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Just incase anyone was wondering, A door attacked my foot and took off like so much from the tip on my big toe =[ it was tragic.
Also how you should picture the people in my story, cause the guys change their looks so much haha
frank in my story
http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3054/2726444864_793f6eb3b2.jpg
http://farm1.static.flickr.com/4/5841633_4e40dc8f63.jpg
http://images2.fanpop.com/image/articles/51000/frank-iero_51244_1.jpg?cache=1270406889
And Mikey
http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a260/forcedmovement/MWB14.jpg
http://cdn.buzznet.com/assets/users15/shardsoflove148/default/gerard-and-mikey-way-old-pic--feat-msg-117192853951.jpg
http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a260/forcedmovement/MWB1.jpg
And Gerard
http://images2.layoutsparks.com/1/47057/gerard-way-smart-guy.jpg
http://cdn.buzznet.com/assets/users16/bloodyxsuicidex/default/gerard-way--large-msg-127060051215.jpg
http://www.neogrognard.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/08/gerardway_l.jpg
Ray (although ray never really has changed through the years...)
http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MYwb_EnP4Dg/SKYt2_On62I/AAAAAAAAAAc/2AB5e00bJUA/s320/Ray_toro.jpg
http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-thing?.out=jpg&size=l&tid=1247307
Bert
http://www.fanpix.net/picture-gallery/bert-mccracken-picture-12050892.htm
http://dl3.glitter-graphics.net/pub/533/533813a0orhlcvg3.jpg
http://i2.listal.com/image/344233/500full.jpg
http://www.chemicalromance.blogger.com.br/gerard_way_bert_the_used.jpg
Jepha Howard
http://img1.liveinternet.ru/images/attach/c/1//49/392/49392762_1254478507_Jeph_Howard.jpg
http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/4/1/5/7/7/5/1/orig-4157751.jpg
and Rae (Narrator)
http://nuerue.deviantart.com/#/d3f2bki
http://nuerue.deviantart.com/#/d3f2byr
Rae’s tattoo
http://braceletstar.com/images/friendship_bracelets_5_MED.jpg
anyway, onto what you came here for!
I could not stop shivering. I tried to convince myself that I was not this cold but my whole body was shaking.
“I don’t know why I had to be sprayed down too! I was perfectly clean.” Frank complained through shivers.
“Guilty by association.” Ray said without any guilt in his voice.
“Bullshit reason.” Frank concluded and scooted over to cuddle with Peggy who was glaring out the window. “Warm me.” Frankie said cutely and Peggy put an arm around him as an answer.
“Oh stop all your complaining, we’re home, you can all change and go on your marry way.” Ray said and parked in front of my house. We all ran out of the car in desperation for warmth. Me and Frank stripped as quickly as possible and redressed. I looked over to Frankie.
“....Those are my pants.” I said pointing to the gray skinny jeans.
“They make my ass look nice.” He said and pulled a long sleeve shirt on. I rolled my eyes walking around in my undies looking for a new pair of pants.
“How about these?” He asked holding a pair of plain sweatpants. I shrugged and pulled them on. “And this!” He said holding up a terribly ripped tight shirt.
“Not very warm.” I said and continued to look.
“Smashing pumpkins?” He asked holding up the band tee. I agreed and put a hoodie over it.
“Tattoo time.” He said and grabbed my arm pulling me out the door once I grabbed a jacket.
We started on the long walk and Frank lit a cigarette. He handed it to me then lit his own.
“So he talked to me.” I said staring at my shoes.
“What’d he say?” Frank got way too excited.
“He was perfect Frankie, I couldn’t stop staring and then i knocked my whole locker on the ground. He started helping me and he commented on how I was talking to myself, then He remembered I attacked him and I ran away.” I told him and heard him laugh.
“How very social of you.” He said and giggled.
“His voice was so cute. Deeper then I expected.” I said ignoring Frank.
“Well let’s hope he talks to you again, we’ll practice talking. Pretend I’m him.” Frank stopped and turned to me. Was he serious? “Hey there stranger, I’m Shawn. What’s your name?” He was.
“Frank I’m not doing this.” I looked around embarrassed.
“Come on, you need to actually talk to him. Just give it a try.” He begged and started again. “I noticed you staring at me, Whats your name?”
I turned red but I decided to try. “I’m Rachel. Sorry about the staring, I space out sometimes.”
Frankie smiled that I was going along with it.
“Rachel, I like that, you wanna fuck sometime?”
“Nope, I’m done, not doing this.” I threw my hands in the air and continued walking. Frankie was giggling.
“You have to be prepared for anything Rae, You don’t know what this guy might say.” He tried to explain.
“I doubt he would say that.” I mumbled. Frank shrugged and looped his arm through mine.
“Just don’t run next time.” I nodded and took a drag from my cigarette. we walked in comfortable silence before Frankie talked again “If you could have a super power what would it be?”
I had to think about it. Flying would be nice but I could imagine bugs would splatter on your face and that seems gross. Being invisible could be fun but easily spoiled if like flower was pored on you, morphing would be cool though.
“I’d want Mystique’s power.” (A/N X-men if yous guys don’t know) I decided. “Be anyone you want, whenever you want, it has to be cool, what about you?”
“I would want the power of persuasion.” He said happily.
“What for? you do whatever you want anyways.”
“Yeah but I wouldn’t get in trouble for what I do though.” He said happily, I laughed.
“You never get in trouble. You’re too cute to be punished.”
“I got punished today, detention remember?” I had forgotten. We had detention today.
“Do I still have to go to detention if I’m suspended?” I asked and Frank shrugged.
“You should go anyway to keep me company.” I agreed and looked up to see Wicked Ink.
“Yay!” Frank got really hyper again and ran in. I walked in at a normal person’s pace.
“Hey Rae.” The tattooist called.
“Hey Jepha. Hows business today?” I sat on the comfy couch.
“Pretty boring today. I had to tattoo a hello kitty on a 60 year old women though. That was interesting.” He said and tried to get Frank to sit still in the chair. “What do you want today?” He asked.
“A scorpion, riiiight here.” Frank pointed to the side of his neck.
“I’m going to have to teach you how to tattoo cause you’re never gonna get a job with that.” Jepha warned.
“I don’t need a job, I’m going to be in a famous rock band.” Frank said casually.
“Right, how’d I forget. How is Pencey?” Jepha asked getting his stuff ready.
“Good, we got a bunch of new shit, you should come to a practice.”
“Did you talk to your boss about this tattoo?” Jepha asked before he started “I don’t want you regretting this.”
“Jeph, I work in the back of a head shop. They don’t care, gimmie my scorpion!” He said anxious. Jepha shrugged and got started, I leaned back in my chair and closed my eyes, the sound of the gun was luring me into a nap on the comfy couch. I was surprised when Frank jumped on my lap waking me up.
“Look!” He shouted. I looked at his neck and smiled. His dad was going to murder him.
“It looks great! Good job Jepha.” I said
“Frank I gotta bandage it, get back here.” Frank jumped off my lap and over the the man. I stood up and stretched.
“Rae is next!” Frank shouted. Jeph looked at me surprised.
“You’re finally going to let me drawl on you?” He asked excited. I nodded a little unsure of myself. But I knew I wanted to.
Frank led me to the seat as if it were a throne. I laughed and sat down nervously.
“What can I do for you?” Jepha asked enthused.
“I want a rainbow bracelet for bow.” I said and reached out my right arm. Jepha smiled sadly.
“What kind of bracelet? A cloth one, a hemp one, a beaded one?” He asked and got out a bunch of colored ink and supplied.
“Hemp, like a homemade bracelet.” I said getting more excited about this. I felt the cold of a alcohol wipe going over my skin. Frank held my left hand to help calm me. I closed my eyes, the second I felt the pen on my skin I yelped. Jepha laughed.
“Relax Rachel, I’m just using a regular pen. I need to sketch it before I do it.” He said, I opened my eyes to see a plain blue pen in his hand.
“Oh, right.” I felt stupid, I would of heard the gun. I needed to calm down. Frank lit a cigarette and pressed it to my lips. I inhaled and felt my nerves relax a little.
Jepha was concentrating on his art while I was concentrating on anything but the gun laying on the table next to him.
“Okay, tell me what you think.” I held my wrist up and looked at the carefully drawn bracelet around my wrist. It didn’t look nearly as real as I wanted it to. And I think Jepha saw that.
“It’ll look real once I put shading in and colors. This is just a base.” He explained, I had to trust him, I knew he was good at what he does. I nodded and I heard him turn the gun on. I tightened my grip on Franks hand and clamped my eyes closed again. I felt a painful scratch on my arm. As if someone was taking a toothbrush and scraping my skin roughly with it. Not nearly as bad as I thought it would be though. I still refused to open my eyes, but I loosened up my death grip on Frank. It felt like forever I was in this chair while Jepha changed colors and concentrated. I opened my eyes to look at Frank. He looked like a proud father watching his son ride a bike for the first time. His eyes moved away from the tattoo to my face and he smile’d his adorable Frankie smile. It was contagious. I smiled back and slowly turned my head to look at it but Frank grabbed my face gently and guided it back up to his.
“Don’t ruin it.” He said, I wasn’t sure if he meant don’t ruin the surprise of me seeing it or that if I saw it being done to me I would freak out and mess Jepha up. Either way I didn’t look down again. My neck started hurting after a while and right before I was about to complain the gun turned off. My eyes widened.
“All done.” Jepha said and leaned back and cracked his knuckles. I looked at frank for permission to look and he nodded. I looked down at my wrist and was delighted. It was perfect. The details were just right, there was even a shadow as if the bracelet was causing it. It was exactly what I wanted. I went to hug jepha but he held out a bandage instead. I sighed and took another look at it before letting him cover it up with it. Then he let me hug him.
“I love it. So much.” I said excited. “How much?” I asked reaching for my wallet. Jepha shook his head.
“I told you I would pay for your first tattoo, and I meant it.” He said and I hugged him again.
“You, however owe me 120.” He said to Frank who sighed and pulled the cash out of his pocket. Jepha smiled and took it. “You guys going to Bert’s party?” He asked counting the money.
“Bert’s party?” I asked confused.
“Yeah he said he was gonna tell you today at lunch.” Jepha looked up at us.
“Oh, well I started a food fight at lunch with Peggy so I don’t think he had the chance.” Jepha’s eyes sparkled.
“Peggy. When does she turn 18 again?” He asked with a bad look.
“Never, you pedophile!” I said and smacked his shoulder. He chuckled a little.
“Well the party is tomorrow night. At 8. Lot of fun, lots of drugs, lots of booze.” He said and added “Bring Peggy.” with a wink. I rolled my eyes.
“Right, can I bring Ray?” I asked starting to walk away,
“Only if you bring Peggy.” He yelled at me as I walked through the door into the cold.
“You going to bring Peggy?” Frank asked nervously.
“Yeah why not.” I shrugged knowing Jepha wouldn’t do anything if Ray was there.
“Alright, if you trust him.” He said with a chuckle. I kept trying to look at my wrist only to see the bandage.
“When can I take this off?” I asked Frank.
“Wait around two to three hours. You don’t want germs growing in there and being nasty.” He said and I sighed. I wanted to look at it again. “Hey at least your’s is covered by a jacket. I look like an idiot with this around my neck.” He said touching the bandage.
“That’s true, you do look pretty dumb” Frank pushed me a little and pouted. “A cute dumb though” I said and laughed as he pushed me again.
Also how you should picture the people in my story, cause the guys change their looks so much haha
frank in my story
http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3054/2726444864_793f6eb3b2.jpg
http://farm1.static.flickr.com/4/5841633_4e40dc8f63.jpg
http://images2.fanpop.com/image/articles/51000/frank-iero_51244_1.jpg?cache=1270406889
And Mikey
http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a260/forcedmovement/MWB14.jpg
http://cdn.buzznet.com/assets/users15/shardsoflove148/default/gerard-and-mikey-way-old-pic--feat-msg-117192853951.jpg
http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a260/forcedmovement/MWB1.jpg
And Gerard
http://images2.layoutsparks.com/1/47057/gerard-way-smart-guy.jpg
http://cdn.buzznet.com/assets/users16/bloodyxsuicidex/default/gerard-way--large-msg-127060051215.jpg
http://www.neogrognard.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/08/gerardway_l.jpg
Ray (although ray never really has changed through the years...)
http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MYwb_EnP4Dg/SKYt2_On62I/AAAAAAAAAAc/2AB5e00bJUA/s320/Ray_toro.jpg
http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-thing?.out=jpg&size=l&tid=1247307
Bert
http://www.fanpix.net/picture-gallery/bert-mccracken-picture-12050892.htm
http://dl3.glitter-graphics.net/pub/533/533813a0orhlcvg3.jpg
http://i2.listal.com/image/344233/500full.jpg
http://www.chemicalromance.blogger.com.br/gerard_way_bert_the_used.jpg
Jepha Howard
http://img1.liveinternet.ru/images/attach/c/1//49/392/49392762_1254478507_Jeph_Howard.jpg
http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/4/1/5/7/7/5/1/orig-4157751.jpg
and Rae (Narrator)
http://nuerue.deviantart.com/#/d3f2bki
http://nuerue.deviantart.com/#/d3f2byr
Rae’s tattoo
http://braceletstar.com/images/friendship_bracelets_5_MED.jpg
anyway, onto what you came here for!
I could not stop shivering. I tried to convince myself that I was not this cold but my whole body was shaking.
“I don’t know why I had to be sprayed down too! I was perfectly clean.” Frank complained through shivers.
“Guilty by association.” Ray said without any guilt in his voice.
“Bullshit reason.” Frank concluded and scooted over to cuddle with Peggy who was glaring out the window. “Warm me.” Frankie said cutely and Peggy put an arm around him as an answer.
“Oh stop all your complaining, we’re home, you can all change and go on your marry way.” Ray said and parked in front of my house. We all ran out of the car in desperation for warmth. Me and Frank stripped as quickly as possible and redressed. I looked over to Frankie.
“....Those are my pants.” I said pointing to the gray skinny jeans.
“They make my ass look nice.” He said and pulled a long sleeve shirt on. I rolled my eyes walking around in my undies looking for a new pair of pants.
“How about these?” He asked holding a pair of plain sweatpants. I shrugged and pulled them on. “And this!” He said holding up a terribly ripped tight shirt.
“Not very warm.” I said and continued to look.
“Smashing pumpkins?” He asked holding up the band tee. I agreed and put a hoodie over it.
“Tattoo time.” He said and grabbed my arm pulling me out the door once I grabbed a jacket.
We started on the long walk and Frank lit a cigarette. He handed it to me then lit his own.
“So he talked to me.” I said staring at my shoes.
“What’d he say?” Frank got way too excited.
“He was perfect Frankie, I couldn’t stop staring and then i knocked my whole locker on the ground. He started helping me and he commented on how I was talking to myself, then He remembered I attacked him and I ran away.” I told him and heard him laugh.
“How very social of you.” He said and giggled.
“His voice was so cute. Deeper then I expected.” I said ignoring Frank.
“Well let’s hope he talks to you again, we’ll practice talking. Pretend I’m him.” Frank stopped and turned to me. Was he serious? “Hey there stranger, I’m Shawn. What’s your name?” He was.
“Frank I’m not doing this.” I looked around embarrassed.
“Come on, you need to actually talk to him. Just give it a try.” He begged and started again. “I noticed you staring at me, Whats your name?”
I turned red but I decided to try. “I’m Rachel. Sorry about the staring, I space out sometimes.”
Frankie smiled that I was going along with it.
“Rachel, I like that, you wanna fuck sometime?”
“Nope, I’m done, not doing this.” I threw my hands in the air and continued walking. Frankie was giggling.
“You have to be prepared for anything Rae, You don’t know what this guy might say.” He tried to explain.
“I doubt he would say that.” I mumbled. Frank shrugged and looped his arm through mine.
“Just don’t run next time.” I nodded and took a drag from my cigarette. we walked in comfortable silence before Frankie talked again “If you could have a super power what would it be?”
I had to think about it. Flying would be nice but I could imagine bugs would splatter on your face and that seems gross. Being invisible could be fun but easily spoiled if like flower was pored on you, morphing would be cool though.
“I’d want Mystique’s power.” (A/N X-men if yous guys don’t know) I decided. “Be anyone you want, whenever you want, it has to be cool, what about you?”
“I would want the power of persuasion.” He said happily.
“What for? you do whatever you want anyways.”
“Yeah but I wouldn’t get in trouble for what I do though.” He said happily, I laughed.
“You never get in trouble. You’re too cute to be punished.”
“I got punished today, detention remember?” I had forgotten. We had detention today.
“Do I still have to go to detention if I’m suspended?” I asked and Frank shrugged.
“You should go anyway to keep me company.” I agreed and looked up to see Wicked Ink.
“Yay!” Frank got really hyper again and ran in. I walked in at a normal person’s pace.
“Hey Rae.” The tattooist called.
“Hey Jepha. Hows business today?” I sat on the comfy couch.
“Pretty boring today. I had to tattoo a hello kitty on a 60 year old women though. That was interesting.” He said and tried to get Frank to sit still in the chair. “What do you want today?” He asked.
“A scorpion, riiiight here.” Frank pointed to the side of his neck.
“I’m going to have to teach you how to tattoo cause you’re never gonna get a job with that.” Jepha warned.
“I don’t need a job, I’m going to be in a famous rock band.” Frank said casually.
“Right, how’d I forget. How is Pencey?” Jepha asked getting his stuff ready.
“Good, we got a bunch of new shit, you should come to a practice.”
“Did you talk to your boss about this tattoo?” Jepha asked before he started “I don’t want you regretting this.”
“Jeph, I work in the back of a head shop. They don’t care, gimmie my scorpion!” He said anxious. Jepha shrugged and got started, I leaned back in my chair and closed my eyes, the sound of the gun was luring me into a nap on the comfy couch. I was surprised when Frank jumped on my lap waking me up.
“Look!” He shouted. I looked at his neck and smiled. His dad was going to murder him.
“It looks great! Good job Jepha.” I said
“Frank I gotta bandage it, get back here.” Frank jumped off my lap and over the the man. I stood up and stretched.
“Rae is next!” Frank shouted. Jeph looked at me surprised.
“You’re finally going to let me drawl on you?” He asked excited. I nodded a little unsure of myself. But I knew I wanted to.
Frank led me to the seat as if it were a throne. I laughed and sat down nervously.
“What can I do for you?” Jepha asked enthused.
“I want a rainbow bracelet for bow.” I said and reached out my right arm. Jepha smiled sadly.
“What kind of bracelet? A cloth one, a hemp one, a beaded one?” He asked and got out a bunch of colored ink and supplied.
“Hemp, like a homemade bracelet.” I said getting more excited about this. I felt the cold of a alcohol wipe going over my skin. Frank held my left hand to help calm me. I closed my eyes, the second I felt the pen on my skin I yelped. Jepha laughed.
“Relax Rachel, I’m just using a regular pen. I need to sketch it before I do it.” He said, I opened my eyes to see a plain blue pen in his hand.
“Oh, right.” I felt stupid, I would of heard the gun. I needed to calm down. Frank lit a cigarette and pressed it to my lips. I inhaled and felt my nerves relax a little.
Jepha was concentrating on his art while I was concentrating on anything but the gun laying on the table next to him.
“Okay, tell me what you think.” I held my wrist up and looked at the carefully drawn bracelet around my wrist. It didn’t look nearly as real as I wanted it to. And I think Jepha saw that.
“It’ll look real once I put shading in and colors. This is just a base.” He explained, I had to trust him, I knew he was good at what he does. I nodded and I heard him turn the gun on. I tightened my grip on Franks hand and clamped my eyes closed again. I felt a painful scratch on my arm. As if someone was taking a toothbrush and scraping my skin roughly with it. Not nearly as bad as I thought it would be though. I still refused to open my eyes, but I loosened up my death grip on Frank. It felt like forever I was in this chair while Jepha changed colors and concentrated. I opened my eyes to look at Frank. He looked like a proud father watching his son ride a bike for the first time. His eyes moved away from the tattoo to my face and he smile’d his adorable Frankie smile. It was contagious. I smiled back and slowly turned my head to look at it but Frank grabbed my face gently and guided it back up to his.
“Don’t ruin it.” He said, I wasn’t sure if he meant don’t ruin the surprise of me seeing it or that if I saw it being done to me I would freak out and mess Jepha up. Either way I didn’t look down again. My neck started hurting after a while and right before I was about to complain the gun turned off. My eyes widened.
“All done.” Jepha said and leaned back and cracked his knuckles. I looked at frank for permission to look and he nodded. I looked down at my wrist and was delighted. It was perfect. The details were just right, there was even a shadow as if the bracelet was causing it. It was exactly what I wanted. I went to hug jepha but he held out a bandage instead. I sighed and took another look at it before letting him cover it up with it. Then he let me hug him.
“I love it. So much.” I said excited. “How much?” I asked reaching for my wallet. Jepha shook his head.
“I told you I would pay for your first tattoo, and I meant it.” He said and I hugged him again.
“You, however owe me 120.” He said to Frank who sighed and pulled the cash out of his pocket. Jepha smiled and took it. “You guys going to Bert’s party?” He asked counting the money.
“Bert’s party?” I asked confused.
“Yeah he said he was gonna tell you today at lunch.” Jepha looked up at us.
“Oh, well I started a food fight at lunch with Peggy so I don’t think he had the chance.” Jepha’s eyes sparkled.
“Peggy. When does she turn 18 again?” He asked with a bad look.
“Never, you pedophile!” I said and smacked his shoulder. He chuckled a little.
“Well the party is tomorrow night. At 8. Lot of fun, lots of drugs, lots of booze.” He said and added “Bring Peggy.” with a wink. I rolled my eyes.
“Right, can I bring Ray?” I asked starting to walk away,
“Only if you bring Peggy.” He yelled at me as I walked through the door into the cold.
“You going to bring Peggy?” Frank asked nervously.
“Yeah why not.” I shrugged knowing Jepha wouldn’t do anything if Ray was there.
“Alright, if you trust him.” He said with a chuckle. I kept trying to look at my wrist only to see the bandage.
“When can I take this off?” I asked Frank.
“Wait around two to three hours. You don’t want germs growing in there and being nasty.” He said and I sighed. I wanted to look at it again. “Hey at least your’s is covered by a jacket. I look like an idiot with this around my neck.” He said touching the bandage.
“That’s true, you do look pretty dumb” Frank pushed me a little and pouted. “A cute dumb though” I said and laughed as he pushed me again.
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