Disclaimer: Written for teh lulz.
Hi, my name is Erik (With a K, all those preps spel it wif a c and I hate it SOO MUCH) and I'm eighteen years old and goffick, and I live by myslef underneath an opera house in France by an underground lake and it totally roxcks!
I have messy dark hair and a sexy face reallly biig scar on the left-hand side of my face which hurts sometimes but all the girls think it looks really cool and my voice is really seductiff and right now I'm using it on Christiin (her real name's Angel Pale Whitewalker but she hates it becuz she's a goff like me and that name'ss too preppy so she's Christine instead) to try and make her Do IT with me, but she won't becuz she thnks im a Ghost. But she will soon, because I'm totally going to show her my real face and then she'll see Im not a ghost and then we will DO It.
I'm also Bisexual, only I don't like boys THAT way you sicko so shumt up.
So I was in my lare (A/N: dont no hw 2 spel it, sory1) and Rooul came in. He waz wearin blak lethar pants nd an MCR tshirt nd hiz hair was al cut jaged and spiky nd he looked relly sik.
"Hi, Raulo," I sed. Wats rong? Btw ur clothes suk."
'Oh, hai, Erik," Ral said, "Im jujst bout 2 take Ckristine 2 da oprah, Done Juaan Triumpfant, MCR are playin, u wanna cum?"
"Yesf,' i sed, 'Doo u want tu use box 5 tonight?" (I have the best box at the Opra Howse cuz the managars love me so much not in that way buthey do.)
I relly hate Mcrr, they suk, And Raul did'nt kno but I only dessided too go so I cud make dem sound bad. My voic can b reely seducesive bt it cn also sound bad nd make uthers souwn bad n I use it on ppl i dont lyk not that im mean. Im not lyk a murdrer or anuthing, so stop judging or ur a prep.
"Yes" sed rahl, nd den he left.