Disclaimer: If I was Stephenie Meyer, why would I be writing fan-fiction when I could just write stuff, publish it, and make millions of dollars?

Did you really think I was going to start with the Cullen's or Bella? Pssh…

No my friends, it is Mike Newton that I am torturing today, with Foo Fighters no less.

Mike sniffled pathetically as he lay in the fetal position on his bed. The moment he heard the news, his heart shattered. He had spent the past week in his room mourning. All of his friends had visited him, trying to comfort him from his terrible loss.

He just couldn't believe it had happened. His hero, Mel Gibson, wasn't going to make anymore movies! Mike literally went into a coma when he found out Mel Gibson was only going to direst movies, but this was too much!

Too alarming now to talk about
Take your pictures down and shake it out

Mike slowly got up out of his bed. What was the point anymore? He had to stop being such a baby. What would Jessica think? Or was it Lauren? He couldn't remember who he was dating, and it really didn't matter, because those kinds of things didn't matter when your hero gives up.

He started pulling down the pictures and poster of Mel that he hung up in his room. There was his mint-condition Braveheart movie poster that he got off the Internet, and his movie poster of The Patriot. God, he just loved those blue eyes! Over by on his bedside table was the picture of Mike at the premiere of the Passion of the Christ, and if you look really hard, you can see the back of Mel's head in the back of the picture.

Mike hesitated as he picked up his most prized possession, a Mel Gibson action figure, but he through it into the garbage without a second glance.

Truth or consequence, say it aloud
Use that evidence, race it around

How could Tyler just tell him the horrible news at lunch in front of everyone! When Tyler told Mike casually about what Mel said, he literally had a heart attack. He jumped up and screamed, "What! Mel Gibson would never leave the film business! Doesn't he know that I, his number one fan, would die if he did that?!"

Everyone in the cafeteria just looked at Mike for a moment, before bursting out into hysterical laughter. He couldn't take it anymore, so he ran to his room and stayed there for a week in isolation. Only when his REAL friends (not Tyler) came to visit him in his time of sadness did he start to recover from his traumatic loss.

There goes my hero
Watch him as he goes
There goes my hero
He's ordinary

Mike looked at his watch and noticed that he could probably make the last half of school if he left now. He didn't want to delay the inevitable, so he grabbed the garbage bag full of Mel Gibson memorabilia and headed outside.

When he got to the edge of the street where his car was, he put the garbage bag into the big garbage can for the garbage truck to pick it up. He got in his Suburban and drove off the school with determination in his heart.

Don't the best of them bleed it out
While the rest of them peter out

Lunch was halfway through when Mike got to school. Everyone was chatting happily and nobody had a care in the world. Tyler was plotting with Eric on how they were going to woo Bella away from Edward, when the doors to the cafeteria opened up, revealing Mike Newton. At once, the entire student body fell silent. You could have heard a vampire walking around in there.

Mike looked over everyone, but eventually say Tyler cowering in his seat and he strode over to him with his chest out.

Truth or consequence, say it aloud
Use that evidence, race it around

Tyler stammered when Mike drew closer. "M-m-mike…w-welcome b-back. H-how w-was y-your w-weekend?"

"Pleasant," Mike replied coldly, looking at Tyler like he smelled like something foul, which he probably did.

Bella, who was sitting next to that creep Edward Cullen, looked at Mike with worry and asked, "Mike, are you alright? You haven't been at school for the past week. What's wrong?"

Mike turned slowly towards Bella and saw that dumb-butt Cullen was fighting back laughter, but was failing miserably. Mike's face grew as red as an over-zealous Bulls fan and snarled in a deadly tone, "You want to know what is wrong with me? Well, I'll tell you."

There goes my hero
Watch him as he goes
There goes my hero
He's ordinary

"Tyler Crowley has ruined my life. With just one simple comment on how my hero, Mel Gibson, is done with the movie business, he successfully threw me into a depression for the past week. I barely got out of bed and I talked to no one, even though they tried to talk to me. I have given up on Mr. Gibson, so you should be happy, Tyler, for crushing my dreams." Mike finished giving Tyler a long, hate-filled look.

"Wait a minute," Bella said confused. "Your hero is Mel Gibson, the guy who was in that movie Braveheart?"

"Yeah," Angela agreed. "He's that guy that screamed 'FREEDOM!' while being castrated in that movie."

"What does 'castrated' mean?" Ben asked.

Angela looked at him with a motherly look. "You don't want to know."

Cullen snorted and shook his head. "I can't believe you trust what Tyler said. What if I told you that he really is starting to direct a new film named Apocalypto that is going to come out sometime in the winter."

Kudos my hero leaving all the best
You know my hero, the one that's on

Mike narrowed his eyes at Cullen. "I would say that I wouldn't and will never believe a word that will ever come out of your mouth. EVER!"

Cullen stood up, pulling Bella with him. "Whatever. Believe what you will. Come on Bella. We are going to be late."

Bella turned around towards Mike as they walked away and called out, "Bye Mike! I hope you get over it soon!"

Jessica threw herself at Mike and started going on about how mean Cullen and Bella were, but Mike ignored her. Was Cullen right? Though Mike didn't want to admit it, he usually was. Mike turned to Eric and asked, "Is that true? Is Mel still in the film industry?"

There goes my hero
Watch him as he goes
There goes my hero
He's ordinary

"Yeah. I can't believe you didn't know that. It's been all over the news about how his is directing a really deep movie on, like, the Mayans or something with his own money," Eric answered.

"WHAT?!" Mike exclaimed in horror. Noooooooo!! And he threw away all of his Mel Gibson stuff too!

And then, Mike Newton died from grief and confusion.

Please review! If you want to read other ones before I update this, I wrote Attack of the Song-Fics, which is the same idea, but Harry Potter. If you have suggestion for songs, please tell me. My music library is pretty limited.

Murray