She is not dead! yea, I'm still here. Sorry for the huuuuge break I took from publishing anything. School got in the way. But I'm back now.
This is a new thing I'm working on for the band My Chemical Romance, and despite the title it really doesn't have too much to do with the song. Basically what I've done is taken the guys from MCR and put them in high school. I've aged them down to be teenagers, but am not writing about them as they actually were in high school. I'm writing about them as they are now, and what that would be like in a high school setting.
WARNINGS: bad language, violence, some sexual themes (It's high school, what did you expect?) also some Frerard fluff stuff. I'm not a big Frerard supporter, though I do find it incredibly sexy when they kiss, but for the plot of this story it's necessary. Also it's going to be dealing with some dark themes in this story, like death and alcoholism, hatred, depression, suicide and heart break.
I'm pretty confident about this story and I'm gonna have fun writing it. Hope you guys enjoy it.
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"There's no reason to be nervous, Mikey," Gerard reassured his little brother as they walked together to Jersey City Central High School. Mikey, a new freshman, was anxious at the thought of a new school year.
"Easy for you to say, you're a junior," Mikey grumbled to his older brother, who rolled his eyes.
Gerard's best friend, Frank Iero, sat up in a tree at the edge of the school yard and waited for the arrival of the Way brothers. He had a surprise for them.
The moment Gerard's combat boots left the sidewalk for the school's green grass and the hum of their voices could be heard, Frank lept down from the tree. "RAWR!" he yelled right in their faces as he landed at their feet. Gerard stumbled back in surprise while Mikey screamed and dropped to his knees right on the spot. He sat there on the grass, breathless.
Recovered from his shock, Gerard pounded on Frank's shoulder with his fist, and Frank roared with laughter. He fell on his side in the grass, giggling hysterically. Gerard kicked him once.
"What the fuck dude!? He's already scared to death!" Gerard yelled at Franky as Mikey shakely got to his feet. Gerard handed Mikey his plain black book bag with a sigh. MIkey had really wanted to get the unicorn one at Hot Topic. It had looked pretty cool, but Gerard had talked him out of it. This was high school after all. Why make things harder?
"Haha, sorry Mikey," Frank giggled out an apology.
"Screw you," Mikey responded, but he was smiling. No hard feelings.
"HEY EMOS!" the three teens turned to look at the shouter. It was a few Junior boys in a fancy convertable. "Catch!" they yelled from the road and instantly pelted Gerard, Frank, and Mikey with water baloons. They found out that they weren't filled with water when nasty mud exploded all over their dorky school uniforms. Hooting and howling, the teens drove off fast. Gerard flipped them the bird, telling them what exactly they could do with their fancy sports car. He wiped mud from his eyes in disgust while Mikey plucked at his soiled shirt. Frank seemed ready for this situation. Yanking at his uniform tie, he unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off, taking a clean one from his back pack.
"Welcome to the party," he said, tossing Gerard a shirt as well. Gerard stripped to reveal his pale, flat stomach and then immediately covered it with his new white polo. He didn't notice how Frank had been staring at him. Throwing his blazer over his shoulder Gerard wrapped an arm around Mikey's. Then they all walked up to the school together.
R/R! Forever Reign the Fabulous Killjoys