~Friday after class~

Mikey’s POV

Tonight was the Green Day concert I’ve been waiting for. Nicole was going with me….but so was Gerard.
Ugh Gee. He as acting so differently these days. And it had to do something with Nicole, I’m sure of that.
I hadn’t even invited him. He invited himself.
And Nicole seem quite happy that he was going.
What is it with these two?
Nicole’s MY friend, or was at least. He stole her away from me. But I was gonna get her back.
One way.
Or another.

***

I finished getting ready for the concert.
I was wearing a pair of grey skinny jeans with my fave Green Day T-shirt and a red hoodie.
I grabbed my cell and camera and headed to Gerard’s room to see if he was ready.
When I got there, I knocked softly on the door.
“Are you seriously knocking? God, come in Mikey I need your help.”

I walked in and saw him sitting on his bed with a pile of clothes next to him.
“What should I wear? I haven’t been to concert in ages” he was looking at me with a desperate look.

“I don’t know. Maybe some skinny jeans and a T-shirt like me”
He nodded and started looking for that.
“How about this?” he asked holding a pair of black skinnys and a simple black T-shirt.

“Umm, yeah sure” he grabbed the clothes and headed to the bathroom to take a quick shower.
When he came out I had already grabbed him a black hoodie and handed it to him.
“Thanks bro”

“No problem. Ready to go now?”

“Yeah, let’s go”

****

“Hey guys” Nicole greeted us as she got in the back seat of the car.

“Hey” my brother greeted her.

Great, now this was my chance to get her back. After all she WAS MY friend.

“Hi Nicole, wow you look hot tonight” I said while taking at look at her.

Wait, what?
Had I just told her that?
Did I just say HOT?!

I looked at her once more and this time she was blushing. But I had to admit she was really looking hot. She was wearing a mini black dress with a red belt and a pair of red converse.
I turned around and looked at Gerard next to me.
“So how long’s the drive going to be?” I was curious.

“15 maybe 20 minutes” he was….serious…no humor in his voice.
“Ok, then” I turned on the radio and put in a Green Day CD Mix I had made to warm up a little for the concert.
The first song the came on was Basket Case. God! I LOVE that song. I started to sing-along even though I was a horrible singer.

“Do you have the time to listen to me whine about nothing and everything all at once?”

Gerard looked at me like I was crazy. And I’m not gonna deny it. I kind of was.
But soon he started singing-along too.

“I am one of those melodramatic fools. Neurotic to the bone no doubt about it.”

We sang along to the rest of the song while Nicole laughed in the backseat.

***

“Does the pain weight out the pride?….” we watched as Billie Joe sang 21 guns on stage. We were in the second row, that was the best I could get us.
Nicole was next to me and she stared singing along
“One, Twenty-one guns throw up your arms into the sky. You and I” she sang that last part while looking at me. That made me blush for no reason. I mean it was a song. Right?

Gerard was no where in sight. He said he had to go to the bathroom a few minutes ago, but still hasn’t showed up. And I hope he doesn’t until the end of the concert.

“When it’s time to live and let die…” I started singing along with Nicole and Billie and the whole audience.
This was one of the best concerts I’d been too. Well the only one. But still it couldn’t get better then this.

***

After they played their last song Nicole and I decided to start heading out to the parking lot to see if we could find Gerard. He hadn’t showed up at all after he left. Where the hell could he we?

When we got to the car we saw him waiting leaning on the driver’s door.
“What took you so long? Why didn’t you go back?” I asked him a few feet away from him.
“Sorry I went to the bathroom but then I started to feel sick and ended throwing up. After that I tried to go back to where you guys were but that was impossible with all the people”.
He did really look sick.
“I’m sorry Gee are you feeling ok?”
He looked at me with an ‘what do you think look’ and that gave me my answer.
“Ok I see. Well we better get back home, I’ll drive” I waited for him to get in the car. He did, but not in the passenger seat instead he got in the back seat.
Nicole got in the front with me as I turned the car on.
Only one little detail Nicole had no idea about and my brother was trying to ignore.

I didn’t have my driver’s permit yet.