Authors note: Omg. =P I'm writing a Johnny fic! I started one at the
beginning of the year, and never finished it (Of course) and.. now I'm at
it again! Woo hoo! Um.. any ways, Johnny is © to Johnen, of course. And..
yeah, you guys can figure it out. He's too cool of a character to be mine
=P
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Chapter one: The Freshman
".So Johnny. what caused all this." the deep male voice paused, "What should I call it? Anger. Insanity?" Johnny sat up on the leather couch he was laying on. He laughed, then stopped abruptly, "It's not my fault I'm like this." "Who's fault is it?" "Well, Dr. Green, there are a lot of people to blame." "Do you wish to tell me?" "Yes.Yes I do. I've kept this to myself too long. Way too long." Johnny patted Dr. Green on the shoulder then laid back down on the sofa and made himself comfortable.
"It all started when I was 15. I was a freshmen then."
"Did you fail a grade?" interrupted Dr. Green.
".Yes. Eight Grade. A student, who is unfortunately dead, offered to take my papers up to the teacher.everyday. I found out, at the end of the year, that he had been switching our names, so he would pass. That asshole. I ran into him a few years ago. that was the last time I saw him."
"Did you kill him?" Johnny laughed, "Of course I did. He pissed me off. He /really/ pissed me off. He stole the girl I fell in love with, and made me look fucking stupid."
"Now, now. No need to cuss." The doctor scribbled down a few notes on his clip board.
"I'll cuss if I want to fucking cuss."
"Fine. Just try to keep it to a minimum please."
"Fine." Johnny sighed, "Any ways. Where was I?" The doctor looked up from his clip board and adjusted his glasses, "When you were a freshman." "Oh yes. When I was a freshman."
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Chapter Two:
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Chapter one: The Freshman
".So Johnny. what caused all this." the deep male voice paused, "What should I call it? Anger. Insanity?" Johnny sat up on the leather couch he was laying on. He laughed, then stopped abruptly, "It's not my fault I'm like this." "Who's fault is it?" "Well, Dr. Green, there are a lot of people to blame." "Do you wish to tell me?" "Yes.Yes I do. I've kept this to myself too long. Way too long." Johnny patted Dr. Green on the shoulder then laid back down on the sofa and made himself comfortable.
"It all started when I was 15. I was a freshmen then."
"Did you fail a grade?" interrupted Dr. Green.
".Yes. Eight Grade. A student, who is unfortunately dead, offered to take my papers up to the teacher.everyday. I found out, at the end of the year, that he had been switching our names, so he would pass. That asshole. I ran into him a few years ago. that was the last time I saw him."
"Did you kill him?" Johnny laughed, "Of course I did. He pissed me off. He /really/ pissed me off. He stole the girl I fell in love with, and made me look fucking stupid."
"Now, now. No need to cuss." The doctor scribbled down a few notes on his clip board.
"I'll cuss if I want to fucking cuss."
"Fine. Just try to keep it to a minimum please."
"Fine." Johnny sighed, "Any ways. Where was I?" The doctor looked up from his clip board and adjusted his glasses, "When you were a freshman." "Oh yes. When I was a freshman."
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Chapter Two: