Chapter 3.
AN: STOP FLAMMING DA STORY PREPZ OK! odderwize fangs 2 da goffik ppl 4 da good reveiws! FANGS AGEN RAVEN! oh yeah, BTW I don't own dis or da lyrics 4 Good Chralotte. And spell check has just gone on strike!
On the night of the concert I put on my black lace-up boots with high heels. Most girls just call them high heels! Underneath them were ripped Well get some that aren't ripped! Jeez, why'd you want to go out looking like you can't afford a decent pair of tights red fishnets. Then I put on a black leather minidress with all this corset stuff on the back and front. By "stuff" I assume you mean the corset laces, in which case you can only wear a corset with the laces at the back so tell me: why the hell are you wearing two corsets? I put on matching fishnet on my arms. I straightened my hair and made it look all spiky. Yeah that's less punk rocker more Dennis the Menace. I felt a little depressed then, so I slit one of my wrists. Well it's certainly a direct and to-the-point approach. I read a depressing book while I waited for it to stop bleeding and I listened to some GC. I painted my nails black and put on TONS of black eyeliner. Then I put on some black lipstick. I didn't put on foundation because I was pale anyway. Maybe from the loss of blood, now I'm not a doctor but I'd probably advice: STOP CUTTING YOURSELF! I drank some human blood What's wrong with tea? so I was ready to go to the concert.
I went outside. Draco was waiting there in front of his flying car. As you do. He was wearing a Simple Plan t-shirt (they would play at the show too), baggy black skater pants, black nail polish and a little eyeliner (AN: A lot fo kewl boiz wer it ok! just put this into Google translate, even the internet has no idea what she's saying!). Well I don't know who you've been hanging round with sweetheart but from where I'm sitting he sounds like a first class prat! I used to think he was fit, but now? I won't be able to sleep tonight!
"Hi Draco!" I said in a depressed voice.
"Hi Ebony." he said back. We walked into his flying black Mercedes-Benz So even in crappy fanfictions Draco's still a spoiled little rich kid! Well at least she's managed some sort of consistency! (the license plate said 666) 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. I've been meaning to ask you, were you high when you wrote this? Because there's no way anyone in any sort of stable state could come up with such drivvle! When we got there, we both hopped out of the car. 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).
"Joel is so fucking hot." I said to Draco, pointing to him as he sung, filling the club with his amazing voice. This is Joel's cue to hang himself in the dressing room out of embarrassment of being found attractive by such a pleb!
Suddenly Draco looked sad. Oh yeah he fancies the pleb doesn't he?
"What's wrong?" I asked as we moshed to the music. Then I caught on. Surely if you're moshing you couldn't exactly hold a conversation with someone.
"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.
"Really." I said. "Besides I don't even know Joel to Joel's great relief! and he's going out with Hilary fucking Duff. I fucking hate that little bitch." Oh yeah I forgot, you're both on first name terms aren't you! I said disgustedly, thinking of her ugly blonde face. oi! Enough of the blonde insults Bride of Chuckie! Besides Draco's blonde you stupid girl!
The night went on really well, and I had a great time. So did Draco. After the concert, we drank some beer and asked Benji and Joel for their autographs and photos with them. The camera then promptly broke! 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! Well I've never heard it called that before!