A/N: This is a Frikey, written by Buster Baxter, so I suggest you read that first before reading this, Maryam let me write it out entirely in Sammy's Pov. so enjoy and such and please review

I hated daylight, it was far to bright, daytime was for people who had something to do. I didn't. Therefore I slept. My brother, Frank always came into my room, jump onto my bed, jump up and down and shout "vampire" at the top of his lungs. Frankie was the only person I allowed to do that, I bit any other person who tried. I rolled into bed and fell asleep quickly, the next thing I knew I was being woken up by my phone, which was stuck to my face. I looked at the caller ID. Frank. I growled. "What is it? You know I'm sleeping now" I said tiredly.

"Sammy do me a solid and come pick me up, please?" Frank asked, using that nice voice, that he did use him every time he wanted something from me.

"No, now piss off"

"Oh come on Please? Just this once pick me and my friend up" He pleaded. Friend? What friend. This made me curious enough to roll out of bed at daytime.

"Fine, but you owe me. Where are you?" He fired off the street name and hung up. Slowly I dragged myself out of my more than far too comfortable bed. I stumbled down the stairs, slipped on some shoes, I really didn't care about wearing my pyjamas. I got my keys and went out to the car. I got into my much loved and dirty car. Maybe I could get Frankie to clean it out for me, I'd buy him his cigarettes in exchange. Driving to the street I got slightly lost. "Motherfucker..." I saw the street name "...Never mind then" I saw Frank begin to walk up the street with a slightly taller boy, not like that was difficult Frankie was tiny, with jet black hair and a pale face. God and they called me vampire. I stopped the car and got out, scowling at Frank.

"What the hell are you wearing?" I looked down at my pink pyjama pants and baggy grey 'I 3 Unicorn" t-shirt. Whilst Frank slapped his hand over his mouth, giggling uncontrollably.

"I told you I was asleep" I complained. On closer inspection, Frankie's friend was rather, he was rather cute, like brother cute. "Hey, you must be Frankie's friend" I noticed he was slightly taller than Frank, but that wasn't really that hard. "I'm his sister Sammy" I continued.

He stared open mouthed before saying "Gerard Way"

I grinned. "Hurry up and get in, I don't have all day"

I got back into the car. Frank sat in the passenger seat next to me, Gerard in the back. Frank buckled his seat belt and held onto the door handle. He turned back to Gerard. "You might want to hold, you cant trust Sam's driving" I glared at him "Dick" I pushed the accelerator.

Fifteen rather silent minutes later I pulled up outside the house. I jumped out the car and bolted into the house, leaving Frank to lock the car.

I heard Frank and Gerard in the kitchen. I poked my head into the kitchen. "Hey, you wanna come and play Call of Duty?" I asked.

"Yeah" Frank exclaimed happily jumping up and down. "Come on Gerard, Lets play"

What the hell was my brother on. I really should stop buying him cigarettes. "Okay weirdo, you get the snacks and I'll load it up. Prepare to get your ass kicked" I went back up into my room to load up the game and to wait for Frank and Gerard to come back.

A/N this is the first 2 chapters please review and Fucking G tell me what you think.

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