"Shit..." I mumbled to myself as I started walking the other way. There he was, Frank Anthony Iero, the guy who sent shivers up my spine and butterflies in my stomach, they're not even any ordinary butterflies, they send me to the clinic even if he didnt lay a finger on me. I was terrified of him yet attracted. We've met but only through Gerard who sat next to me in art class. It was probably because of his constant blabbing and me being too nice to shoo him away that I met Frank.
I walked towards Camille who was just a few spaces away and tried to keep calm. "Hi Jess" she greeted me, "Yeah, just pretend we've been talking about something interesting..." I said in a low voice as I felt Frank pass by. My neck stung like he was staring at me. Camille however was on the verge of laughter. "Its not funny..." I hissed. Camille just shook her head, grabbed her Chemistry book and shut her locker.
"If you ask me, if he ever did ask you out or you do, you'd make a cute couple" Camille laughed. We walked towards our homeroom, it was the same time in the morning. "Well, apparently I didn't ask. Why would I ask the guy who freaks me out every Advanced Math, Biology and Chemistry subject everyday?" I asked, "Well, you kicked my shin in first grade but we still managed to stay friends till 8th" Camille smirked.
"Yeah, but then I cried not you"
"Yeah, because I told on you"
"Whore"
"Yeah, whatever..." Camille laughed as we entered the classroom.
I took my regular seat inbetween Camille and Mikey. Camille sat down and took out her notebook. "Hey Mikey!" I grinned at the tall emo glasses wearing guy. What else can I say? There's nothing more to describe him with. He always wears the same shirt on Tuesdays, Anthrax branded to be exact and his brother looks nothing like him. That's basically it.
"Hey Jess" he replied in a soft voice. He's usually shy. I don't get it, we've been friends since... ever. Well since he moved here at least. I didn't get along with his brother Gerard. Well, he was creepy and wore eyeliner. Well, guys wearing eyeliner is okay but I just don't like the face Gerard hangs out with Frank...
"Why so blue?" I pounted and hit my head on my table, I kept my head there for a while. Camille snickered and I could tell Mikey smirked. "Nothing, forgot homework" he replied, "Which one?" Camille asked, "Creative Writing" he replied. "I'm not in your class... I'm Creative Writing III" I smirked, though I wasn't entirely happy because I was beside Gerard there too. I'm beside him in Art and Creative Writing.
Wow.
With my head still on the table I heard the door open and Mr. Simmons cheerfully said "Okay! Let's learn!" I kept my head on the table.
"Ms. Rogers, head up!" Mr. Simmons instructed me, I held up one finger signaling one minute. "I'll give the whole class to rest for 1 minute then with Ms. Rogers while we wait for morning announcements then!" Mr. Simmons said and I heard everyone's heads plop on their tables.
Mr. Simmons was a new teacher, probably late 20's. He's a nice guy with hazel eyes and long dirty blonde hair. You could mistake him for being a surfer. He treated his students like friends so the whole class was pretty happy to have him as their homeroom teacher, usually because he gives out nap times.
'Attention students!' the speakers blared. Can't they fucking turn down the volume? Even just a bit? I covered my ears.
I kept my head down as the principal talked. I wasn't exactly intererested.
"Oh yeah, Gerard wants to invite you and Camille to our band practice. Brand new band and I want you guys to come" Mikey whispered but loud enough for me to hear over the speakers. "Why do you want us there?" I asked, "Ray Toro's going to be there and he creeps me out" Mikey simply replied.
"Okay, I'll talk about it with the bitch later" I smiled and lifted my head. I glanced at Camille who was acting pretty calm then I saw her ear plugs. No wonder other kids were covering their ears while she wasn't.
"Camille!" I nudged her, she didn't mind me, "Camille" I said in a louder tone.
By this time I was scowling, how do I get her attention?
you grab a stick and poke her! or if not just normally poke her head with your index finger...
you throw a rock at her! Then she can't think straight!
you chuck a pencil at her head! if the sharp side hits her, too bad.
you throw your arms up in exaspiration! then yell out "CAMILLE!"
I ended up poking her on the head, which was maybe a bit too hard... But still, I poked her...
"OW!" she half yelled then scowled at me. "What the fuck, fucktard? I lost brain cells!" she hissed and pulled out one earplug. "Sorry but a voice in my head said to poke you, but anyway, Mikey's new band's practicing later and Mikey wants us to come" I explained. "Tell the voice in your head-" "There are four" "The voices in your head to fuck off and tell Mikey sure" Camille replied and put back the earplug.
I glanced at Mikey then nodded.
The morning what-cha-ma-call-it endedand another torture of school went on.
finally!
that's too bad, your last subject was Art...
yes! now we can terrorize little kids! *runs around laughing manically*
*stares weirdly at voice number 3*
"You know what? You should really see my dad, that poke hurt me real hard and it hurts till now" Camille whined as she rubbed the part of her head where I poked her. "I'm not seeing a psychiatrist..." I made a face. Yes, her dad was a psychiatrist, my parents were doctors too but different fields. My dad was an Eyes, Ears, Nose and Throat doctor and my mom was a Nephrologist. Nephrologist meaning she takes care of people with kidney disceases.
"Gah, quit your whining, let's hit Mikey's place now before a tidal wave comes and wipes out everything alive, like in Noah's Arc" I smirked and headed towards Mikey's house which was a few blocks away.
"Well, I wouldn't want to hit Mikey's place with anything, it kinda reminds me of an ideal home and Noah's Arc's flood happened because of heavy rain, not because of a gigantic tidal wave and we live in New Jersey! There's no way a tidal wave can hit here!" Camille lectured me, I hate it when she does that.
"Whatever smartass, let's go hear Mikey play!" I grinned and ran towards the Way home.
haha! That sounded like the way home not the WAY home! roflol!
Camille is a smartass... -_-
we're not terrorizing toddlers? :'(
wonder how Mikey's band sounds like...
We arrived at Mikey's place and rang the doorbell.
"Hello Jessica, Camille! Mikey, Gerard and their friends are downstairs" Donna, Gerard and Mikey's mom smiled and led us towards the basement. What? Gerard's in the band too?
"Thank you, Mrs. Way" Camille smiled, I smiled the sweetest smile I could give as we walked down the stairs. "Call me Donna, you two. I've been telling you that since you two were 8! If you need anything, I'll be in the kitchen or just ask Michael" Donna smiled and we nodded. Then she closed the door behind us.
"I like her better than any other friend's mom's we've met" Camille remarked as we continued down the stairs. "Yeah, she's not fake" I smirked and we neared the open space of the basement.
"Why do we have to wait? Can't we practice NOW?" I heard a familiar voice say. Camille and I stopped dead. "Let's listen" I grinned evilly and she nodded. "No Gee, Camille and Jess are going to be here soon so you don't need to wait longer" we heard Mikey's voice. "Yeah, Don't be such a whore" I heard a voice say, it didn't sound familiar. "And you said that we'd surprise whoever heard us first so wait" another uncommon voice said.
"Plus the girls will definitely have interest, Jessie apparently likes most of the bands we were influenced by so she'd most definitely like our band. So will her friend Camille because I bet she influences her" andother uncommon voice said. I gave Camille an uneasy look and she returned it. How did this guy know about what bands I like?
"Fuck off Frank. You're such a stalker" Gerard said.
FRANK?!
"It's all over her Bio, Chemistry and Math notebooks, shirts and bag, get it right you man-whore" Frank replied coldly.
"Yeah and every other notebook she has" Mikey added.
"WE'RE HERE!" Camille grinned madly and stepped out of the shadows, "When'd you get here?" Mikey asked, "Just now with my whore" Camille grinned and pulled me from the shadows. "Hey" I smiled sheepishly.
My eyes locked with Frank's.
NO! LOOK AWAY! @_@
so pretty... @_@
*drools* @_@
omfg... @_@
"Let's play now!" Gerard whined. My eye contact with Frank broke because of Camille dragging me to the beaten up, red couch and we sat down.
"We're My Chemical Romance ladies and prepare to be blown away by our awesomeness" Gerard grinned into the microphone. "Jessie and Camille, our first song is Headfirst For Halos! Basically the only finished song but it sounds pretty!" Gerard grinned as he pulled the microphone from it's stand.
"Enjoy" Ray smirked. He was one of the voices a while ago.
"THINK HAPPY THOUGHTS!" Gerard screamed and the band played the best song I've ever heard.
I watched every member. From Gerard and his pretty and screamy voice, Ray with his guitar riffs, Mikey and his cuteness with his bass and the unnamed blonde guy on the drums. The drummer's awesome so I HAVE to meet him.
However, Frank caught my eye the most. His need to roll on the ground was intensifying, I could tell. He was already kneeling on the ground and it was in what I thought was the middle of the song with his guitar.
He was dead awesome.
Camille was in a daze as well. I managed to tear my eyes away from Frank's concentration to glance at Camille's awestruck and starstruck face. I smirked at her face.
I looked back at Frank then something hit me like I was in the middle of the road for 3 hours straight.
I think I'm in love.
aw... lil'Jessie's in <3 XD Technically that's me too so we're both in love, I guess...
with Frank? Naw... *hides a blush*
NO!!! X_x
uh... well... that could happen...
okay... that's it I guess...
