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Chapter Two:

"So where are you originally from?" Frank asked, looking away from the road and having a quick look at me. I kept looking forwards out the cars front window.
"I was born in London, but moved to New York when I was young enough to get an accent, then I moved here about three years ago."
"Yeah, I could tell you weren't all American."
"My mum was English..."
Frank just nodded his head and kept his eyes on the road. I sat there awkwardly with my hands in my lap.
"Look, I know we just met, but it's Gerard's... Mikey's brother's birthday. We're all having a party at his. Want to come?" I looked over to him. Frank had gone red on the cheeks. "You can bring your Ashlee Simpson loving friend with you."
"Her name is Brooke."
"Yeah... Brooke." Frank could tell I didn't really want to go. "There shall be alcohol there."
"I could do with a few drinks" I said, knowing that alcohol would numb the pain I was trying to hide.
"Then come"
"Oh, a left here" I said pointing down the road he had to turn down.
"So...?"
"Okay. Sounds pleasant."
I knew I wasn't being the politest of people, but I didn't feel like being nice at this particular moment in time. Frank bobbed his head, happy that he convinced me to go. I pointed him out the rest of the directions back to my house.
"You can just drop me off here, I can walk the rest of the way."
"No, no. I said I'd give you a ride home, so a ride home you shall get" Frank said winking at me.
"Well its the last house down the next road."
Frank said nothing but sped up the car. Stopping outside my house and unlocking the car doors. I got out without a word as he rolled down his window. I walked round to his side of the car and peeped through the door.
"Thanks Frank. it would have sucked catching the bus home."
"We should do it more often, whenever we want to ditch last lesson at school."
I smiled and nodded my head.
"I'll pick you up at 9:00pm then." Frank shouted after me as I walked up the driveway to my big dark green door to my fathers house.
I waved my arm up in the air once, letting him know 'Okay' and unlocked the door and stepped in. Locking the door behind me.

~*~

I searched through my wardrobe for something decent to wear. Pulling out thousands of years old t-shirts that no longer fit me and ripped up tights.
I finally settled on my long dark blue top and some fish net tights. I quickly put them on and was running around the house looking for my black Doc Martens when Brooke stormed in.
"Ugh!" She yelled as she fell back onto my bed, then quickly sitting up and looking at me confused, pointing her finger at me.
"Why are you all dressed up?"
"We're going to a party with Frank and Mikey tonight."
"Wait... We?!"
"Yep... Franks coming to pick us up at 9."
Brooke again looked confused. I ignored her and pulled one of my D.M's out from under my bed and pulling it on my left foot.
"Tuesday. Its 6."
"Yeah I know. I'm going to have my hair done. I'm sick of it like this."
I flicked my curled hair with my hand and then spotted my other shoe and scrambled over to it.
"Oh no, Tuesday! I love your hair!"
"Well I don't. I need a change"
I wasn't in the mood to argue with Brooke. So I pulled on my shoe and then walked over to my leather jacket and put it on.
"I'll come too" Brooke said, rolling her eyes and crawling off of my bed.
"No you won't. You shall stay here and get ready. God knows how long you take!!"
I forced a smile on my face to let her know that I am okay and then walked to leave my bedroom.
"Are you doing this all because of Darren?"
I froze in mid walk and felt the tears coming. She did remember.
"Bye, Brooke"
I still wasn't ready to talk about it. I wasn't ready to talk about it after a year of him being gone and out of my life.
"Tuesday, you haven't even visited his grave since he died."
I turned around sharply with my arms in the air, tears were escaping unwillingly from my eyes.
"Brooke, just leave it!"
I felt myself beginning to shake and a familiar pain spread across my body. I fell into Brooke's arms as she wrapped them round me and held me tight. We stood there for god knows how long. Not saying a word to each other.
"I'm going to go now" I said through the tears.
"You sure you don't want me to come?"
I nodded my head and left her, standing in the center of my room, probably feeling horrible for making me cry.

~*~

"BOO!" I shouted as I jumped out from behind the door and onto Brooke.
She let out a loud scream and fell to the floor laughing as she realised it was me. She looked up and me and stopped. Almost froze and pointed at my hair. I smiled to myself, I was hoping I would get this reaction from people.
"YOU.LOOK.SO.HOT!" Brooke said, jumping up from the floor and hugging me.
"Thanks, I'm really happy with it" I twirled around to get the light to catch my hair to bring out the blue/black and red streaks.
At that moment the doorbell rang. Brooke and I both looked at each other and ran to the mirror in my bathroom. Quickly fixing our make-up and then running downstairs to answer the door. I straightened myself up and pushed my shoulders back to make my chest pop out and then opened the door to see Frank in a pair of torn jeans and a misfits t-shirt.
He looked at me for a moment and then spoke.
"Is Tuesday and Brooke home?"
I laughed at him and did jazz hands.
"It is Tuesday... like it?" I said doing a twirl and then posing at the end of it.
"Oh! Oh my god! It's great! I didn't even reckonise you!"
"She looks hot, doesn't she?" Brooke said, appearing from behind me.
"Sure does!" Frank winked at me and then stepped out the way of the door.
Brooke pulled at my roughly tied up platted pigtails and I stepped out of the door, being pulled back by Brooke who was still standing still, sniffing my hair.
"Brooke?! What the fuck are you doing?!"
"What? I love the smell of hair dye!"
I shrugged my shoulders at Frank who was laughing a childish laugh and then walked up to his car.
"Nice shirt" I said as I sat down in the front seat. having called 'Shotgun' before Brooke could. Brooke got into the car and Frank started it up and began to drive.
"You like The Misfits?"
"Well sure I do!" I said surprised. My previous appearance didn't show much about the music I listened to.
"Bleh, will there be any cute boys at this party?" Brooke asked, I could tell she was feeling a little left out in the back.
"Am I not pretty, Brooke?" Frank asked, making me laugh.
"Oh, no! I didn't mean that. I just meant because Tuesday called dibbs on you first that..."
I quickly turned round and covered up Brooke's mouth.
"Shut up Brooke!" I growled under my breath.
I looked Back at Frank to see him laughing to himself.
"Your such girls!" He said laughing and flicking his fringe out of his face.
"Oh shut up!" Brooke and I both said at the same time and hitting him on the shoulder.

"Well, we're here!" Frank said, parking the car and then getting out.
Brooke and I both did the same and walked up to the front door.
"Oh!" I said as I remembered Gerard's present.
I pulled out a bottle of Vodka as Frank opened the door and pulled Brooke and I both in as we stood around, expecting Gerard to walk over to invite us in.
"Does Gerard even know we're coming?" Brooke asked as she pulled of her black trench coat and hung it from the staircase. I took off my jacket and put it onto of Brooke's and put my bag next to the table by the door.
"Yeah, I mentioned it to him earlier. He was completely fine with it!!"
Frank grabbed both of our hands and pulled us through the first door through the hallway.
"HEY, ITS THE BIRTHDAY BOY!!" Frank shouted at the long, black haired boy sitting on the floor next to Mikey, a guy with awesome frizzy hair and another guy with short blonde hair and a lip piercing.
"Frank, I'm not 2 years old!" He looked up at me and Brooke and stood. "I'm Gerard"
"Happy Birthday, I'm Tuesday"
"That's such a awesome name!" The blonde haired boy said randomly, I smiled and felt myself beginning to go red in the cheeks.
"That's Brooke" I said looking over to Brooke who had already made her way over to Mikey and the drinks.
Gerard waved over to Brooke who did the same and then walked closer to me. I handed him the bottle of Vodka which he took and smiled a cute smile at me.
Damn he was cute.
"That's Bob" Gerard said gesturing over to the blonde haired guy who stood up and did a random ninja pose and then joined Brooke and Mikey who seemed to be hitting it off. "And that's Ray"
I smiled at the frizzy haired guy and shook his hand as he held it out to me.
"Hey Ray"
"Hey. So how do you know Gerard?"
"I don't... I know Mikey and Frank...kinda"
Ray laughed and turned to Frank who was laying upside down on the couch.
"You meet a cute girl and then you randomly invite her to your friends party!" Ray said laughing at Frank.
"What?! I wanted us all to make new friends!"
I laughed at him and then walked over to the drinks with Gerard. I had a few and things seemed to go down hill from there.



A/N: This chapter is a little tribute to Gerard Way. HAPPY BIRTHDAY MISTER! xD
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