Ahhhh, 'tis a oneshot by mwahself! I'll re-read this one and edit it as well so it won't be like crap. xD
I don't own anything Scrubs or MCR related, 'cept for some CDs and a season 6 season pass from iTunes.
SONGFIC: 'Teenagers' by My Chemical Romance
(This entire fanfiction is a flashback/takes place in past)
Lyrics
Flashback
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He'd never gone to the same school as his brother. Didn't want to. He didn't want is brother to see who he really was.
They're gonna clean up your looks
With all the lies in the books
To make a citizen out of you
Dan, wearing a black shirt and baggy jeans walked casually to the edge of the blacktop, leaning against the corner. He was skipping class, so what? He sighed as he saw a teacher's head pop out of a second story window, glare down at him, and then disappear back into the classroom.
Because they sleep with a gun
And keep an eye on you son
So they can watch all the things you do.
After being dragged into class and then gladly leaving it for lunch, Dan found himself in the same corner of the blacktop as before, lighting a Mary-Jane ciggy. He took a whiff and spat it out. This wasn't his stash!
'Cuz the drugs never work
They're gonna give you a smirk
Because they got methods of keeping you clean.
This was the last straw. All those stupid teachers and his parents had already done so much to him, to try and get him to 'turn around' to 'be like his brother', he couldn't stand it. He needed to take out his anger.
'Cuz they're gonna rip up your heads
You're aspirations to shreds.
This was really the final straw.
Another cog in the murder machine.
That night, when Dan went home, he decided he needed to do something big, something that would get people to leave him alone. He needed to do something big.
They say all Teenagers scare the living shit outta me
They could care less as long as someone will bleed
So darken your clothes, or strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone but not me.
As he walked down the aisle to his locker, wearing practically the same attire as yesterday except with his hair twice as messy, Dan was forced to over hear the whispers and taunts of his classmates as they chose him as the target of their insults.
The boys in girls in a clique
The awful names that they stick
You're never gonna fit in much kid.
Dan allowed himself a secret smile.
But if you're troubled and hurt,
What you got under your shirt
Well make them pay for the things they did.
He reached up under his shirt and smiled at the feel of cool metal. He latched his hands around it, slowly pulling it out of its hiding place, relishing the cool metal as it slid across his torso.
They say all teenagers scare the living shit outta me
They could care less as long as someone will bleed
So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone but not me.
It was time for revenge.
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And I'll let you guys finish the story on your own. I know this isn't very realistic, but I was incredibly bored and needed to stay in my room. So please, please, ple-hease review!
Mary Jane Ciggy is slang for marijuana cigarette.
Sorry it's short. Oh well, you'll live.