?” I said to Jenn and Taz. They both gave me a thumbs up as Billie Joe trailed behind me out of the pub.

“You still haven’t told me how old you are” He said

“20” I said

“No shit?” He asked

“No shit” I answered

“Thank fuck” He said. I checked my wallet for money and realised I didn’t have enough for a cab back home, I don’t even think I had enough for a train ticket.

“Fuck” I said, kicking a stone

“What?” He asked

“No fucking money, as per usual” I said

“Well, I’ll pay, what are we doing?” He asked

“Cab” I said

“Sure, I’ll pay” He said

“Why are you being so nice to me?” I asked him as I stepped onto the curb to hail a cab

“You’re hott” He replied simply. I left it at that and stuck my arm out when I saw a cab approaching. It pulled into the curb and we both got in.

“126 Croydon Ave, Croydon park” I said

“Where’s that?” The driver asked in broken English

“Georges River Road, near the 7/11”” I answered. He nodded and we took off

“The shortest way possible please” I said. He nodded again and I turned to Billie Joe who was watching me intently

“What?” I asked, realizing that I was pretty pissed and therefore probably slurring. So was he though.

“I could fuck you right now” He said in my ear, leaning closer to me

“Keep it in your pants Billie” I said, laughing

“No one calls me Billie anymore, I like it when you do” He said

“Mean while you never say my name” I said

“Jaime, Jaime, Jaime, God, Jaime” He said

“God you have a sexy voice” I said, The cab driver was looking at us in the rear view mirror and I decided to give him a show, whether or not Billie Joe liked it.

“Let’s see if you can keep a straight face” I said unzipping his jeans, once again he wasn’t wearing underclothes, I lowered my head to his cock and ran my tongue over the tip. He drew in a deep breath and I felt him rise up in his seat a little. As I gave him head, he struggled to keep quiet and ended up biting his shirt.

“Jaime” He said. I raised my head a little and he bent down.

“I’m gonna cum” he whispered. I smiled and lowered my head back down, taking his entire length in my mouth. As the warm, salty liquid hit the back of my throat, I swallowed it all down and sat up, wiping a little from the corner of my mouth and going to kiss him. Surprisingly he let me. A few minutes later and Billie Joe was paying the cab fare and we were walking up to the small unit my sister said we could use while she was staying with her fiancé.

Chapter 2

Nick let us in and I said hello before getting each of us another beer and sitting down on the lounge. Billie Joe was trying to feel me up by putting his arm around my shoulder and sliding his hand down my shirt, and into my bra, rubbing his thumb over my nipple.

“You wanna go upstairs?” I murmured in his ear

“Fuck yeah” he replied in a low voice. We both stood and I said good night to Nick before leading Billie Joe up to my room and locking the door. I flicked on my lava lamp and turned out the main light. I also quickly tacked up my concert ticket and arm band that allowed us into the Mosh pit. I turned to see Billie Joe without his shirt on and I smiled and looked him over.

“Get over here” He said. I went over and let him peel my shirt off, followed closely by my jeans, panties and bra.

“Lay down” he instructed. I did as I was told and watched him turn to my cd collection and start to go through it.

“I have more CD’s on my ipod, it’s just there” I said. He went through that and put, of all things, 80’s music and turned it up a little, but not too loud. He lay on the bed beside me and looked into my eyes.

“There’s something about you Jaime, that makes me wanna do shit I don’t usually do with girls I meet on the road” He said

“Oh? Like what?” I asked

“Usually by now, either I’d be gone or they would be. I wouldn’t go out with them, let alone go to their house” He said. I watched him.

“I don’t usually do this either, but I wanna do it” He said getting to his knees and moving down my body and between my legs.

“Billie, wait” I said, before he moved his head down towards the place I most wanted him to touch me. He looked at me with a smile on his face

“You don’t have to” I said

“But I want too” He answered

“Well, uh, no body’s ever gone that far with me before, I’m not sure what it’s like” I said, blushing a little

“Well I guess you’re about to find out” He said and winked before lowering his head. I felt his tongue run up and down the full length of me and was positively amazed at how awesome it felt. He started sucking gently on my clit and I moaned loudly, clutching the bed spread between my fists and tipping my head back.

“Billie” I murmured, closing my eyes. He kept licking and sucking on my clit and dipped his fingers inside me. I gasped and completely lost control.

“Ima cum, Ima cum” I said and instead of lifting his head he kept going, a little rougher and faster and I came. I felt him licking it all up and moaned, his name. He trailed kisses up my body and paused before he kissed me on the lips. I tasted myself on his tongue, but it didn’t bother me. He started grinding against me slowly, still kissing me and I wrapped my arms around his shoulders.

“God I want you” He murmured in my ear, as he trailed kisses down my throat to my neck

“Well get those fucking jeans off and fuck me” I said. He stood and stripped his jeans off before laying himself on top of me again and guiding himself inside.

“Hey, Frack” Came Jenn’s voice, knocking on my door and trying the handle

“Fuck off” Billy Joe and I both said

“Alright, alright, I’ll come back later” She said. Billie Joe thrust in and out, slower than before and it felt just as good. I guess he’s had a lot of practice. I wrapped my legs around him and we moved in perfect unison.

“Oh god yes Jaime” He murmured, looking into my eyes. I looked back, smiling. He smiled back and bent his head to kiss me. Again I came before him, but he wasn’t much later, but instead of lying on top of me he rolled off and we lay side by side, coming down from our highs.

“Guess I should go have a shower and clean up” I said after a while

“Mind if I join you?” He asked

“Let’s go” I said, getting up. I peeked out my door and saw Jenn sitting on the steps waiting for me.

“best put some clothes on” I said to Billie Joe. He chuckled and pulled on his jeans. I pulled my towel around my waist and went out of my room. Jenn stood and grinned at me.

“The bathroom’s just there” I said to him. He went in and I looked at Jenn.

“What?” I asked

“How come you get to root Billie Joe?” She asked

“Cos he likes me? I don’t know” I said

“Nick wants to go back to the states” She said

“Now?” I asked

“Yeah, apparently he’s sick of being around Taz” She said

“More like he’s sick of seeing her with Jez” I replied

“Jaime, are you coming?” Billie Joe asked, opening the bathroom door and sticking his head out. The shower was running.

“Nah, just breathing heavy” I said. He laughed and nodded for me to come in

“There in a sec” I said. He closed the door again.

“You’re rock star awaits” Jenn said

“Fuck yeah, I’ll talk to you when we’re done” I said. She nodded and went down the stairs. I went into the bathroom and saw Billie Joe standing under the water. God he looked hott. I hung up my towel and stepped in behind him, sliding my arms around his waist from behind and kissing his shoulder. He turned around and held me closer and we stayed like that until the hot water ran out. We both dressed and than went down stairs.

“Nicky” I said sitting beside him on the lounge

“What?” He replied

“Jenn told me you wanted to go back to the states” I said

“Yeah” He answered

“Why?” I asked as Jenn got Billie Joe a glass of water

“I’m sick of her” He said

“Taz?” I asked

“Yeah” He replied

“Because don’t like seeing her with another guy?” I asked. He nodded

“Here’s where she’s staying, she’s by herself tonight, Jez had to work straight after the concert, go talk to her” I said scribbling the hotel name down on a piece of paper. He looked at it for a second and sighed.

“Go” Is aid pointing to the door. He reluctantly stood, gathered his wallet and mobile and left.

“You know, I should really get going too, I gotta get up and catch a plane in like 5 hours” Billie Joe said. I nodded

“I’ll get you a cab” I said picking up my mobile. He smiled and I dialled the number.

“Can I get a taxi to 126 Croydon Ave Croydon park?” I asked when the operator answered

“The nearest taxi will be there shortly” She said and I hung up.

“I’ll wait outside with you” I said

“Sure” He said. I slipped on a pair of shoes and he ran up the stairs to grab his stuff and than he followed me out the door and down towards the road.

“Thanks” He said after a silence

“For what?” I asked

“An awesome time” He answered. I smiled.

“Thank you for a great concert and a great time” I said

“Wish I didn’t have to go” He said

“Well hey we’ll both be back in the states soon, look me up sometime” I said

“So you live in the states?” He asked

“Yeah, part time in LA part time in Wisconsin” I said

“Awesome, I’ll look you up” He said as the Taxi pulled up. We stood facing each other for a minute before he leaned forwards and kissed me gently before getting in the taxi and waving as they drove away. I jogged back up to the unit and closed the door, falling onto the lounge and shaking my head in disbelief.

“Was that real?” I asked Jenn

“Uh huh” She said

“My god he’s a good fuck” I said. She laughed.

“I might go to bed” I said after a while

“Yeah, same, it’s like 2 am” She said

“Jesus” I said as we went upstairs

“Good night” She said going into her room

“Night” I answered going into mine and closing the door. I turned on the light and saw a piece of paper on my bed. I went over and picked it up, reading it through and than bursting into Jenn’s room. She was just getting under the sheets.

“Listen to this” I said, excited.

“Dear Jaime, I had such a good time with you that I’m going to give you my number, I have your’s, Jennisen gave it to me. Hope to see you again soon Love Billie Joe Armstrong” I read out

“Cool, he left you his number” She said

“SHIT!” I yelled jumping up and down. She laughed and threw a pillow at me

“Go to bed” She said. I went into my room and put on my Green Day cd, too hyper to sleep. I must’ve gotten to sleep because I woke up to my ringing phone.

“Hello?” I said groggily

“Ahh, Jaime” Came that familiar sexy voice of Billie Joe

“Billie Joe, what the hell are you doing calling me at… 1 in the afternoon? Fuck” I said. He laughed.

“What are you doing?” He asked

“I was asleep, but, now, I’m not, guess I should get up and do something” I said

“You could do me” He said almost in a whisper

“I would if you were here” I said going down stairs and passing Jenn, who was feeding Drake, Jason was beside her. I went into the kitchen and started making coffee.

“I was gonna wait until you called me, but I couldn’t help it” He said

“Well, I’m not complaining. What are you doing anyway?” I replied

“We’re taking a break from sound check while the pyro’s fix some of the fire works” he said and yawned

“Tired?” I asked

“Uh huh, unlike you, I had to get up early” He said. I laughed and poured myself coffee, taking it out the back to where we had a table and chairs set up.

“You planning on teasing and seducing some other unsuspecting crowd member at tonight’s show?” I asked innocently

“Just doing my part of the crowd pleasing, though I won’t be inviting strange 20 year olds back stage tonight” He said. I laughed again and smiled.

“Shame, for them I mean” I said

“Why’s that?” he asked

“Cos you are the best fuck I’ve ever had” I said and meant it too, Sure AJ was good, but he played it safe, going slow, not experimenting. Billie Joe wasn’t afraid to go full force and it drove me absolutely wild last night.

“When can I see you again?” He asked

“I don’t know, when do you wanna see me?” I asked

“Right now, god Jaime just talking to you is making me hard” He groaned.

“I guess I could be on a plane in half an hour and in Melbourne for your show. I just don’t have a ticket” I said

“I guess that’s easily fixed, you can call me when you land and I’ll get it all organised” He said

“Ok” I said, downing my now cool coffee and going back inside, dashing upstairs.

“I’ll be looking for you in the Mosh pit” He said

“you gonna put on a good performance like last night?” I asked

“Even better, just for you” He said

“Well I guess I’ll talk to you when you land” I said

“Looking forward to it, I’m gonna have to go and have a wank now” he said

“Be sure to think of me” I flirted

“No problem of that” He said

“Cya soon Billie” I said

“Bye Jaime” He said. I hung up and started throwing clothes into my bag, making sure at least one pair of jeans and my cut off AC/DC shirt wasn’t creased up. I quickly changed into a pair of comfortable clothes to fly in and dashed down the stairs.

“I’m going to Melbourne, than maybe Adelaide, dunno, here’s the keys” I said tossing them on the table and snatching up my wallet, phone and sunglasses.

“Jai, why?” Jenn asked

“When a rock star calls, you don’t ignore him, especially when his name is Billie Joe Armstrong” I grinned, dialling for the taxi and waiting.

“He wants you to go to Melbourne? Fuck” She said, Jas looked a little lost.

“Jai rooted 1/3 of Green Day” She filled in while I ordered a taxi to the airport. It was a big fare so it wasn’t gonna take long to get one. As I dashed out the door I yelled out goodbye and told them I loved them. The taxi arrived not long after I got out the front and I asked him to go the quickest way possible to the airport and said I’d give him $50 if he didn’t turn the metre on. He obliged and we were off. In about 45 minutes we were there and I dialled Billie Joe’s number as I ran to the ticket outlets.

“You callin to talk dirty baby?” He growled

“not quite, I’m just trying to get a ticket now” I said

“You good for money?” He asked

“Yeah, I have some in the bank” I replied and asked for the 1st flight to Melbourne. It was in 5 minutes and if I was quick I’d make it.

“Gotta go Billie, I’ll see you soon” I said. He said goodbye and hung up. I ran through the domestic terminal and found my gate and boarded just before they closed the gate for take-off. The flight was uneventful and as soon as I was off the plane I called Billie Joe again

“you here?” He asked

“Just landed, I need somewhere to stash my bag and change for the concert” I said

“We’re staying at the Comfort Inn, I booked a room for you, just gotta go and see them. I also left a ticket and back stage pass at the room for you” He said

“you’re a sweetheart” I said and hung up. I went to the hotel, changed and grabbed the ticket before going to the concert, by the time I got there Green Day was on stage. I found the Mosh pit and fought my way to the front. Mike spotted me, grinned and waved. I waved back and let everyone around me think he was waving to them. When Billie Joe finished the song Mike pointed me out and he grinned and pointed to me. A couple of girls went off. They had ‘marry me Billie Joe’ scrawled on every exposed inch of flesh. Once again Billie Joe felt himself up and I felt my body tingle with anticipation. I thoroughly enjoyed the concert, again and showed one of the security guys my pass. He lead me back to where Billie Joe, Mike and Tré were having a beer and Billie Joe grinned up at me from where he was sitting on a fold up chair.

“Well hey there boys, fancy seeing you lot here” I said, helping myself to a beer and leaning against one of the speaker boxes.

“Don’t just stand there girl, take a seat” Tré said standing

“Hey thanks” I said and sat. He made himself comfortable against the wall and we all talked for a while before Mike and Tré disappeared, leaving Billie Joe and alone.

“You have a good flight?” He asked

“Mmhmm” I answered, looking him over, again he was wearing black jeans, a chain and a black shirt with a bit of red on it. I stood and walked over, straddling his legs, placing my beer on the ground beside us.

“So how’d your wank go this afternoon?” I asked as he started rubbing my thighs up and down

“It didn’t, I was called back to the stage before I got a chance. I’ve been horny since I first called you” He said

“Well let’s go” I said

“Where too?” He asked

“I don’t care” I said and started kissing his neck and grinding against him slowly. He groaned and tipped his head to the side

“Yo BJ, we’re goin down to- never mind” Said someone I didn’t recognise. I didn’t stop to look up.

“Kinda busy now dude, later” Billie Joe said and slid his hands around to my bum. The person walked away and Billie Joe stood, holding me up.

“Where are we going?” I murmured in his ear

“Back to the hotel, so I can fuck you so hard you’ll scream and than I’ll fuck you again” He said. He set me down and took my hand, leading me out to a waiting car. It was a struggle to keep our hands to ourselves on the car ride but as soon as we were in my room, which we came to separately, we were all over each other. We practically ripped the clothes off each other and than, much like yesterday he was pounding into me so hard that his balls were slapping against my ass. We came together and lay on the bed, catching our breath and than he did something really surprising. He put his arms around me and we lay together in silence. After a while he spoke.

“Do you have a boyfriend? Or a husband? Maybe a fiancé?” He said

“Nah, not for a year” I answered

“What happened?” He asked

“He called out someone else’s name while we were making love” I said

“Cock sucker. What was his name?” He asked

“AJ” I said

“Is that why you call me Billie Joe or Billie?” He asked

“Yeah I guess. I mean I do it unconsciously I guess. I can call you BJ if you want” I said

“I like being called Billie Joe and Billie” He said, nuzzling my neck.

“Well, Billie Joe, why is it that when you could have any girl you want, you come after me” I said

“When I saw you, while I was up on stage, I just couldn’t help but think we’d have a great connection” He said

“That’s not rock star talk” I said, turning onto my side and facing him

“I’m not always a rock star” He grinned

“Damn” I said with a laugh

“Right now I’m just Billie Joe Armstrong, not Billie Joe Armstrong from Green Day” He said

“What about your wife? How does she feel about you being with me? Or any other girls?” I asked

“We’re getting divorced, it’s just habit to wear my wedding ring. As soon as we’ve got it all settled I’ll stop wearing it. But until than, I am in fact still married. Just separated” He said

“Good point. Why are you divorcing?” I asked

“She’s apparently sick of the lying and cheating. I have never once cheated on her, not even when we stopped loving each other, I was always faithful” He said

“Who could ever leave you? You’re perfect” I murmured, looking into his eyes. He kissed me gently and pulled away, half smiling.

“I’m no where near perfect. I have this fucking crazy ass job, I never see my kids, no privacy. You should no all about this, you’re a rocker too” He said

“Well, like I said the other night, we’ve only got one cd and that’s because we’re managed by a backstreet boy and the 3 of us at one stage were with Backstreet Boys. We don’t have the type of audience we want. We want fans like yours, with beer on sale at our shows, full strength however, with little skanky 17 year olds running around with ‘ Marry me Billie Joe’ or ‘Tré have my babies’ or ‘Mike you can play bass at my house’ scrawled on every exposed inch of flesh. I dunno bout Taz or Jenn but I sure as hell wanna be able to drink a beer on stage and swear my head off” I said. He laughed.

“Fan’s really have that written on their skin?” He asked

“Yeah! One chick was flashing everyone her American Idiot tattoo” I said

“God I wish I’d seen that, where was it?” He asked

“Oh her ass” I said. He laughed and pulled me closer.

“You’re an awesome person Jaime” He said softly, kissing my forehead.

“Billie, I need to tell you something” I said after a while

“What’s that?” He asked

“I don’t know what you want from me, whether it’s just a root when we’re around each other, a companion for after your divorce or a lover, but I’m not gonna let myself fall in love and get hurt again, it’s happened too many times and my heart’s broken enough as it is” I said. He sat up and looked down at me.

“I have to admit, I was hoping to get something out of this relationship apart from really great sex, but if that’s all you want, than that’s all we’ll have” He said

“So this is like, a long term thing?” I asked

“If you want it to be. We both need someone to have fun with, talk to, have sex with. Maybe we could even go to some awards show’s together” He said. I smiled and nodded.

“That’d be cool” I said

“Now that we’ve got that settled” He grinned as he climbed on top of me.

“What’s your biggest fantasy?” He asked

“Well I’ve always wanted to have sex while I’m tied up, not much of a fantasy huh” I said, blushing a little

“Good enough for me” he said pulling the cover sheet off the bed and kneeling near my head. He pulled one of my arms up and tied it securely to the corner post and than did the same with the other. His cock had become erect while tying me up and I felt myself get wetter as he moved between my legs and rubbed circles over my clit, kissing my neck, gently. He carefully slipped himself inside of me and I tried to touch him, but remembered my arms were tied. It was an awesome feeling, not being able to touch him as we fucked. Weird, but still awesome. His hands were free to roam and roam they did, u and down my sides, through my hair, across my chest, down my thighs. In no time I’d reached the point of no return and murmured his name over and over, not wanting to scream because my throat was a little sore. He came after me and when he’d calmed down, rolled off me and sat up, untying my hands.

“Oh my god, that was good” I breathed, closing my eyes and sighing happily. I felt his hand on my stomach and opened my eyes, looking into his. He was smiling.

“What’s your biggest fantasy?” I asked

“Mine was to fuck someone who was tied up, so both our fantasies came true” He chuckled

“I’m kinda tired” I said rolling on my side and looking at him.

“Do you want me to go?” He asked

“No” I said

“If you’re tired I can” he said

“Stay with me” I said

“I can’t, not all night” He said

“Ok, well just until I fall asleep?” I asked. He nodded.

“Would you like to come to Adelaide too?” he asked after a while

“Sure, if you want me too” I said

“Yeah I do. I’ll organise for a ticket on our flight and ticket and backstage pass for the show, tomorrow when I get up” He said

“Do you want me to pay you back?” I asked

“Nah, think of it as a gift” He said. I smiled and looked at him. He really was gorgeous, a gorgeous rock star who liked me and wanted me in his bed, not someone else, me.

“So why is your band taking a break after only 1 CD?” He asked

“Well, Jenn had her baby, Drake, he’s so cute and Taz and I broke up with Nick and AJ and Kev separated from his wife and lots of shit’s been goin on. Kev doesn’t agree with the way I want the band to be, he’s our manger by the way. He says we should take what we get until we’re recognised enough to completely change” I said

“And you want the band to be more rock and less pop?” He asked

“Fuck yeah, we did a duet with backstreet and sure it went to number 1 but now we’ve got teenybopper fans” I said. He laughed.

“We’ve got teenybopper fans too, we swear up on stage because that’s us, we write songs about drugs and politics and family because that’s what we do. Sure Jaime, take what you can get, but do it in your own way” He said

“How do you mean?” I asked. He sat and pulled the sheet up over me, smiling.

“Well, don’t wait until you change, because you’ll lose a heap of fans, change now, while you’re still new enough” He said

“I don’t even know if we’re gonna regroup and do more” I said

“Here’s what you should do, sit down with Kev and Jenn and Taz and tell him exactly what you want and than tell him that if he doesn’t like it he can go jump” Billie said

“I couldn’t, he’s been so good to us, paying for some of our tour last year, world tour by the way. He pushed for both film clips to be what I came up with, not something different. He’s given us a lot of help” I said, yawning

“Did he also push you into what he thinks is right for your band?” He asked, knowingly

“yeah, a bit I guess” I said

“What’s right for a pop group, may not be what’s right for a rock group” he said

“When you put it like that…” I said

“Do you write your own songs?” he asked

“Yeah, except our first 2 singles were covers, but we did wanna do that. Forever Rebel, our second single is our theme song” I said

“Well, there you go, Rebel against your manager, be a true rock star and be true to yourself” He said

“God you’re good at this” I said

“I’ve been in this business for a lot longer than the Backstreet Boys have” He said with a chuckle

“17 years” I grew up with your music. I was 4 when you first got together” I said

“Makes me feel old” He said

“Well for an old guy you’re fucking hot and you’re a fucking good root” I said. He laughed and bent over, kissing my forehead.

“I’d better disappear before they find out I’m here” He said

“What were you just saying? Rebel against your manager, be a true rock star and be true to yourself” I reminded him

“Ahh but when you’re my age with a wife you’re not quite divorced from, being found in a hotel room would not be good publicity” he said and kissed me again before getting off the bed and pulling his clothes on.

“Let me know what’s going on tomorrow” I said to him

“I surely will” He said

“Bye Billie” I called as he left. I lay back and closed my eyes drifting into a peaceful sleep.

Chapter 3

I woke to find a beautiful red rose beside me on the bed and the smell of something delicious. I guessed it was coming from the tray of food sitting on the bed side table. I sat up, pulling the sheet with me and looked at the food, there were croissants, bagels, bacon and eggs, juice, coffee, toast and little packets of spread. I pulled on my t-shirt and panties and went into the living area of my hotel room and saw Billie Joe, Tré and Mike watching the TV, which was turned down low. Tré was bent over a notebook and Billie Joe had his acoustic guitar in his lap. I watched the 3 of them for a while, deciding none of them looked like rock stars this morning, apart from their clothes.

“Mornin fella’s” I said cheerfully. All 3 looked up and smiled at me.

“Morning Jaime” Mike said

“hey babe” Tré greeted, Billie Joe didn’t say anything, just looked me over.

“I got some awesome food here, that I won’t eat by myself, you 3 care to join me?” I asked. The 3 of them nodded. I went back into the bedroom and grabbed the tray before returning. Billie Joe made room on the lounge and I placed the tray on the floor and snavelled a piece of bacon and a croissant before they grabbed what they wanted.

“Sleep good?” Billie Joe asked

“Oh yeah” I said. He smiled.

“Here’s your ticket’s” He said pulling them from his pocket and handing them to me

“Thankin ya” I said, putting them on the coffee table and grabbing the coffee, putting 3 sugars in it.

“Why you all camped out in my room?” I asked

“The fans found ours” Mike said, with a mouth full of egg and toast

“Damn” I said

“We’ve been talking and we’ve decided that if you want to, we’ll give you some rock star tips and maybe help write a few songs” Billie said

“Oh that’d be cool, but I’d have to ask the girls first” I said

“of course, all 3 should make the decision” Tré said

“and talk it over with Kev” I said, Billie Joe gave me a look

“Make him do it our way” I added. He smiled and nodded.

“This might be awkward but I’ve been really curious since Billie Joe first brought you back stage, what’s your favourite Green Day song?” Mike asked

“Umm, I don’t have just 1 favourite, I love Are We The Waiting, Holiday, Hitchin’ A Ride, Geek Stink Breath, Jesus Of Suburbia all of Jesus Of Suburbia especially I Don’t Care, that one rocks, Give Me Novocaine” I listed

“So, you like a lot of songs” Mike asked

“Yeah pretty much” I said with a nod

“Well I got one of our entourage to go buy your cd for me and jeez Jaime you’re real good” Tré said. I couldn’t help but grin.

“Thanks” I said

“I really like 24 Hours From Civilisation” Billie Joe said

“Oh that is so hard to do live, we always get mixed up” I said, taking a sip of coffee and bite of croissant

“And what about American Hero, beautiful song” Mike said

“That one’s about Jenn’s sister who’s a soldier. She was going to Iraq before she fell pregnant” I said

“My favourite song would have to Free Beer” Tré said

“I can’t believe you have a favourite song” I said, laughing. He just grinned at me. My mobile started ringing and I went into the bedroom to get it, I came back out to see Tré again writing in a notebook, Billie and Mike were fighting over the last piece of bacon.

“Yesm?” I asked, answering my phone.

“Jai, are you busy now?” AJ asked

“AJ” I said. Billie Joe stopped what he was doing and looked up at me. Mike took the opportunity to get the bacon.

“Yeah, who’d you think it was? Jai, I love you I really do” He said

“Don’t do this AJ, not now, not after a goddamn year” I said, going over towards the door, not exactly wanting to be alone, but not wanting them to hear me at the same time. Billie Joe made a move to stand and come over, but I shook my head and he stayed sitting.

“I can’t live without you Jaime, I’ve been a mess ever since you left” He said

“What am I supposed to do? Forgive and forget?” I snapped angrily, this time all three pairs of eyes were on me

“It was a mistake” he said

“AJ, you called another girls name, while we were making love” I said, to remind him. Tré’s mouth dropped and Mike stared at me, in disbelief.

“So you keep telling me, god Jaime you love me don’t you?” He said

“I-I’m not sure I do any more AJ” I said, this time Billie Joe stood and came over to me, putting his hand on my shoulder, his eyes were sad and I knew he wanted to help.

“Oh” AJ said

“You hurt me really bad, I can’t just forget that and forgive you” I said

“Let me make it up to you” he said

“I can’t, AJ I’m seeing someone” I said, looking into Billie’s eyes, He smiled and kissed my head

“You moved on quick didn’t you?” He asked, he sounded hurt and angry

“It’s been a year” I said, moving away from Billie

“What we had was great, you ruined it” He said

“I ruined it? You fucking pretentious cunt, I was working when you decided to fuck some fucking whore” I said

“I went to her because you weren’t putting out” He retorted

“Oh fuck you” I said and threw my phone away, laying into the wall.

“hey, hey” Billie Joe said, grabbing my arms and pulling me away. I had tears streaming down my face and blood dripping from my fists from where I’d put a rather large hole in the wood and plaster. He pulled me into a hug and rubbed my back.

“Now that’s rock star” Tré said and I couldn’t help but laugh.

“I’m sorry, I’ll pay for it” I said to Billie Joe as I looked up at him

“no, it’s ok I’ll pay. Come and sit down” he said leading me over to the lounge

“AJ’s your ex, obviously” Mike said

“yeah, fucking bastard” I said

“You wanna talk about it? Sometimes it helps” he suggested

“I don’t wanna dump my problems on you guys” I said

“Hey, we might write a fucking kick ass song about it” Tré said. I laughed again and took the juice Billie Joe was offering me. He went into the bathroom.

“We were together for the better part of 2 years, we planned on getting married and having kids. Dysfunct had just started doing there own thing, getting away from the support band act, you know? And we were always working, making the album, writing songs, planning the tour, all that kinda shit” I said as Billie Joe came back into the room with 2 clothes. He gently wrapped them around my hands and held them.

“And if we weren’t working I was completely wiped out, I needed sleep or I wasn’t gonna function properly. I also had a bit of a bout with anorexia, which took a lot out of me. I stopped wanting to make love, I just completely lost my sex drive, I was too exhausted. He was patient, never forced me and than Jenn went into labour while I was staying with her, for a girly night, and after she’d had the baby and we’d seen her and all that, AJ and I went back home and you know we started making love and he called out Emma instead of Jaime and I left” I said, wiping my face on my sleeve. All 3 were silent.

“Jenn, Taz and I made a pact that we’d finish the tour, do the Forever Rebel film clip and some promotional shit and than take a break, to sort ourselves out and now, here I am” I said with a shrug

“I know what we’ll call it” Tré piped up. I looked at him, unsure of what he meant.

“The song, we’ll call it Up Yours” He said. I laughed and nodded

“No, how bout Lying Cheating Fucking Loser” Mike said

“Nah, I reckon we should call it Backdoor Boys Don’t Make Great Lovers” Billie Joe said, we all laughed

“How about we call it, Revenge Of The Born Again Rocker” I said

“Fuck YEAH!” Tré said, pumping his fist in the air. Billie Joe grabbed his guitar and started strumming it with practised ease.

“This is the story of a Rock Star, who got hurt and wants him to burn. The Revenge Of The Born Again Rocker, be careful she’s out to get him” He sang playfully

“Who does he think he is? God’s gift to women? I think not, he’s just a sad man who wants everything and got jack fucking shit” I sang. Mike, Tré and Billie cheered

“He got his houses and his cars, he’s got his friends and he got his whores but she got her own back, she’s got her dignity still intact this is the Revenge Of the Born Again Rocker” added Tré, using his thighs and the table as his drums. I laughed and decided that these guys were way cooler than AJ could ever be. My phone started ringing and I just stared at it. Billie Joe put down his guitar and picked it up, looking at it with a funny look on his face. He figured out which buttons to press and answered it, putting it on speaker phone for all of us to hear.

“Hello” He said

“What the fuck? Who is this?” Came AJ’s voice

“Uh, this is Billie Joe and who might I speaking to?” Billie said

“Where’s Jaime, put her on” AJ insisted

“She’s not able to come to the phone right now” Billie said

“Why not? Where is she, let me speak to my girlfriend” AJ demanded

“No can do” Billie said

“Why the fuck not?” AJ said, he was starting to get angry

“Cos, you’ve fucked her around enough” Billie said and hung up the phone, grinning at me. The phone started ringing again and he answered it, once again putting it on speaker phone

“You’ve reached Jaime Cobain’s voicemail, please leave a message after the ‘fuck you’. Fuck You” He said and waited.

“Billie Joe? Put Jaime on the damn phone” Jenn said laughing. I cracked up and took the phone off him.

“Hey Frick” I said

“Frack, my girl, how’s groupie life treatin ya?” She asked

“Groupie life is pretty damn cool, dunno why I didn’t think of doin this before” I said, the phone was still on loud speaker and Mike and Tré laughed. Billie Joe just shook his head and smiled.

“I’m on speaker phone huh” She said

“Yeah” I answered

“Well, I just called to say that Kev wants us back in the states tomorrow, well actually he said and I quote “I want you girls back in the states yesterday” whatcha think?” She asked

“Did he say why he wanted us back in the states?” I asked

“Something about a new single. I think he wants us to release American Hero” She said

“Ahh, well why can’t he come to us? He’s the one with fucking ticketless travel” I said

“true that sister girl” Jenn said

“Fuck it, I’ll call him and tell him to come here, but Frick before than we need to have a meeting, you guys wanna meet me in Adelaide on Saturday?” I asked

“I guess we could do that, Nick and Taz are back together by the way” She said

“Guess, she’s over Adam” I shrugged

“Guess so, anyway you call Kev, I can’t deal with him right now, he’s on my case about Drake and UGH” She said

“Yeah, yeah I’ll deal with him, cya on Saturday” I said

“Tooldes chickie” She said

“C u bye” I replied and hung up. The 3 guys were looking at me expectantly

“Gotta make a call, won’t be a tick” I said and hit Kev’s speed dial, waiting.

“Kevin Richardson” Came Kev’s crisp voice

“hey Kev” I said

“Just the girl I was gonna call in 5 minutes” He said

“What’s up?” I asked

“Just doing manager shit, what about you?” He asked

“I’m practising to be a real rock star” I grinned. Billie Joe grinned at me and stood up, going over to where Mike had put the tray and grabbing another juice.

“How?” He asked

“hanging with Green Day, rooting Green Day, pissing up with Green Day” I said

“Ahh, Green Day, very unprofessional” He said

“I don’t think so, Billie’s been giving me some real good advice. Why do you want us back in the states anyway?” I asked

“SO Jenn’s called you already?” He asked

“Mmhmm” I replied

“I want you guys back here to release another single” he said

“Why can’t you come here?” I asked

“Because it’d be easier if you guys just came back here” He said

“Well, I’m not leaving until Monday at the latest, so it’ll have to wait until than” I said. Billie Joe smiled proudly at me.

“I’m your manager Jai” He said

“Yes, you’re our manager, but we are ultimately the ones who get to decide what we do, where we do it and how we do it. Kev, look I love you, you’re one of my best friends and you’re an awesome manager, but you gotta let us make some decisions” I said

“I’m doing what’s best for your career” he argued

“Sorry Kev, I’m not coming home until Monday” I said

“Fine” He said

“I’ll see you after we’ve all gotten over our jet lag” I said. He just hung up. I put my phone and the coffee table and shook my head.

“When are we leaving?” I asked

“Not for a couple of hours, we have strict instructions to stay in the hotel until we have to go to the airport” Tré said

“So why aren’t we having fun?” I asked

“What’s fun to do in a hotel room?” Mike asked

“well I can think of at least 1 thing” Billie Joe said and received pillow’s aimed at his head

“Why aren’t we like at the pool? Or down in the bar? Shit even the gym would be better than this” I said

“Well, you might wanna change before we leave” Bille Joe said

“Yeah, I will, you guys decide what we’re doing and I’ll be out soon” I said and left the room. I closed the door and went through my small amount of clothes, I found my swimmers and raised my eyebrow at them, not knowing I actually put them in. I pulled them, denim shorts and a muscle top on and went back into the room.

“So?” I asked

“we couldn’t decide” Mike said with a grin

“You know? If I was as rich as you lot I’d be living it up” I said, grabbing my wallet and going to the hotel room door.

“Coming?” I asked before going out. The 3 of them filed out after me and we rode the elevator to the top floor. As the doors started opening I peered out and saw some chick walking around. One turned around and I saw she had a pink Green Day shirt on.

“maybe not this floor” I said and hit the roof button. We emerged onto the roof which had a pool, spa, bar and music.

“I’m going swimming” I said to them as we stepped out of the elevator.

“I don’t have bathers” Billie Joe said

“Wear your jeans, shit, you can afford another few pairs” I said with a laugh as I put my wallet on a deck chair and starting to strip off. Billie Joe quickly emptied his pockets, peeled off his shirt and stripped down to his boxers, kicking his shoes and socks off. I back flipped into the water and came up to see Mike, Tré and Billie all in their underclothes jumping into the pool. We played a riveting came of tag, marco polo and than had chicken fights, which was pretty cool. Than their manager told them it was tiem to go to the airport so we got out, dried off and redressed, going to our separate rooms and packing our stuff. Billie Joe gave me some money and said that he’d meet me at the gate at the airport. I let them go first and than waited 10 minutes before leaving the hotel and getting into a taxi. At the airport I found Billie Joe waiting for me, wearing a cap and sunglasses.

“Come on, let’s go, everyone else is already on the plane” He said. I let him lead me onto the plane and he sat me next to Tré before going to his seat.

“So, I’m next to you huh?” I asked

“Looks like it” he chuckled

“You’re a really good drummer” I said to him

“Thanks” He said. I smiled and watched him scribbled stuff on a page. I decided not to disturb him and instead, looked past him out the window. We took off and he closed the book and put his pencil down.

“Finished” he announced

“Song?” I asked

“Letter” he answered. I nodded.

“It’s to my son” he said with a smile

“Cool” I said

“You got kids?” he asked me

“Nah, I miscarried” I said

“Oh, I’m sorry” He said

“I didn’t really want it anyway, I was only 17” I explained

“I see” He said

“I’d love to have a baby and get married an all that though, one day, not right now, I’m only 20” I said

“Any one in mind?” He asked

“like Billie Joe?” I asked. He nodded.

“Who knows? Right now we’re just crusiing along, just friends with benefits” I said

“Best friends to have” he grinned. I nodded, laughing.

“You know about Billie Joe’s wife right?” He asked cautiously

“Yeah, we talked about it, I’m ok with it, it’s not like we’re in love or anything. We’re just gonna be there for each other” I said

“I have a feeling he’s gonna ask you to stay with him when we go home” He said

“Well, I’ll have to say no, I’ve got my job to think about too” I said

“indeed you do” he agreed. We talked for the rest of the trip, getting to know each other and mucking around. Tré was pretty cool. They all were. When we landed. I left the plane before them and went straight to the hotel where I had to adjoining room next door to Billie Joe. While I waited for them to show up I rang jenn.

“I told Kev we weren’t leaving until Monday, he’s got the shits with me” I said to her when she answered

“Those Green Day boys are having a very bad influence on my little Frack” She said

“Jenn, I haven’t been this happy in forever” I said

“I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself hun” She said

“Billie Joe and I talked, we’re gonna be friends” I said

“I know what kinda friends you’re gonna be” She said with a laugh

“Yeah, and we’re gonna go to awards shows and stuff together, just as friends. So are you coming here on Saturday?” I asked

“Yep, Taz and I arranged it all, we’re even staying at the same hotel as you” She said

“Awesome” I said and went to answer the door because someone knocked. I opened it and there was Billy Joe. I smiled and let him in.

“I gotta go Jenn, Billie’s here” I said

“Oh, I see, well I’ll talk to you later” She said

“indeedy, toodles” I said and hung up, shoving my phone in my pocket.

“Whatcha doin?” he asked making himself comfortable on the chair

“Nothin, you?” I asked

“Same” he said

“When do you guys go back to the US?” I asked

“Tuesday” He said

“Bummer” I said

“Yeah, cos you’re leaving on Monday huh” he said

“Yep, gotta go abck to work since we’ve had close to a year off” I said

“Well at least you all seem to have yourselves under control again” he said

“Yeah” I said, sitting down beside him.

“You got any nominations for the Grammy’s??” he asked

“4, not that we’ll win, we didn’t last year and that was when we actually had singles out” I said

“Who knows?” he asked

“Yeah” I said

“You wanna be my date?” He asked

“Yeah, I’ll be your date” I said with a laugh. We sat in a comfortable silence for about 5 minutes before he turned to me.

“You checked out your bathroom yet?” He asked

“No, why?” I asked. He stood and tugged on my hand

“Come on” He said\

“How good could a bathroom be?” I asked as he pulled me through to the bathroom.

“Real good” He said and pushed open the door. There was champagne chilling on ice beside the gigantic spa tub with rose petals spread everywhere and unlit candles.

“Oh my god, it’s gorgeous” I said, stepping in and looking around.

“I wasn’t sure if you liked this kinda shit” he said

“I do, but Billie why?” I asked

“Sometimes I like to show a girl a good time” He said with a shrug. I went over and started filling the tub.

“You got time for a bath?” I asked him

“Not really” he said

“Oh come on, rebel against your manager” I said, starting to undress. He came in, closed the door and also started to undress. When the tub was filled I poured us both a glass of champagne and turned the jets on before I got in. Billie Joe got in and sat opposite me and picked up his glass of bubbly.

“I’d like to make a toast” I said to him, raising my glass. He nodded for me to continue.

“To hott guitarists with hott names and who can have great sex. To fuck buddies” I said

“To fuck buddies” he repeated and raised his glass to me. We touched them together and than took a sip.

“God this shit is disgusting” I said. He cracked up laughing and spat champagne every where

“I agree, but let’s be posh for a minute and sip our champagne” He said and promptly guzzled the whole glass. I downed mine and grabbed up the bottle.

“You ever perform drunk?” I asked, swigging from the bottle

“Oh yeah, you?” He asked when I passed it to him

“Once, last year, we got absolutely trashed and went on stage, needless to say we weren’t very well the next day” I said. He laughed and passed the bottle to me after he had a mouthful.

“Let’s play truth or dare” He said

“Ok rock star” I said

“Truth or dare?” He asked me

“Truth” I said

“Have you ever been with a girl?” He asked

“No, truth or dare” I said

“Dare” He grinned

“Ok, while your on stage tonight you have to throw yourself to the ground at Tré’s drums and profess your undying love to him” I said

“What? No fucking way” He said, laughing

“It’s either that or strip on stage, you pick” I said

“Fine, I’ll do it” he said

“Good, I’ll have to get a camera before the concert” I said

“Truth or dare” He said

“Truth” I said

“Chicken. Ok am I the best fuck you’ve ever had?” He asked. I stayed quiet on purpose, trying to freak him out. It seemed to be working cos he lost his smile.

“Billie, listen I don’t wanna disappoint you, but hell yeah you’re the best fuck I’ve ever had. You actually let me do stuff, AJ never did and the guys before that were all too drug fucked to get it up, so they had to pretend” I said

“You little…” he trailed off

“Little what?” I asked, egging him on

“You little fucker” he said. I laughed.

“Truth or dare” I said

“truth” He said

“What was the worst time of your life?” I asked

“Probably wheen Green Day were having some problems and on the verge of splitting up, I haven’t felt that way since than and I felt pretty bad” He said

“My sister would remember that, I think I was a bit young” I said

“Truth or dare?”

“Truth” I said

“What was your worst time?” He asked. I held up my wrists and showed him, his face softened.

“When I woke up from a coma and realised I was still alive, thank fully though I got over that” I said. He nodded and held my hands gently.

“Truth or dare” I said after taking another quick swig of champagne and passing him the bottle

“truth” He said

“Havbe you ever had a 3some?” I asked

“Yeah, plenty” He said “truth or dare”

“Dare” I said. A grin spread across his face and he leaned forward a little

“I dare you to go into Tré’s room, where he and Mike are writing a song, wearing nothing but my strategically place cap” He said

“Oh fuck off” I said

“Either that or go down to the lobby naked” He said

“Jesus you little shit” I said getting out of the tub. He followed and wrapped a towel around himself. I quickly dried off and snatched up his cap. He opened the door and checked no one was around while I organised myself. I held the cap covering my lower section and my other arm across my breasts. He followed me down the hall and knocked on the door for me.

“Oh my god” I said as Tré called out ‘come in’. Billie opened the door and pushed it open. I closed my eyes and felt the blush rising to my cheeks.

“Oh hey Jaime, you wanna come in for a beer?” Mike asked

“Yeah, like I could hold one” I said

“Why do you think I invited you in” He grinned.

“You havne’t finished your dare yet” Billie Joe said. I took a breath and stepped into the room.

“I’m sorry, it’s a dare” I said standing just inside the door.

“hey you’re welcome here anytime, especially dressed like that” Tré answered

“Oh shit” I heard Billie Joe say and than he was shoving me into the room and slamming the door. I lost the cap and Mike and Tré quickly diverted their eyes.

“Billie, what the hell?” I asked ducking behind him.

“Sorry, fans” He said. Mike and Tré cracked up.

“Come with me Jaime, I’ve got some clothes you can put on” Tré said tossing me on over shirt. I quickly pulled it around me and made sure it covered everything before following him into the bedroom. He passed me a tshirt and some jeans and than left, closing the door. I quickly pulled the stuff on and went back out to the others. Billie Joe was still in his towel, I went over, opened the door and whistled loudly, the fans spun around and I grabbed Billie and shoved him out of the room, pulling the towel off him as he stumbled out. Than I closed the door. There was a lot of screaming and I counted to 30 before I opened the door again. Billie Joe frantically ran in and slammed it closed. He was pissing himself laughing as he lay on the floor. I also cracked up, as did Tré and Mike. I dropped the towel on him and made myself comfortable beside Mike.

“Guess we’re gonna be here for a while” I said

“Our bath is getting cold and our bubbly hot” Whined Billie Joe

“Oh I can handle this” Tré said standing up,

“What are you gonna do?” I asked

“I’m gonna say you’re my friend” he said

“what about me?” Billie Joe asked

“They know who you are freak, no way I can disguise your ugliness” Tré said with a laugh.

“I gotta get back down there too” he said

“Yeah yeah” Tré said and opened the door, letting me go out first.

“Heya girls” He said to them

“Who’s that?” Asked one rudely

“This is a friend of mine, visiting from France, she needs to get back to her room” He said

“Oh yeah? She don’t look French” Said the same rude girl

“Excusee, I am from Francaise” I said with a French accent

“You speak english very well” Said another girl

“Oui, I learned from mon ami Tré” I said

“Come on Michelle” Tré said ushering me down the hall, The girls followed.

“Was it you who pushed BJ out of the room naked?” Another asked

“Oui, j’adore his body, tu pas?” I asked

“What?” They said

“I adore his body, don’t you?” Translated Tré

“Oh yeah” They agreed.

“Hey, me and Mike are gonna be down stairs in about 5 minutes to sign a few autographs, why don’t you go on down and wait for us” He said. The girls disappeared before I could even say ‘au revoir’.

“I didn’t know you spoke French” I said

“With a name like Tré, I gotta know some” He said and hugged me before going back down to his room. Billie Joe quickly ran down the hall and into mine. We got back in the bath and had more champagne.

“Who’s turn was it?” He asked

“Mine, truth or dare” I said

“truth” He answered

“I can’t think of anything” I said after a minute

“Ask me about my sex life or something” He suggested

“is it true that you felt yourself up on stage to tease every female in the audience?” I asked

“Hell yes it’s true” He said just as his mobile started ringing.

“Shit, didn’t even know I had it” he said reaching over the side and picking it up. Memories of the Night AJ and I were in the tub flooded back and I quickly had 2 big gulps of champagne. He checked the caller id and tossed it back down onto the ground.

“Mike” He said

“Oh” I said

“You ok?” He asked

“It reminded me of the night I found out about him cheating” I said

“Oh babe” He said moving closer to me and hugging me and kissing me gently

“You know it’s weird, I can think of really stupid things I hate about him, but at the time I loved him for it” I said

“Like what?” Billie Joe said

“Like he’d never let me hold him, he always had to hold me” I said

“And that’s bad?” He asked

“No, but now that I think about it, it used to really piss me off” I said

“Well, you can hold me anytime” He said quickly turning over and laying against my chest, between my legs. I laughed and wrapped my arms and legs around him.

“Can I ask you a really serious and personal question?” I asked

“Sure” he said

“If you and your wife weren’t getting divorced, would we be doing this?” I asked

“No” He said

“Ok” I answered. He held my hands and kissed my arms.

“If you were still with cock sucker would you be doing this?” He asked

“No” I said. He nodded.

“lucky we’re not with them any more than huh” He said. I chuckled and rubbed my hands over his chest. He pulled my legs around him and rubbed them up and down.

“I want a tattoo” I said, out of the blue

“Get one” He said

“Scared of needles” I replied

“What would you get?” He asked

“Maybe a sun on my wrist or forearm” I said

“Cool” He said

“I dunno” I said. His phone started ringing again, but ignored it.

“Aren’t you gonna get that?” I asked

“Nope” He said

“Why?” I asked

“Because it’ll just be Tré or Mike telling me to get my ass down stairs to get to the sound check and show and shit” He said

“Well don’t you think you should go?” I asked

“Nope” He said again

“Why not?” I asked. He sat up and turned around,

“Because I’m horny” He said

“Well why don’t we fuck, and get it over with” I said

“I was hoping you’d say that” He said and slipped inside me. He manoeuvred us so that he was against the tub and I was on top of him. As I started moving up and down on top of him, his phone started ringing again. I went harder and faster, deciding to make it a quickie. I leaned forwards so my mouth was near his ear and started talking dirty to him.

“Oh fuck Jaime I’m gonna cum, cum with me” He said

“Come on Billie, cum for me baby” I moaned in his ear. He closed his eyes and groaned loudly as I felt him start to cum. AS soon as he started I went over the edge and buried my head in his neck, moaning his name. He held me against him and we both calmed down.

“I should go now” He said to me

“Yeah” I answered

“I’ll see you at the show” He said as I got off him. He got out and quickly dressed, blowing me a kiss before leaving. I relaxed in the tub for another hour or so before getting out and getting out some clothes for the concert. I got dressed and decided to go for a walk, because I still had 2 hours before the show. I found a hairdresser and went in, deciding on the spot to get my hair dyed. When I was finished I had my naturally blonde hair on the top and than different coloured layers. I had Black on the bottom, blue, red and purple and than my natural colour. I thought it looked pretty good. I got the bus to the show and went in, again fighting my way to the front. Billie Joe spotted me and smiled. They sang American Idiot and than I saw Billie Joe take a deep breath and drop to his knees in front of Tré’s drums.

“Tré, man, I love you so much” He said into his mic and I cheered, of course I was the only one.

“I uh, love you too BJ” Tré said, it was nearly completely silent in the stadium and I started laughing.

“I’m glad you think it’s funny” Billie Joe said pointing to me. I cracked up even harder and had to lean on the fence for support.

“Ladies and gentleman, the only girl with a sense of humour” He said coming to the edge of the stage and looking at me. I calmed down a bit and looked up at him, starting to laugh all over again.

“Incase you were all wondering, that was a dare” Billie Joe said and they went on with the concert. By now the gaurds new me and let me through without showing my pass. As I walked backstage and saw Billie Joe I started laughing again.

“BJ told us about your dare, nice one” Tré said

“It was either that or stripping” I said.

“We were thinking of going to a party tonight, did you wanna come?” Billie Joe asked

“Fuck it why not?” I said. He smiled and we went back to the hotel so they could change. Billie Joe was putting on his chain when Mike and Tré burst into his room.

“Let’s go” Mike said. I wasn’t sure how we were all getting there so I hung behind, trailing them cautiously.

“Come on” Billie Joe said, putting his arm around my shoulders

“I wasn’t sure if I was going separately” I said

“Altogether, plus, we’re just friends” he grinned down at me “By the way, your hair looks fucking awesome”

“Thanks” I said. We left the hotel and got into a waiting taxi. When we arrived the party was already in full swing and as we walked in a lot of people wanted to shake their hands. Billie Joe always introduced me but no one cared. I left his side and went over to a corner sitting down.

“There you are” Said a voice. I looked up and saw AJ

“AJ?” I asked, standing up

“Yeah, come on, I wanna talk” He said

“No, I don’t think that’s a good idea” I said

“Come on” He demanded taking my hand. I looked around for Billie Joe or Mike or Tré and they were no where to be found. AJ dragged me through the crowd and out into the backyard.

“Where’s you little friend now?” AJ said meanly as he pushed me down into a seat. I went to stand up but he held me down.

“Fuck of AJ and let me go” I said to him

“I just wanna fucking talk” He said and I finally smelt the alcohol on him

“You’ve been drinking” I said

“So what if I have? You fucking drink” He snapped

“But I don’t have a goddamn problem with it” I snapped back. He raised his fist and was about to punch me when Billie Joe caught his arm from behind.

“You lay a fucking hand on her and I’ll kill you” Billie Joe said calmly

“She’s my fucking girlfriend” AJ said, pulling his arm away

“No, she’s not, you broke up with her when you called out another girls name. Now leave” Billie Joe said, still calm. AJ punched him square in the face. I screamed and tried to get between them, copping an elbow in the head. I stumbled back as tears sprang to my eyes. Billie Joe was struggling to keep AJ off him. I tried again to get between them and once again and managed to separate them, only because Mike and Tré had appeared and hauled Billie Joe off AJ.

“Jaime you’re bleeding” AJ said reaching out to touch me.

“Don’t” I said. He ignored me and I pushed him backwards.

“Why the fuck are you here? I’m not fucking interested” I said, getting angry

“I just wanna talk” He said

“Well you should’ve thought of that before you tried to fucking hit me” I said

“You know what? You’re just a spoiled little girl, you want it all and can’t handle it when you don’t have everything to yourself” He said. I thought about punching him, but instead I just turned around. He grabbed my wrist and than I really did punch him. There was absolute silence as he fell backwards and landed on his back.

“Fuck you” I said and turned around, feeling a little woozy. I felt myself falling but just before I landed I saw Billie Joe running towards me. He caught me and I passed out.

Chapter 4

“Where am i?” I mumbled to no one in particular, I didn’t even know if I was alone or not and I sure as hell didn’t know where I was.

“Jai, you’re in my hotel room” I heard a voice say. I struggled to open my eyes and noticed straight away I could only see out of one. I saw Billie Joe above me and just looked up at him.

“How are you feeling?” he asked softly. He had bruises all over his face.

“Like I drank a bar dry” I groaned. He chuckled.

“What happened?” I asked

“AJ, your ex showed up at the party and we got into a fight, you got hit by one of us” He said

“Did I kill him?” I asked

“No, he’s fine, Nick, you’re friend admitted him into a rehab clinic” He said

“Oh. Why can’t I see?” I asked

“Because your eye is swollen shut” he said

“Oh” I said

“You pack a pretty hard hit babe, wouldn’t like to be on the receiving end of one” he said and grinned. I smiled and turned my head away from him. I suddenly felt ugly.

“How long was I unconscious for?” I asked

“15 minutes. There’s a doctor on the way” He said

“Are you ok?” I asked reaching up and touching his face

“I’m fine, it’s not as bad as it looks, he came off worse than me” He said. There was a knock at the door and he bent down and kissed my forehead.

“I’ll be back” he said. I nodded and rolled on to my side, trying to ignore the pounding in my head. I heard him talking to someone and than their voices got louder as they entered the room.

“Jaime, I’m Dr Mcviene” Said a kind male voice

“hi” I said

“I’m just gonna check your eye ok? It’s gonna hurt but Billie Joe here is gonna hold your hand ok” He said

“Ok” I said and felt Billie Joe slip my hand into his.

“Squeeze when it hurts” He said

“Ok” I said and rolled back ont my back.

“Now I’m gonna try and open it, so I can see if there’s any blood” The Dr said. I nodded and closed my good eye. I felt the doctor proding my eye and squeezed Billie Joe’s hand, trying not to tense up. The Dr got it open and as light flooded into it tears formed.

“I’m sorry, I won’t be long” He said. I took deep breaths and tried to think about something else, to no avail.

“There’s a little blood in your eye, we’ll have to drain it out” Dr Mcviene said. More tears formed. Billie Joe kissed my hand and brushed my hair back from my face. I really didn’t like pain.

“How about I give you a half shot of Morphine, that should relax you a little and it won’t be as painful” He said

“You got any Novacaine?” I asked and laughed at my own joke.

“Hey, babe how bout we sing” Billie Joe said

“Ok, what are we singing?” I asked, looking at him with my good eye

“Holiday” He said and started singing. I joined in and only barely felt the prick of the needleas it entered my skin. I did however feel the sting of the morphine being injected into my blood and felt the tears slip down my cheeks. After 15 minutes the doctor started getting the blood out of my eye. When he was done he told Billie Joe to keep an eye on me and not to let me sleep for 3 hours. He’d put a patch over my eye and bandaged my head. I didn’t know what was wrong with it, I guess Billie Joe would tell me if I asked. Mike and Tré came in, both carrying stuff that I couldn’t quite make out.

“here ya go” Tré said, holding out a block of chocolate

“Oh yum” I said, sitting up.

“And a coke” Mike said handing me the bottle.

“Thanks” I said. The morphione was starting to wear off and the pain was getting bad, but I thought I should just grin and bare it, it was kinda my fault what happened anyway.

“I’m so tired” I said

“No sleeping” Billie Joe said

“I know” I said. Mike and Tré sat down and my phone started ringing.

“Oh fuck off” I groaned.

“I’ll get it” Billie Joe said and grabbed it from the coffee table.

“Hello” He said and paused.

“Oh hey there Brian, I’m Billie Joe, a friend of Jaime’s” He said and listened intently to what was being said.

“She’s fine, I’ll put her on” He said and handed the phone to me

“Hey Rok” I said

“Hey sweetie, Nick just told us what happened” He said, he sounded tired. I looked at my watch and saw that it was early morning there

“Yeah” I said

“When Nick was admitting him apparently he was crying and saying sorry to you” He said

“I definitely can’t forgive him now. He beat up Billie Joe” I said

“You sound like you really like him” Brian said

“We’re just friend Rok” I said, rolling my eye and wincing a little

“Not what Nick tells us” He said

“Since when has Nick said anything even remotely intelligent or believing” I said

“Well, that’s true, he looking after you?” He asked

“Of course, he’s a most gentle rock star” I said, grinning at Billie Joe. I saw him blush, for the first time ever and chuckled.

“I’m glad he’s treating you right. I have to go, Baylee is starting to get on Leigh’s nerves, I’ll talk to you later sweetie” He said

“Ok, love ya Rok” I said

“Love ya too” He said and we both hung up.

“That was Brian, he’s a Backstreet Boy, a nicer one” I said

“He seemed nice” Billie Joe said

“Why were you calling him Rock?” Mike asked

“Oh, he was really into basket ball when he was younger and they guys just invented B-rok, kinda like Frick and Frack” I said

“That’s you and Jenn right?” Tré asked

“It was Nick and Brian before it was Jenn and I” I said. They stayed and we talked for about an hour before they went to bed.

“Billie” I said as we watched TV. He was holding me gently

“Yeah” He said

“Can we talk?” I asked

“What about?” He replied

“Anything, I’m getting really sleepy” I said

“Why don’t we write a song” He said

“Ok” I said and let him go and get his guitar and some paper and pencils. He came back and sat on the bed, facing me.

“You wanna right or play?” He asked

“What do you wanna do?” I asked

“I’ll do either” He said

“Well, how about I play first and you write and than we swap” I said

“Sounds good” he said, passing me his guitar. It looked fairly old, it had scratches on it and stickers. I guessed he’d had it for a while. I took the pick he offered and started playing randomly, just to get the feel of it.

“What do we want this song to be about?” He asked

“Something meaningful, like Holiday or American Idiot, but not, you know?” I said

“We can do that” he said

“How do you write?” I asked

“I just think and normally it comes to me, if we’re doing a group thing we play a game, where you start off with a topic and say the first thing that comes to your mind” He said

“Ok, well let’s do that, our topic can be Ex’s” I said

“Heart break” He said and scribbled it down

“Tears” I replied. We kept it up for about half an hour, Billie Joe scribbling the words down as we said them. We came up with a fairly long list of words that we associated with ex’s and than we started mucking around with chords on the guitar. We came up with a basic riff and started working on the lyrics, which were ok, but not great.

The more I talked to you,

The more I fell for you.

The more I fell for you,

The more I wanted you.

The more I wanted you,

The more I realised that life with you,

Would be exactly what I wanted.

Than I had you and it was perfect,

But that was only until I saw

The way you really were.

We decided it needed a lot more work and by that time I was able to go to sleep. Billie Joe wouldn’t let me go back to my own room so I stayed in his. We curled up against each other and I drifted to sleep feeling his breath on my neck. I woke up to pain that was so bad I wanted to cry. I sat up and closed my eye, taking deep breaths and trying to will the pain away.

“You ok?” Billie Joe asked groggily

“Yeah, just a bit sore. What happened to my head?” I asked

“You mean before or after you fell unconscious?” He asked

“Uhh, both” I said

“Before, you hit your head on a table behind you, after well, let’s just say I didn’t exactly reach you in time. The side of your head is split open and you have stiches” he said

“Oh, when did that happen?” I asked

“Well, I didn’t exactly tell you the truth when I said you were only out for 15 minutes. You were actually out for half an hour, I just didn’t want you to worry. The doctor that came to fix your eye up put the stitches in and than had to go and get some morphine to help with the pain” He said

“Oh” I said

“You want an advil?” He asked

“I can’t take it, I’m allergic. I have panamax in my bag” I said, standing up and swaying. I sat back down and Billie Joe stood.

“I’ll go get it, you just lay back down” He said. I happily obliged and waited for him to come back. When he did he gave me the tablets and a glass of water before getting back in bed beside me. When I took them I lay my head on his chest and he wrapped his arm around me. Before I drifted back off to sleep though, I thought I heard him say that I was perfect. I wasn’t sure, I didn’t feel like questioning him about it. The next time I woke up it was day light and I was alone. The pain in my head was so severe I couldn’t open my eyes for longer than a couple of seconds, so I went back to sleep. I was woken next by kisses all over my face. I opened my eyes and found myself staring into Billi Joe’s green ones.

“Hey” he said softly

“Hey” I answered, allowing him to kiss me.

“We’re leaving” He said softly

“Oh, where are you going?” I asked, still half asleep

“We are both going back to the States, Jenn and Tara were here for a while and they agreed it would be best if we let you sleep, so I got us both a later flight. They’re already on their way back now” he said

“Oh” I said

“Come on” He said. I slowly stood up and found my bag packed and waiting beside his. He made the bed quickly and lead me down to the lobby to a taxi. As soon as we were on the plane I laid my head on his shoulder and went back to sleep, sleeping for the entire flight.

“I got your address and stuff from Jenn so I’m taking you home ok?” he said. I nodded and yawned. Back at my small one bedroom flat he put me to bed and I slept for another 15 hours. This time I woke up on my own and found Billie Joe sleeping peacefully beside me. I carefully slid out of his grip and went to the bathroom. The swelling around my eye had gone down a little and I took the bandage off my head to see the stitches, luckily they didn’t have to shave my hair off. I re bandaged it and called Jenn who said Kev was worried about me. I rang him and told him I was ok and said that I’d be ok for a meeting tomorrow. I was sitting on my lounge nursing a glass of juice when Billie Joe appeared, in his boxer shorts and very sleepy looking.

“Hey” I greeted with a smile

“Hey babe” He said

“I didn’t think you’d stay” I said

“I didn’t want to leave you on your own until I knew you’d be ok” he said sitting beside me

“you’re sweet” I said, smiling. He smiled back and sighed.

“I gotta go back today, my wife kept calling me yesterday. I’m sorry” He said

“It’s ok, we’re just friends Billie, go and sort yourself out and call me” I said. He nodded. He stayed with me until Lunch and than insisted I stay at home instead of going to the airport with him. He kissed me with a passion that had never occurred before and left. I went and had a shower, being careful not to wet my hair and dressed, going down to my car. I drove over to Jenn’s house where Her and Taz were doing something. I used my spare key and went in, finding them out on the balcony.

“Hey” I said going out

“Hey there, how are ya?” Jenn asked

“Good, not as sore anymore” I said with a grin

“How’d you get here?” Taz asked

“Drove” I shrugged. She nodded. I sat down and got out a smoke, lighting it.

“Billie Joe, Mike and Tré have offered to give us some tips on song writing, and rock star stuff” I said

“How?” Jenn asked

“I dunno, I guess we’ll just talk about it all and stuff” I said

“Kev tell you that we’re having a meeting tomorrow?” Jenn asked

“Yeah, should be interesting” I said

“Do you guys think he’s kinda trying to turn us into pop stars?” Taz asked

“Shit yeah” Jenn said

“Yeah, we need to take charge a bit more. Billie Joe said that we should try and get our target audience while we’re still new” I said

“That’s what Taz and I were saying before you came in” Jenn said

“Yeah, we need to be rock stars, not pop stars” Taz said

“True that” I agreed

“So what are we gonna do?” Jenn asked, they both looked at me expectantly

“We need to get into the rock star image a bit more, we’ll create our own style. One of us should be dressed up, while the other 2 should have different assests. For instance Taz y9ou’ve always had crazy hair so you can have crazy hair and awesome drum skills, Jenn you can be the one who’s different, you can wear all the cool outfits and shit and I’ll just be me” I shrugged

“I like that idea, except I think you should be the one with cool outfits” jenn said. Taz nodded

“Well, why me?” I asked

“Because you’re way better at the rock star thing than I am” She said

“Well whatever, we can work on it. Taz you gotta practise tossing the drum sticks around and just being totally insane when you’re playing” I said

“I can so do that” She grinned

“And Jenn why don’t you learn some cool bass tricks” I suggested

“I’ve been practising some while Drake’s asleep and jas is at work” She said

“Why don’t you learn some guitar tricks, like playing it behind your head or with your mouth or something” Taz said

“Hell yeah and we need to completely spontaneous, like at the Grammy’s everyone dresses up nice with pretty dresses and shit, why don’t we turn up in something that’s not exactly conforming with everyone else, but not completely unique either” I said

“Like we could wear dresses with like docs or something” Taz said

“Yeah and black dresses and fishnets” Jenn said

“And fedora hats” I added.

“let’s fucking do it” Jenn said. After that we went shopping, I wore a loose hat and sunglasses trying to cover my bandages. We took turns pushing Drake around, looking in nice shops for black dresses, eventually we went into an older shop and found 3 dresses that we all loved. Taz’s had rips all through the skirt and safety pins holding the straps on. It was only just down past her knees. Jenn found one that was a bit longer than Taz’s with a big hoop skirt. Mine had the same kind of idea as Taz’s but mine was a bit shorter and more rips and a skull and cross bones on the back in a lighter black then the dress. We went and got fishnets, Taz ended up with bright Purple, Jenn got orange and I picked out a pair of blue ones. Next we went and started looking for Docs, I couldn’t find a pair I liked so I ended up with a pair of black Converse shoes that went past my ankle with chequered red and black laces. We all went home after that. I found a letter in AJ’s hand writing in my mail box and contemplated throwing it out or reading it first. I opened it and found 3 pages of hand written words. I started reading. All it was, was him apologizing for what he’d done, how he’d treated me and how much he really did love me. I threw it in the bin when I was finished and settled in front of the tv for a while. My mobile started ringing and I picked it up, not bothering to check caller id.

“Yeah?” I asked

“Hey” came Tré’s voice

“Tré, what’s doin?” I asked

“Nothin, just wondering if you girls were going to the Grammy’s” He said

“Hell yeah, we’re performing” I said

“Good stuff, and are Dysfunct going to accompany Green Day or have you already made arrangements?” he asked

“Well Jenn is taking Jas, but sure Green Day and Dysfunct can go together” I said

“She said yes BJ” He called out

“Dude, fuck up” Billie said. I laughed.

“He wanted me to call you and ask you, he was too chicken shit” Tré said

“I was not” Billie Joe called out. I laughed again.

“Have you talked to the others about our offer?” He asked

“Surely have, we’d really love your help. Maybe you could teach Taz some of your kick ass drummer tricks” I said

“I’d he very happy too” he said

“We should probably work on it sometime before the Grammy’s, so we can show off a bit and be proper rock stars” I said

“Well how about we all fly in next week sometime and live in LA for a while, that gives us a month and a bit to work on it” He said

“Sounds terrific” I said

“You guys get your dresses or whatever?” He asked

“Oh yeah” I said, grinning to myself

“You sound excited about it” He said

“Fuck yeah, I took Billie’s advice and we’re rebelling against our manager, who I’m sure has organised designers and all that shit for us, we bought our dresses today, you’re gonna fuckin love’em” I said

“Colour? So we can dress to match” He said

“Black, all 3, although we have a little twist in our choice of clothes” I said

“Oh?” He asked

“Well, do any of you object to wearing either blue, purple or orange?” I asked

“Not at all my dear, you just tell us who is who” He said

“Tré can I call you back? My landline is ringing” I said

“Sure thing, I’ll be waiting” he said

“Bye” I said and hung up, answering the land line.

“Hello” I said

“Frack, I’ve got drama’s” Jenn said

“What’s wrong?” I asked

“Jas said he wouldn’t be able to come to the Grammy’s because of work” She said

“Well, that’s ok, I have a spare lined up” I said

“What?” She asked

“Dysfunct and Green Day are gonna go together, unless you have other ideas” I said

“No that’d be ok, I get Mike, right?” She asked

“Yep” I answered

“Alright, well I’ll tell Jas, thanks Jai” She said

“No wuckers” I said, told her goodbye and called back Tré.

“Sorry bout that, Jenn had drama’s” I said

“That’s ok, you get it worked out?” he asked

“Yep, Mike will have to wear Orange, you’ll wear purple and Billie will wear blue, that ok with you?” I asked

“Hold on, I’ll ask” He said. I waited.

“BJ, Mike” He said and I heard a door slam.

“Jaime wants to know if this will be ok. Mike in something orange, BJ in something blue and me in purple” He said

“We can have those coloured shirts, don’t forget we have to stick to our black and red shit too” BJ was saying

“Black suits, coloured shirt and red ties” Tré said

“Sounds good” Mike said. I didn’t hear what Billie Joe said.

“They’re fine with it, anything else we should know about?” Tré asked

“Uhhm, no” I said

“We organised a red limo to drop us off, is that ok with you girls?” he asked

“Hell yeah, that’d be awesome” I said

“Alright, BJ’s goin insane, so you can talk to him now” He said. I laighed

“Thanks Tré, cya next week” I said

“Bye Jai” he said

“How are you feeling?” Billie Joe asked

“Pretty good, my head isn’t as sore any more, I think all that sleep did me some justice” I said

“That’s good” He said

“Are you guys performing at the Grammy’s?” I asked

“Indeed we are, we’re towards the beginning” he said

“Awesome, we’re not until half way through” I said

“The crowd will be a bit more into it by than” He said

“yeah true” I answered

“What’s this about us flying to LA next week?” He asked

“You guys are gonna teach us some cool stuff” I said

“Sounds good, though I have to fly back on the weekend for court” he said

“That’s ok, you’re allowed” I said. He laughed.

“I’m gonna let you go now, I have some stuff to do” He said

“Alrighty, cya later” I said

“Bye babe” He said. I smiled and hung up. I went to bed and hour later, after setting my alarm for 10, the meeting with Kev was at 11. I woke up, had a coffee and got dressed, driving over to Kev’s place. Jenn and Taz were already there.

“I think we should release Australian Sunsets” Kev said

“No” the 3 of us chorused

“Why not? It’s a great song” He said

“I was thinking more along the lines of Free Beer” I said. Taz and Jenn agreed.

“It’s not a good idea, you’ve had 2 uptempo singles” He said

“We’re not a pop group” Jenn said

“I know that” He said

“Than why are we doing what a lot of pop groups do? 2 fast 1 slow new cd” Taz asked

“What is this?” He asked

“Kev, look you’re an excellent manager and we all appreciate it, I’ve said it before, but we need more say in this. We’re a rock group” I said

“Ok, so you wanna release Free Beer, fine, we can do that” He said. I smiled and sat back

“No about the Grammy’s I’ve got some designers line up for you” he said

“We don’t need them, we got our dresses yesterday” I said

“And you didn’t consult me first?” he asked

“It was a spur of the moment thing” I said

“Are they nice? For formal?” He asked

“Well yeah, maybe not as nice as you want them to be, but they suit us, our image” I said

“Make up and hair?” He asked

“We’ll do it ourselves” Jenn said

“You’ve been talking to those Green Day people huh” he said to me

“They made some real good points Kev, they’ve offered to help us out a bit and we took them up on the offer and because of that Dysfunct and Green Day are going together” I said

“What about Backstreet?” He asked

“We’re gonna be sitting beside each other Kev, we don’t need to arrive together” I said

“Have you got outfits for your performance? Since you’ve got everything else organised” He said

“No, we’ll probably wear the same as in the film clip” I said

“Alright well I guess now all that’s left is the film clip for Free Beer” He said

“I think we should have it shot at a bar, with us drinking beer” jenn said

“That’s a good idea” I said. Kev looked wary.

“We’ll talk to a few bars and see what they think. We should wait until Jaime’s got her stitches out and can see before we shoot it” He said

“Why, so no one can find out that I was breaking up a fight and got knocked out by AJ?” I asked sarcastically

“No, so you look your best” he replied. I shrugged.

“He’s a bad influence on you Jaime, you’ve changed since you hooked up with him” Kev said softly

“Of course I’ve changed, I’m experiencing things AJ never let me, for the first time in nearly 2 years I am really happy, I’m not worrying about something, I’m not sick” I said

“I meant you’ve changed for the worse” He said

“Kev” Jenn said

“Not for the worse, for the better” Taz corrected him

“You’ve become a completely different person” He kept on going

“Why? Because I want to be a real fucking rock star? Not a pop group who plays instruments? Shit Kev, Billie Joe is the best thing that’s happened to me since starting the tour with you guys and having our own cd. Why can’t you be happy for me?” I asked

“I can’t be happy for someone I don’t know anymore” He said

“I’m still Jaime Cobain, I’ve just changed my way of thinking” I said

“Because of him” Kev said

“You sound like you’re fucking jealous” I said

“Jealous of that? They prance around on stage swearing and drinking and dissing people, where as I perform because I love it, we do things that make the crowd happy” He said

“Billie Joe does stuff to make the crowd happy, so do Mike and Tré, they don’t just swear on stage, the make good points about politics and family. How would you know anyway? You’ve never seen a Green Day concert” I said

“And I don’t plan to” he said

“Kev, let me make a suggestion, get your facts straight before you start ripping off the biggest goddamn band in the world, bigger than Backstreet, Bigger than AC/DC bigger than the fucking Beatles” I said and snatched up my keys and wallet.

“I’m leaving” I said and walked out the door. I drove back to my flat and went inside, slamming the door. I got out my bottle of rum and hooked in. By the time Jenn and Taz arrived I was pissed out of my brain. They quickly joined in and we bitched about Kev, who told Jenn and Taz that he’d no longer be our manager if I was going to carry on the way I did. At midnight they left and I passed out in bed. I woke to insistent knocking on my front door and my mobile and home phone ringing.

“Shut up” I yelled picking up my mobile and answering it.

“What” I snapped

“We’re at your door, how about letting us in” Billie Joe said with a chuckle. I groaned and got out of bed. My head wasn’t actually that sore, it was my stomach giving me problems. I answered the door and walked slowly to the bathroom, throwing up for about 10 minutes. When I was finished I found Mike, Tré and Billie all waiting for me in the small kitchen/dining/living room.

“You guys are early” I said accepting the glass of water and panamax from Tré

“Thought we’d get a head start” Mike said

“Where are you staying?” I asked

“Hotel down the road” Billie Joe said

“You can stay here, but I’ve only got room for one” I said

“It’s ok” He said with a grin. I sat down and rubbed my eyes.

“what day is it?” I asked

“Thursday” Mike said

“Shit hey, I been passed out for 2 days” I said

“Maybe that’s why you’re not that sick” Tré said with a grin

“maybe” I said

“So do you know somewhere we can each teach you stuff?” Billie Joe asked

“Here, Jenn’s house and Nick’s place” I shrugged

“You’ll have to give us the address” Tré said. I wrote them down and had another glass of water. After an hour or 2 they disappeared and Billie Joe and I were left alone.

“Where’s your guitar?” He asked. I took him into my room and pulled it out of it’s case.

“It was Kurt’s” I said,

“it’s a very nice guitar” He replied, looking it over. For the next 3 days Billie Joe and I played guitar and he taught me how to play it behind my head and under my leg and upside down and with my mouth, which was really hard and painful until I got the hang of it. We practised with Dysfunct songs, Green Day songs, Nirvana Songs and even Christmas Carols. On the day Before Billie Joe ahd to fly back for court the 6 of us met up at Nicks place and we each watched each other play and do the tricks. Jenn learnt a lot of different ways to play and she was pretty good at them all. Taz did exactly what I’d said that day and went totally insane. She tossed the drum sticks around, twirled them on her fingers and even broke them, bringing out a new pair from somewhere. She even improvised with her hands. Next it was my turn to show off. Jenn and Taz looked really impressed when I played it behind my head and even more impressed when I played it with my mouth and between my legs. Next we practised it all together and the 3 guys all agreed we were beginning to look like real rock stars indeed, though we still needed a lot more practise cos all of us made heaps of mistakes. We practised alone, together and on stage at the Grammy’s, by the time the actual show was on we were damn perfect. During the course of the months we released Free Beer and were going to perform it at the Grammy’s. On the night we all got ready at the hotel, the 3 of us girls in my hotel room, doing each others make up. We all had on dark eyeliner and mascara and minimal eye shadow, just a bit of black to add to our dark look and deep red lipstick. When we emerged from the hotel room, where the guys were waiting outside, all 3 grinned at us. Taz had an afro with bits of pink through it, Jenn had her hair out and straightened, I had pigtails that were spiked up, the different colours in my hair standing out a lot.

“You look gorgeous” Billie Joe murmured in my ear, we’d gotten a whole lot closer since they came to LA to teach us stuff. We were practically going out. His divorce had come through, but we’d not yet been out in public together, tonight was the first time.

“Let’s go” Mike announced, offering Jenn his arm. She grinned at him. Tré and taz had really hit it off too, I thought a break up between her and Nick was on the cards, she knew Nick was cheating on her anyway. We left the hotel and got in the limo, drinking beer on the way. Billie Joe had his arm around my shoulders and was talking to Tré. They’d come up with a different approach to dressing to match us. They each had flowers in the top jacket pockets in the colour of each of our stockings. They looked really smart in the all black suits with red ties. They’d managed to accessorize in true rock star style with chains and make up like ours. It was awesome, we all looked hott. When we arrived there were so many reporters and fans that I got a little nervous.

“You ready?” Billie Joe asked me