After working some stuff out, we ditched the preppy punk wannabe and I was paired with Scar. We walked down the hallway, having short clipped conversations on the way to our first math class as a pair.
"I like your dress ." (V)
"Thanks. Better than the shit here.by the way what music am I cursed to up here?."(s)
"The classic stereotype . Swift,Beiber, Perry, Direction."(v)
"Ugh I'm so glad I smuggled my ipod."(s)
I laughed under my breath and opened the door to educational hell.
"You're late again Mr.Storm."
I rolled my eyes as I sat down and offered the seat next to me to Scar.she rolled her eyes and sat down , putting a earbud in and her feet up on the desk,making herself comfortable.i laughed under my breath as she drew everybody's eyes to her. I could practically see mr roache's face change blood red and steam come out of his ears. He stood over her, wanting to be noticed . After about five minutes of this, she looked up at him with a sick smile .
"Can I help you?"
" Ms.nightshine I understand you are new. Attitude is not tolerated in my room. Get out. And take your delinquent of a trainer with you." He looked at me and sneered as I got up to leave with her "Mr.storm. I should have guessed"
I shrugged and got my stuff, walking out of the room.i motioned for scar to follow and she very obviously cursed as she followed me out.
We walked out and I saw a few girls looking at me like I had a disease.
"Well death to you too."
Storm led me out and I stopped. Dead in front of the door. He grabbed my shoulder and dragged me along with him.he looked at me after setting me down.
"You up for ditching?" He asked in a quick whisper
I smirked and walked outside with him following like a lost puppy.
"Where I'm from there's classes on ditching."
He led me to what looked like a albino pizza place and I gasped at what the inside was like. This place was more goth than anything I'd seen in the underworld.
He pulled me along and the man in the back yelled " AYE! STORM BOY!! whod ya get as an angel ooh i hope its not one of em frilly headed prissy land loving." He stopped dead center when he saw me. " Aye hunter.. you got a cute one 'ere"
I rolled my eyes and pulled scar to a table .
"So you're into more punk music huh?"
"Yup. greenday, evanescence , bBVB the classic stereotype" she said making a joke out of what I said earlier.
"Haha. very funny. so how'd you like to meet a band member?"
Scar rolled her eyes for a change. (AN:haha not.)
"Love to. to bad they're dead .
I smirked and shook a finger
" But oh contrair my lady. they are not dead but merely spiritwings. didn't you notice the ceiling?"
She looked up and studied it for a while .
"It's normal. just covered in band posters."
I smirked again and almost laughed a little.
"Wrong again little demon. Those posters are special. Last copies of whichever particular print ever made . took twenty years to collect you know. but what's really special is the poster's souls."
"Souls? like talking paper? Hades, am I talking to a wing nut ?"
I groaned and looked up at the ceiling .
"You'll see demon girl . HEY GERARD COME DOWN! BRING THE REST OF THE GUYS WITH YOU OKAY?"
one by one, the members of My Chemical Romance floated from the ceiling and sat ontop and around the booth we were in. we started talking and scar was asking lightning round questions when I noticed something missing.
"Uh hey guys where's Ray?"
A scream from the ceiling answered my question
"I AM UP HERE AND I CAN'T FIT MY FRO THROUGH THE POSTER PORTAL!! IM STUUUUUCCCKKK!!!"
I laughed and eventually Gerard and Frank got him down .
" There's our princess FRO-FRO !" I yelled
"Da da da da circus Afro circus Afro polka Dot polka dot polka dot afro!" Gerard sang happily.
Ray crossed his arms " stop making fun guys it's meeeaaann!"
"Wait wait wait I have one more. ray, your FRO is scary. it keeps me up at night. I think I may have Torofrobia ! what do you think Doctor Way? I think it's taking control."
"Oh yes, surgeon Scar, this is a most pressing issue, I'm afraid it may be fatal" Gerard replied calmly
scar cackled at the end and all us guys pulled out the best impressive super loud semi manly laughs we could. it sounded more like pixies singing soprano.
AN: sorry for the short chappy and long long long wait! I'm typing on an iPod so the keyboard hates me.
But on the bright side......
MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE REFERENCE!!! THE FEELS WHILE WRITING THIS!GAHHHH
Btw go check out a writer called
Gelato72 . SHE.IS.AMAZEBALLS.