My Immortal Comentary

This is a commentary of the infamous My Immortal. Do not own (thank god) Note! Swearing, cutting, bad lemons and horrible grammar. The last two are grave offences


2. Chapter 2

Chapter 2.


AN: Fangz 2 bloodytearz666 4 helpin me wif da chapta! BTW preps sorry I’m a prep but you are still a bitch stop flaming ma story ok! No, I will continue flaming this shit of a story, it brings good reviews.


The next day I woke up in my bedroom. It was snowing and raining again. I opened the door of my coffin and drank some blood from a bottle I had. Why not hunt like a real vamp?  My coffin was black ebony Again, redundant  and inside it was hot pink velvet with black lace on the ends. I got out of my coffin and took of my giant MCR t-shirt which I used for pajamas. Instead, I put on a black leather dress, a pentagram necklace, combat boots and black fishnets on. I put on four pairs of earrings in my pierced ears, and put my hair in a kind of messy bun.

My friend, Willow (AN: Raven dis is u!) No one gives a fuck! woke up then and grinned at me. She flipped her long waist-length raven black hair with pink streaks and opened her forest-green eyes. I thought she already woke up? Consistency child. She put on her Marilyn Manson t-shirt with a black mini, fishnets and pointy high-heeled boots. We put on our makeup (black lipstick white foundation and black eyeliner.) You will soon read the glorious costume porn

“OMFG, I saw you talking to Draco Malfoy yesterday!” she said excitedly.

“Yeah? So?” I said, blushing.

“Do you like Draco?” she asked as we went out of the Slytherin common room and into the Great Hall. Jumping to conclusions are we?

“No I so fucking don’t!” I shouted. No need to get pissy child

“Yeah right!” she exclaimed. Just then, Draco walked up to me.

“Hi.” he said.

“Hi.” I replied flirtily. 1) I don’t think flirtily is a word, I was right it’s not. 2) See! Whore!

“Guess what.” he said. EXPLOSION SAY WHAT?

“What?” I asked. boom

“Well, Good Charlotte are having a concert in Hogsmeade.” he told me. Whoop-de-fucking-do

“Oh. My. Fucking. God!” I screamed. I love GC. They are my favorite band, besides MCR. I now hate them without listening to them, true story

“Well…. do you want to go with me?” he asked.


Why the long pause?


I gasped.

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