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Devin's P.O.V.
Three weeks from December 25th
"So guys, Chrismas eve at the Way house again this year? We got Three new members to welcome!" Ray laughed, jumping over the couch.
"No Ray we're going to break our 10 year tradition." Gerard said sarcastically, rolling his eyes. "Is there anything in that fro or just empty?"
"It is full of shit and dead unicorns Gee, I thought you knew this. That's why there are non around anymore." Frank said sweetly looking up at him.
"You bastard!" Mikey yelled, pointing at Ray. "You killed the unicorns! How would you do such a thing?!"
Ray shruged. "I need the blood. I was about to die the other night."
"THEN YOU SHALL LEAD A BAD LIFE! A CURSED LIFE!" Emmy yelled.
"DAMNIT!" I yell. "Fuck I knew I shouldn't have let you talk me into it!"
"Sorry, But I am enjoying your $50 that you paid for it." Ray informs me.
"$50?! You said I had to pay 75!" Aj yelled. "God Ray you are such a bad dealer!"
"ENOUGH HARRY POTTER DRUG TALK!" Bob screamed.
"Your right. I wanna talk about chrismas!" Frank giggled. "I know what I'm getting you guys already!" He looks up at Gerard. "You have an extra special one."
"Aw how sweet." I say with a smile. "Just do give it to him in front of us?"
"Wasn't planing to."
"Good. So what do you guys do on Chrismas anyway?" I ask, thinking about my past Chrimases. This one just has to be better.
"We drink."
"We give gifts."
"We drink."
"We eat candy."
"We drink."
"Bob shut up!"
"Fine! We also sing carols badly. Well not Gerard. The dude can sing."
I look to Gerard. He shrugs. "I can sing, big whoop."
"Bebe sing for then!" Frank said hitting Gerard's chest.
"Do I have to?" He whines.
"YES!" Emmy, Aj, and I yell at once. We all look at eachother and giggle. "That's freaky." We say together.
"Anyway! Sing Gee!" Mikey begs.
Gerard sighs. "Fine." Gerard stands up and clears his throat. "When I was,
A young boy,
My father, took me into the city
To see a marching band
He said, "Son when you grow up, will you be the saviour of the broken, the beaten and the damned?"
He said, "Will you defeat them, your demons, and all the non-believers, the plans that they have made? Because one day, I'll leave you, a phantom, to lead you in the summer, to join the black parade."
When I was,
A young boy
My father, took me into the city
To see a marching band
He said, "Son when you grow up, will you be the saviour of the broken, the beaten and the damned?"
Sometimes I get the feeling, she's watching over me
And other times I feel like I should go
And through it all, the rise and fall
The bodies in the street
And when you're gone we want you all to know
We'll carry on, We'll carry on
And though you're dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
We'll carry on
Until my heart I can't contain it
The anthem won't explain it
A world that sends you reeling from decimated dreams
You're misery and hate will kill us all
So paint it black and take it back
Lets shout it loud and clear
Defiant to the end we hear the call
To carry on
We'll carry on,
And though your dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
We'll carry on
And though your broken and defeated
Your weary widow marches on
And on we carry through the fears
Oh oh oh
The disappointed faces of your peers
Oh oh oh
Take a look at me 'cause I could not care at all
Do or die
You’ll never make me
Because the world will never take my heart
Go and try; you’ll never break me
We want it all, we want to play this part
I won’t explain, or say I’m sorry
I’m unashamed, I’m gonna show my scar
Give a cheer, for all the broken
Listen here, because it’s who we are
I'm just a man; I'm not a hero
Just a boy, whose meant to sing this song
I'm just a man; I'm not a hero
I
Don't
Care
We'll carry on
We'll carry on
And though you're dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
We'll carry on
And though your broken and defeated
Your weary widow marches on
Do or die
You’ll never make me
Because the world will never take my heart
Go and try; you’ll never break me
We want it all, we want to play this part
I won’t explain, or say I’m sorry
I’m unashamed, I’m gonna show my scar
Give a cheer, for all the broken
Listen here, because it’s who we are
I'm just a man; I'm not a hero
Just a boy, who had to sing this song
I'm just a man; I'm not a hero
We'll carry on
We'll carry on
We'll carry on
We'll carry on
We'll carry on"
My eye's bugged and my jaw droped. "OH MY GOD!" The three of us said together yet again. We really need to stop that.
"Gee Gee that was amazing!" Emmy yelled.
Aj stood up and started to clap for him.
"Shit I can't go that high and I'm a fucken chick!" I whine. Damn that was a high C!
"Should I be complemented?"
"Very much so."
"Okay then."
I was about to say something else, then I get tapped on the shoulder.I turn to Mikey. "Yes?"
"Get up, I wanna show you something." He says. So I hop off his lap. Once he was up, he took my hand and pulled me upstairs. We stop at his room momentarily before he pushes open the door and flings it open.
He tells me to sit on the bed and wait as he goes into his closet. In less than a minute, Mikey was back with a case. He unlocked and opend the red case and took out a white bass with a black splotch in the center.
"Ah! Your bass! Play something! Please!" I beg. "I want to hear you play so badly!"
He smiles at me, eyes twinkling, and nods. He looks down at the strings, taking a pick from his case, and starts with the first cord. After a few notes, I knew exactly what he was playing.
"Once upon a December? From Anastasia?" I ask, gazing at him. He smiles. "It's my favortie."
"I know."
"How?"
"I just had a feeling."
---
WELL AWWWWW! Aren't they cute? I actually love that movie and song O.o ANYWAY! Hey Tomgirl567, I could always get you knocked up >.> you never know:D thanks for the idea by the way:) Just incase I need something new... Okay so I just found out that Mikey is married and I wanted to cry! :P I also found out his birthday is TWO DAYS before mine: 3 suck it bitches! REVIEW! THANK YOU! LOVE YOU ALL! ~JS~!
Three weeks from December 25th
"So guys, Chrismas eve at the Way house again this year? We got Three new members to welcome!" Ray laughed, jumping over the couch.
"No Ray we're going to break our 10 year tradition." Gerard said sarcastically, rolling his eyes. "Is there anything in that fro or just empty?"
"It is full of shit and dead unicorns Gee, I thought you knew this. That's why there are non around anymore." Frank said sweetly looking up at him.
"You bastard!" Mikey yelled, pointing at Ray. "You killed the unicorns! How would you do such a thing?!"
Ray shruged. "I need the blood. I was about to die the other night."
"THEN YOU SHALL LEAD A BAD LIFE! A CURSED LIFE!" Emmy yelled.
"DAMNIT!" I yell. "Fuck I knew I shouldn't have let you talk me into it!"
"Sorry, But I am enjoying your $50 that you paid for it." Ray informs me.
"$50?! You said I had to pay 75!" Aj yelled. "God Ray you are such a bad dealer!"
"ENOUGH HARRY POTTER DRUG TALK!" Bob screamed.
"Your right. I wanna talk about chrismas!" Frank giggled. "I know what I'm getting you guys already!" He looks up at Gerard. "You have an extra special one."
"Aw how sweet." I say with a smile. "Just do give it to him in front of us?"
"Wasn't planing to."
"Good. So what do you guys do on Chrismas anyway?" I ask, thinking about my past Chrimases. This one just has to be better.
"We drink."
"We give gifts."
"We drink."
"We eat candy."
"We drink."
"Bob shut up!"
"Fine! We also sing carols badly. Well not Gerard. The dude can sing."
I look to Gerard. He shrugs. "I can sing, big whoop."
"Bebe sing for then!" Frank said hitting Gerard's chest.
"Do I have to?" He whines.
"YES!" Emmy, Aj, and I yell at once. We all look at eachother and giggle. "That's freaky." We say together.
"Anyway! Sing Gee!" Mikey begs.
Gerard sighs. "Fine." Gerard stands up and clears his throat. "When I was,
A young boy,
My father, took me into the city
To see a marching band
He said, "Son when you grow up, will you be the saviour of the broken, the beaten and the damned?"
He said, "Will you defeat them, your demons, and all the non-believers, the plans that they have made? Because one day, I'll leave you, a phantom, to lead you in the summer, to join the black parade."
When I was,
A young boy
My father, took me into the city
To see a marching band
He said, "Son when you grow up, will you be the saviour of the broken, the beaten and the damned?"
Sometimes I get the feeling, she's watching over me
And other times I feel like I should go
And through it all, the rise and fall
The bodies in the street
And when you're gone we want you all to know
We'll carry on, We'll carry on
And though you're dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
We'll carry on
Until my heart I can't contain it
The anthem won't explain it
A world that sends you reeling from decimated dreams
You're misery and hate will kill us all
So paint it black and take it back
Lets shout it loud and clear
Defiant to the end we hear the call
To carry on
We'll carry on,
And though your dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
We'll carry on
And though your broken and defeated
Your weary widow marches on
And on we carry through the fears
Oh oh oh
The disappointed faces of your peers
Oh oh oh
Take a look at me 'cause I could not care at all
Do or die
You’ll never make me
Because the world will never take my heart
Go and try; you’ll never break me
We want it all, we want to play this part
I won’t explain, or say I’m sorry
I’m unashamed, I’m gonna show my scar
Give a cheer, for all the broken
Listen here, because it’s who we are
I'm just a man; I'm not a hero
Just a boy, whose meant to sing this song
I'm just a man; I'm not a hero
I
Don't
Care
We'll carry on
We'll carry on
And though you're dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
We'll carry on
And though your broken and defeated
Your weary widow marches on
Do or die
You’ll never make me
Because the world will never take my heart
Go and try; you’ll never break me
We want it all, we want to play this part
I won’t explain, or say I’m sorry
I’m unashamed, I’m gonna show my scar
Give a cheer, for all the broken
Listen here, because it’s who we are
I'm just a man; I'm not a hero
Just a boy, who had to sing this song
I'm just a man; I'm not a hero
We'll carry on
We'll carry on
We'll carry on
We'll carry on
We'll carry on"
My eye's bugged and my jaw droped. "OH MY GOD!" The three of us said together yet again. We really need to stop that.
"Gee Gee that was amazing!" Emmy yelled.
Aj stood up and started to clap for him.
"Shit I can't go that high and I'm a fucken chick!" I whine. Damn that was a high C!
"Should I be complemented?"
"Very much so."
"Okay then."
I was about to say something else, then I get tapped on the shoulder.I turn to Mikey. "Yes?"
"Get up, I wanna show you something." He says. So I hop off his lap. Once he was up, he took my hand and pulled me upstairs. We stop at his room momentarily before he pushes open the door and flings it open.
He tells me to sit on the bed and wait as he goes into his closet. In less than a minute, Mikey was back with a case. He unlocked and opend the red case and took out a white bass with a black splotch in the center.
"Ah! Your bass! Play something! Please!" I beg. "I want to hear you play so badly!"
He smiles at me, eyes twinkling, and nods. He looks down at the strings, taking a pick from his case, and starts with the first cord. After a few notes, I knew exactly what he was playing.
"Once upon a December? From Anastasia?" I ask, gazing at him. He smiles. "It's my favortie."
"I know."
"How?"
"I just had a feeling."
---
WELL AWWWWW! Aren't they cute? I actually love that movie and song O.o ANYWAY! Hey Tomgirl567, I could always get you knocked up >.> you never know:D thanks for the idea by the way:) Just incase I need something new... Okay so I just found out that Mikey is married and I wanted to cry! :P I also found out his birthday is TWO DAYS before mine: 3 suck it bitches! REVIEW! THANK YOU! LOVE YOU ALL! ~JS~!
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