Hey! I just realised today that the previous chapter had the wrong title. Oops
I was originally going to call it "who was I to think immortality meant dying"
But it was too long so I changed it to "the sun sets for you" which honestly I don't like that title very much but never mind. Anyway here's chapter 2 and it will but longer and better….I hope. I've been up till midnight writing this so Plz forgive me if there are any sentences or anything that doesn't make sense.
Gerard's P.O.V
We arrived at out new house at about 3 P.M. it wasn't much, small. I took in the scent of my new home and the surrounding area. I wasn't very good with directions so I had to rely on my superior sense of smell to guide me. The house was almost enclosed by a bubble of fragrance produced by the many roses surrounding it, okay there was no way I'm getting lost in the neighbourhood... After admiring the outside of it for a quite a while I went to join my family on the inside of our new home. Mikey would probably be searching the cupboards for food which may have been left. I had to endure almost 3 hours of him continuously complaining about being hungry.
My heart almost stopped as I entered…wait scratch that, my heart would have almost stopped, if it was actually beating in the first place. It was not a little one story palace, not two stories but 3! There were stairs leading down to what should be a basement but turned out to be two more bedrooms, a bathroom and a living room, and upstairs where there should be an attic, was two bedrooms both on suite.
"I get the huge room on the top floor!"
Screeched my brother whilst sprinting for the stairs. Mum promptly grabbed the back of his shirt stopping him in his tracks.
"Michael James way there is no way in hell you're getting that room, you and Gee are down in the basement"
Me and dad laughed at the face Mikey made. Trust me it was a sight worth seeing.
I followed Mikey down the stairs, watching him run into the first room he saw. I thought id soon drop dead of laughter when I saw the room he'd ran into. It had baby pink walls with a lovely border round the top with hearts and a lampshade on the roof shaped as a flower. He had the priceless look on his face when mum told him we wouldn't be redecorating for at least two weeks. He was not what you'd say best pleased.
Well as for my room what can I say except… IT'S FUCKING AMAZING!! The walls are dark navy blue and the sheets are black and white striped, there's an enormous amount of space on the walls for any posters and drawings I want to put up and better yet the windows open extremely wide allowing me to jump in and out as I please. No more squeezing through the tiny gap of a window in my last room.
I sat for a while looking at the fox running around playfully in the back yard. I loved the fact that animals weren't afraid of me as they were humans. I could sit and watch nature fly by me without scaring it of.
Life's going to be good from now on
I thought to my self
Life's going to be good.
Willows P.O.V
What can I say, life sucks.
I said to myself.
The window of the bus was cold against my head that was resting on it. Usually I sat at the front of the bus as apparently the back was reserved for popular people a.k.a cheerleaders, the jocks and the few people who were allowed the honour of hanging out with them simply for their good looks and the girls' ability to go round fucking every male present in the school.
My hand reached into my pocket and pulled out a mirror. All I wanted to do was check my makeup but no, I'm not even allowed to do that without a little criticism.
"honey I wouldn't look in that little mirror of yours if I were you, best to save yourself the fright of seeing your own face" that would be one of them. The bus was filled with sniggers and quiet laughter as it always was when Sarah said anything to me.
"Get a life"
I didn't have time to think of a better comeback than that.
"In case you haven't noticed I have a life, its you that's the problem. Just go home and slit your wrists, oh and do us all a favour and cut deep tonight, okay?"
And with a smile she walked off. The small silent laughter of the bus grew into roars of hysterics. I shrank back into my seat, willing myself to turn invisible and just disappear. If only that were possible, if only.
At least there was one good thing about today. Art!
After taking my usual seat at the back right hand corner of Mrs Cameron's art class, I took out my sketch pad and 3 different pencils ready to get started. What I liked about Mrs Cameron was that she would let you get on with drawing what ever you wanted and didn't judge you if your drawing were...Well...a bit dark to say the least. My next piece of art work was going to be a girl, not much older than me and she was going to have gothic style wings and be sitting looking lonely among the stars. I liked giving people wings, it made me feel I was doing them a favour, letting them fly among the heavens away from the troubles of humanity.
"Class can I have you attention. Please stop what you doing and listen."
For the love of god just let me draw in peace…
Looking up, my eyes met the eyes of a boy. He had chin length, kind of dried out black hair and scarily pale skin, but not the kind that made him look sick, but made him look mysterious, different. I liked it.
"This is Gerard. He's just moved here from New Jersey and this is the first class he's attended at this school so I want good behaviour and all of you should try your best to make him feel welcome"
He looked to the floor when he was met by the glares of other pupils. Poor kid.
"Now Gerard's school has forwarded us some of his artwork so we can place him in an appropriate class, and I think you could lean a lot from some of it"
She pulled out four or five pieces of large white drawing paper and held them up one by one for the class to admire. I glanced at this new boy who was now looking intently at his shoes clearly embarrasses by all the attention he was receiving.
his artwork was stunning to say the least. One drawing that caught my eye was of a man and a woman, standing hand in hand in front of a gravestone which read.
I cannot and will not say
That she is gone
She just away
Ahh so he's a fan of evanescence. Interesting. The pale skin of the two characters and the ghostly surroundings gave the picture quite a spooky feel to it, a haunted sensation. The title of the picture read:
The world is ugly but you beautiful to me.
As much as it pains me to admit it, he is a better artist than i.
"You may take a seat now Gerard"
His head shot up eager to no longer be the centre of attention. His eyes met mine.
Shit there has to be a seat somewhere else than beside me,I let my eyes casually glance round the class looking for a spare seat, there was one, but it was beside Robbie, I would fear for the boy's life if he sat there as Robbie just so happens to be captain of both the football and baseball team.
I received a small smile from him as he sat down. He was kind of hot...no not hot, the only way I could describe him was, well, pretty…NO!
Just because Steve's gone doesn't me our love died with him. My heart always has and always will, belong to him not this Gerard bloke.
"Hi"
His voice was soft and gentle, with a strong accent. Although every bone in my body wanted to speak with this boy. I chose to ignore him.
That's it for today
I think this was longer than before
And those of you who didn't get the evanescence bit
It has those words carved into the grave stone at the end of the video for tourniquet
Plz review of comment of whatever
Ill be you new best friend if you do