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Gerard awaited the call, just praying that it wasn't a "No." His hands and knees were shaking, they shook so much, he didn't even bother standing up anymore. He felt as though this one little thing would kill him if he didn't get the job. He applied at nearly every other school around, and he was denied to all but one — the one that no one even replied.
Suddenly, his phone rang. He lunged for it, pressing the Accept button. "H-hello?" he stuttered, biting his lip. Somehow, he just felt too nervous to even function properly.
"Is this Gerard Way?" the other person on the phone said, a calm demeanor easily being expressed.
"Yeah," Gerard's words became a slurred mess. He felt the bottom half of his body go weak, and he felt like he was going to fall to the ground at any given moment.
Over the phone, the other line had nothing whatsoever being uttered. There was only white noise, and it scared Gerard immensely. "Well, you've got the job, young man," Gerard let out a breath he wasn't even aware that he was holding. "You seem to be quite bright, and the best candidate," the woman's voice was high and sweet. It made Gerard chuckle as the line went dead.
"Thank God," he muttered, placing the phone back on the coffee table.
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Courtney was always known as the innocent girl. She was always known as little miss good girl. She hated it, and she couldn't express it, for fear of judgement.
She wanted to be wild, but of course, her title of innocence stopped her from doing that. She despised it more than words could ever say. All she wanted was to let loose, let everything go--carelessly fuck for no reason but to do it. She just wanted to do something crazy.
Her senior year meant a lot to her; it was a chance to do everything she'd hoped, and more.
If only she'd known what the year had in store for her.
She would get rid of the vibrator, throw out the dildos, trash the sexual tension, and above all else, she would have the back and forth that would send her spiraling.
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The warnings (such as rape, sex, ect.) are for future chapters; this is a prewritten story I wrote on Mibba, and I wanted to post it on here.
Suddenly, his phone rang. He lunged for it, pressing the Accept button. "H-hello?" he stuttered, biting his lip. Somehow, he just felt too nervous to even function properly.
"Is this Gerard Way?" the other person on the phone said, a calm demeanor easily being expressed.
"Yeah," Gerard's words became a slurred mess. He felt the bottom half of his body go weak, and he felt like he was going to fall to the ground at any given moment.
Over the phone, the other line had nothing whatsoever being uttered. There was only white noise, and it scared Gerard immensely. "Well, you've got the job, young man," Gerard let out a breath he wasn't even aware that he was holding. "You seem to be quite bright, and the best candidate," the woman's voice was high and sweet. It made Gerard chuckle as the line went dead.
"Thank God," he muttered, placing the phone back on the coffee table.
•••
Courtney was always known as the innocent girl. She was always known as little miss good girl. She hated it, and she couldn't express it, for fear of judgement.
She wanted to be wild, but of course, her title of innocence stopped her from doing that. She despised it more than words could ever say. All she wanted was to let loose, let everything go--carelessly fuck for no reason but to do it. She just wanted to do something crazy.
Her senior year meant a lot to her; it was a chance to do everything she'd hoped, and more.
If only she'd known what the year had in store for her.
She would get rid of the vibrator, throw out the dildos, trash the sexual tension, and above all else, she would have the back and forth that would send her spiraling.
•••••••
The warnings (such as rape, sex, ect.) are for future chapters; this is a prewritten story I wrote on Mibba, and I wanted to post it on here.
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