When I entered the dressing room, Frank was the only one there. He hadn't noticed me yet, or at least had chosen not to. I took a quick look out the door, catching the leering eye of Ray and Mikey, with Matt close by, dancing intoxicated. They gave me a rather awkward nod and turned away, giving me the hint that Frank really wasn't going to be best pleased with me when I finally faced him. I swallowed before pulling myself back in the room and closing the door sluggishly. When I turned, I came straight face to face with the very unimpressed punk, now standing right behind me with his hands on his hips.

"Have fun?" he asked with a raise eyebrow.

"Meh" I shrugged "wouldn't call it fun. It was a chat and fag…"

"You sure it's all that?" Frank challenged, stepping closer to me.

"Jeez Frank! I just went for a cigarette with a girl! That's all! Now calm it" I moaned, irritated, stepping round Frank and heading over to the mirror to check my make-up. "ready to go on?"

"Of course." Frank scoffed, swinging round to me.

I sighed running my fingers through my hair. My make-up was fine, or at least good enough for me. I looked at Frank's reflection in the mirror and caught his eye. I smiled reassuringly. Franked looked away and started chewing his lip. I kept gazing at his reflection until he looked back with a small smile.

"She looks like a whore"

I couldn't help but laugh "a whore?" I repeated in a cough

"Yeah a catholic whore. Ask her if she's been raped by a priest" he smirked

I hissed in with an uncomfortable expression on my white face and turned round to him, leaning on the make-up counter.
"Harsh, Frankie, harsh" I shushed, sucking on my tongue.

Frank laughed and strolled over to me superstitiously before leaning against my body, his hands in his pockets. He placed his forehead on mine, still sneering.

"I know I am"

We stayed like that for a while, just grinning at each other, before Frank made a sudden movement. He dragged his long tongue quickly up my left cheek before running away like a naughty child, grabbing his guitar in one hand. I yelled out 'oi' very loudly in a joke-angry tone and chased him out the room and out in to the hall, grabbing him round the chest and pulling him back, laughing with joy that he was no longer angry with me.

"Rape! Rape! Rape!" Frank cackled noisily, struggling in my hold.

"Frank…" Ray shook his head disapprovingly "Stop yelling rape. You might offend someone"

"Yes, mum!" Frank grinned.

Ray frowned as Mikey and Matt started laughing, pointing at him and repeating the word 'mum' over and over. Frank quickly joined in, still wrapped in my arms. Hey, Ray wanted Frank to stop saying rape, and he has. It just been replaced by mum. He can't complain, can he?

I began wrestling with Frank, almost getting hit by his guitar as he did so. The next time I paid any attention to world around me that wasn't Mr Iero, I noticed that the other three were now on stage setting up the equipment.

"Show time" Frank muttered in my ear, breathless from fighting.

"Then get on there, Pansy" I winked, giving him a little shove

"Hey! You're the show man!" Frank rebelled with annoyance.

"And you're the baby. Babies go first" I pushed him again.

Frankie stuck his tongue out and stomped on stage. I held back for a second, taking a deep breath and tidying myself up a little bit. As I was about to head on, my eyes caught the gaze of another pretty pair of brown orbs. Lindsay was standing in a door way with a large black bass swinging round her neck. She had a collection of matches in her mouth and appeared to be strapping each one under her hair bands. I took a deep breath and walked over to her as cool as I could

"You'll look strange with matches in your hair" I commented flatly.

Lindsay grinned and murmured with three matches still between her pearly teeth.
"Watch my show, cutie. I'm gunna set the world a light. I'll try not to catch your hair" she winked, before ending back in the door and closing it slowly, still watching me. "See you beautiful"

"Bye little girl" I sighed heading off before the door was even shut.

I heard the creek of it re-opening and turned round with an arrogant smile. She scowled at me, pursing her lips, before her face glowed with the shine of her teeth. Then she head back in, officially shutting the door behind her. I inhaled for the last time before running out on stage.

I bet you can't believe I updated? Well I finally have!

I'm sorry this story had been pushed aside for a while. I wanted to get some my other stories finished half done and blah blah blah :)

NOTE: JUST BECAUSE I DON'T UPDATE DOES NOT MEAN THIS STORY or any of my others ARE ABANDONED! :D