Author's Notes: This story is about Gary, from the episode "All About the Mormons?" Very few original characters,

the other Mormon kids and adults, are in here. This story is much more emotionaly heavy than my previous ones.

Each chapter title is the name of a song, deal with it. This is not a songfic, the songs just go along with the

theme of that particular chapter. The song's artist will be listed at the end of each chapter.

It is somewhat auto-biographical, and so it contains things some may find offensive, including

mental dissorders and atheism. If you have any questions about this story or just Mormonism in general, feel free to PM me.

This story is not meant to insult anyone, so please keep an open mind. You have been warned.

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Chapter 1: Lying From You

Gary sat all alone on the stage in the dark event room, listening to the dull 'thud' that echoed around the huge space

everytime he tapped his foot against it's wood-panneled side. This was his hiding place; where he went we things

overwhelmed him. He could faintly hear the sound of his friend Kody giving a talk in the chapel behind the folding

partition. Gary had been coming here alot lately. Mostly to get away from Jenny. That girl..the one with the eyes

like a burning forest. But this wasn't the time to think about her, he'd get too worked up. Not good at church.

He stopped tapping his foot and jumped down from the edge of the stage.

There was a loud 'clunk' as his shiney black dress shoes touched the smooth wood floor. He started to pace back and

forth, like he always did, thinking of how he should act. What he should say to her today. If anything. Why did he do

this all the time? Every fucking week?

There was that word again.

*fuck*

*fuck!*

Shut up! But Gary's head kept repeating it. He hit it each time the offending word popped up, but he knew it wouldn't

stop.

His mind seemed to love to see him suffer.

It had been like this ever since he started hanging out with Craig and those guys, he had turned in to someone he hated.

Now he was trying to get back to normal. Normal wasn't as easy as it used to be.

Bad thoughts and words were everywhere, and he couldn't stand them. Everytime he turned on the TV. Everytime he

walked through a crowded hallway. They played on a constant loop through his head everytime he heard one.

Or even thought he heard one. But Gary had to stay away from them. He was better than that, much better.

Gary had to be perfect.He had to be worthy.

Maybe if he was perfect enough, God would answer his prayers.

Maybe if he was perfect enough, Jenny would love him.

Gary heard the organ music swell, Sacrament Meeting was over. It was time for class.

He trodded slowly over to the big wooden doors, the ones closest to the stair case. He could hear people talking and laughing

as they walked down the halls to their various classes. Gary spotted his friend Kody in the throng and waved him over.

"Hey, dude, where were you?" The look of genuine concern on Kody's face was almost unbearable for Gary. He fiddled with his

CTR cufflinks.

"Oh just...walking around.", he mumbled.

"Brother Kitspatrick said he'd bring brownies today, you think he'll remember?", Kody joked, as Gary fell in step along side him.

Gary laughed, their sunday school teacher couldn't remember anything. He couldn't remember shit.

"Dude, what's the matter?" Kody stopped in his tracks, leaving the class of Sunbeams behind them to walk around. Gary hadn't

even relised he hit himself in the head again. Some women walking by looked at him, worried expressions on their faces.

This was going to be hard to explain.

"Uh, I just thought a fly landed on my forehead, was trying to squish it.", he mubbled, flicking imaginary fly-residue from his

fingers convincingly.

The women wrinkled their noses and kept walking to Releif Socieity. Kody laughed. He always seemed to belive Gary's stupid

excusses. Everyone did.

And how couldn't they? He was just a perfect little Mormon boy.

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"You boys are late", Brother Davis scolded, as Gary and Kody's embarrassed faces appeared at the door of room 13.

The other kids turned to stare at the newcommers. Jenny was one of them. Her long brown hair falling gracefully onto her shoulders

as she turned her pretty head.

"Sorry, Brother Davis.", both teenagers chanted in unison. He smiled and let them find their seats.

The ugly brown-painted metal of the chair creaked slightly as Gary sat down. He'd just have to get through this one class with her,

then he could go to Young Men's and hang out with just his friends, his Mormon friends. The ones who didn't cuss.

Hopefully Brother Fitzpatrick would remember those brownies he had promised the boys, he though scepticly.

Gaty tried his best to focus on today's lesson, but he kept hearing those words again...replaying them in his mind. Also, Jenny looked

so beautiful today in her white blouse and beige skirt, with one small braid running trough her hair. The perfect girl. The one he most

likely didn't deserve....

"Gary?"

Gary was pulled from the fog of his thoughts by Brother Davis's voice. All the kids turned to see what the hold-up was. He didn't even

have his scriptures out!

"Dude, we're in Alma, pull it together!", Kody whispered. A few girls giggled as Gary started flipping madly through his quad, trying to

find the passages written on the chalkboard.

Church hadn't been the same since these obsessive thoughts started invading his mind.

Could everything ever be normal again?

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Author's Notes: Lying From You, by Linkin Park