A/N Hi! Soo.. I've wanted to do an MCR fic for AGES, as the MCR guys are just incredibly awesome, as you know. All the chapters are MCR song names, as is the name of the story. I have no idea how long this is gonna be, but I do have quite a lot written out already and I'm already thinking of a sequel. Go ahead, call me crazy. You'd be telling the truth. So enjoy! Oh, and one last thing... KILLJOYS, MAKE SOME NOISE!

Electric Revenge, AKA GerardFrankMikeyRay1, AKA Rebeca, AKA bec. :)

Ooops! almost forgot...

Helena is 16, Gerard and Ray 17, Mikey 15 and Frankie 16. (I changed it all around to fit with my story)

Disclaimer: I do not (unfortunately) own the boys of MCR. Just like I don't own Green Day or Iron Maiden.

Chapter One: Helena

Helena P.O.V

"Helena dear, we really do have to get going!" my mum called at me from down stairs.

"Coming, Mum." I sighed, annoyed at the fact we were leaving in the first place. You see, my father had got transferred at work from our lovely home in sunny California to New Jersey. I did not want to leave. Unfortunately for me, I didn't really have a choice in the matter. Taking one last glance around my now empty room, I caught sight of my reflection in the mirror. My long black hair was pulled back in a hair tie, my side fringe covering half my face. I was wearing my black skinny jeans, an old Green Day t-shirt, my Iron Maiden hoodie and red converse high tops. I thought I looked pretty good, but I knew my dad would think otherwise- he'd never approved of my sense of style. Getting quite annoyed at my parents' constant calls from downstairs, I ran down to meet them and climbed into the car, putting my iPod in my ears to drown out the sound of my parents arguing. They'd been at it alot lately and it just seemed to be getting worse. As the last chourds of 'Wake Me Up When September Ends' filled my ears, I felt myself drifting off to sleep.

"Helena, honey, wake up." I could feel someone shking my shoulder. "We're here. Help your Mother with the bags."

Now, I think you should know that I had a natural rebellious streak. Someone tells me to do something, and I will automatically do the opposite. Usually. My Dad however, was not someone to mess with. I had the bruises to prove it. Not feeling like getting on the wrong side of him, I helped with the bags. Not without 'accidentally' dropping a rather heavy one on my Dad's foot.

"OWWW!" My Dad let out a girlish yell, " HELENA GRANT! BE MORE CAREFULL!"

"Yes, Father." I mumbled. Picking up the bag, I walked to the front door, only turning around to flip him the finger behind his back before proceeding inside.

Mikey P.O.V

Today was boring. I had been sat on the window cill in the front room for almost three hours now. My older brother, Gerard, was in his room, drawing AGAIN. Deciding that if I sat there any longer i was going to go insane, I began the short journey to Gerards room to annoy him. (after all, thats what little brothers are for, right?) I was halfway acoss the room when I heard multiple car doors slam outside. Resuming my earlier place on the window cill, I watched as a pretty young girl with jet black hair climbed out of the car. She looked about 16, slightly older than me (I was 15) and younger than Gerard who was 17.

"HELENA GRANT! BE MORE CAREFULL!" The man, who I assumed to be the girls father, yelled. It appeared the girl, Helena, had dropped a rather heavy bag on his foot. She murmured something I couldn't hear through the glass before picking up the bag and walking up to the house next door.

'Finally,' I thought, 'Some neighbours.'

As the father turned to get something out from the car, the girl swiftly turned and flipped him the finger. Chuckling to myself at her actions, I only just noticed Frank, mine and Gerards friend from school, make his was to her front door and dissapear inside.

Soooo. What you think? Good? Bad? I'm sorry it's kinda short, but this was to just get it going really, the further in we get, the longer i'l try and make them. I promise some Gerard action in the next one, as I love him. And some Ray to. Bob might have to wait a while though... but not too long, cos it would be boring without Bob. Please review! ;)

Electric xox