Three out of Thirty One chapters until we start reviewing it. Yay?

Hey guys, welcome to chapter three, glad to see you're all back. Well that is if you didn't run away in fear because this is My Immortal.

I'm surprised I got reviews so shortly after posting it.

Because the chapters are short, there will be quick updates.

Again, I own nothing but the bold.

Chapter 3.

AN: STOP FLAMMING DA STORY PREPZ OK!

'Preps' Keep flaming the story! ITS NO WHERE CLOSE TO BEING ASHES

odderwize fangs 2 da goffik ppl 4 da good reveiws!

Oh God… people actually reviewed positively?

FANGS AGEN RAVEN! oh yeah, BTW I don't own dis or da lyrics 4 Good Chralotte.

….That isn't a good sign. But if you're a fan, spell the damn name right!

On the night of the concert I put on my black lace-up boots with high heels. Underneath them were ripped red fishnets. Then I put on a black leather minidress with all this corset stuff on the back and front. I put on matching fishnet on my arms. I straightened my hair and made it look all spiky.

Wasn't that counter productive?

I felt a little depressed then, so I slit one of my wrists.

One, why were you depressed when you were going on a date? Second, just…..there is going to be a lot of that in here isn't there?

I read a depressing book while I waited for it to stop bleeding

I hope she didn't bandage it, because then she would bleed to death. How the hell does she bleed anyways? She's undead.

and I listened to some GC. I painted my nails black and put on TONS of black eyeliner.

You my friend-

*Sarcasm Mode Active*

I'll ignore it this time, but you my 'friend', must have one very big and thick neck muscles to be able to support tons of makeup on your face.

Then I put on some black lipstick. I didn't put on foundation because I was pale anyway. I drank some human blood so I was ready to go to the concert.

Hey, hopefully she gets a disease, dies and this can be over.

I went outside. Draco was waiting there in front of his flying car.

So, Draco, the same Draco who is part of a muggle hating group, owns a car, which is muggle technology.

He was wearing a Simple Plan t-shirt (they would play at the show too),

Simple Plan- Started in 1999 under the name Reset, they did not become Simple Plan until 2008. When Harry Potter was in its 7th year, it was 1997. Simple Plan does not exist for another eleven years.

baggy black skater pants, black nail polish and a little eyeliner (AN: A lot fo kewl boiz wer it ok!).

"Hi Draco!" I said in a depressed voice.

Why the fuck are you depressed? You have nothing to be depressed about unless you found out that you were in a shitty story.

"Hi Ebony." he said back. We walked into his flying black Mercedes-Benz (the license plate said 666)

…Because that's cool?

and flew to the place with the concert. On the way we listened excitedly to Good Charlotte and Marilyn Manson. We both smoked cigarettes and drugs.

And crashed into a tree because you were both stupid and high, the end!

When we got there, we both hopped out of the car.

Hopped out? Like a bunny, are you two wearing little rabbit outfits too?

We went to the mosh pit at the front of the stage and jumped up and down as we listened to Good Charlotte.

"You come in cold, you're covered in blood They're all so happy you've arrived The doctor cuts your cord, hands you to your mom She sets you free into this life." sang Joel (I don't own da lyrics 2 dat song).

If you owned the lyrics, I think I would have to kill someone.

"Joel is so fucking hot." I said to Draco, pointing to him as he sung, filling the club with his amazing voice.

…Girl….you never, EVER, say that to your date ON YOUR DATE!

*Rage Mode Active*

Oh, that's new.

Suddenly Draco looked sad.

"What's wrong?" I asked as we moshed to the music.

What's…wrong…

Whats…wrong?

You. Are. An. Idiot.

And how do you 'moshed to the music'?

Then I caught on.

Thank the Mirthful Messiahs.

"Hey, it's ok I don't like him better than YOU!" I said.

"Really?" asked Draco sensitively and he put his arm around me all protective.

Draco, quit being attached to her, she's a whore. Just throw your arms in the air and storm off and take the car that you shouldn't own. She can walk back to Hogwarts.

"Really." I said. "Besides I don't even know Joel and he's going out with Hilary fucking Duff. I fucking hate that little bitch." I said disgustedly, thinking of her ugly blonde face.

Hey, what's wrong with Hilary? I can understand Lindsay Lohan hate.

The night went on really well, and I had a great time. So did Draco. After the concert, we drank some beer

Underage Drinking, that is two or three things that they have done illegally this chapter.

and asked Benji and Joel for their autographs and photos with them.

Why would Draco want to be in a picture with muggles? THAT IS NOT A MALFOY!

We got GC concert tees. Draco and I crawled back into the Mercedes-Benz, but Draco didn't go back into Hogwarts, instead he drove the car into… the Forbidden Forest!

Poor Suspense again. Maybe he's going to feed her to the Acromantulas.