Brendon Urie is different than most boys his age. Ryan Ross is a new student.
But that could change one day.
Cinderella was alone...
Snow White was alone....
Oh wait, those were fairytales.
I absolutely despise what I am.
But I have maintained control.
But, how long will that last?
I can't stand like this for millions of more years.
I go to school, like a normal 17 year old boy.
My "father" and I travel the world.
Imagine having to move every so many years.
But it makes since... People would get suspicious.
After so long you get used to it.
It isn't as if I leave any friends behind.
Most people just think I'm weird, and avoid me.
I also pretend to be a mean person.
I don't want a human getting too close.
Imagine if I got a good smell of their blood.
I'd probably go insane.
It'd be a terrible mess...
I can't help it though.
My "Father" and I figure our little sharade will work.
I certainly hope so...