Categories > Celebrities > My Chemical Romance > I'm Not O-Fucking-Kay
Capter One
6 reviewsFrank discovers something interesting at Rock Bottom Music, but can he get it before someone or something beats him to it?
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We entered 'Rock Bottom Music.'
Not really looking for anything, just checkin it out.
I searched around for someone to talk to and spotted someone at the counter laying their head on the glass surface.
I stepped closer and noticed it was a girl.
Her black hair covered her sickly pale face.
I thought she looked a bit like Gerard.
Well what he used to look like.
Her eyes were closed the dark lashes laying on her white cheeks.
Her arms were crossed beneath her cheek and a bit of drool hung on the edge of her cherry red lips.
"Excuse me?" I asked.
She groaned and lifted her head.
"Yea?" She asked.
Her eyes were only partially open, I doubted she could even see me.
"Miss, are you Okay?" I asked.
She shook her head to wake her self up and opened her eyes wider.
"No, not really, I'm not okay, I promise." she sighed.
If she had recognized me, she may have found her pun amusing, but she didn't.
"What can I help you with?" She asked, still not recognizing me.
"Nothing in particular." I said, leaning on the counter.
I looked her over, she had a 'Finding Emo' shirt on, a pair of blue jeans she had written all over, black combat boots, a mass of bracelets on her right arm, her middle finger stuck out oddly, a pink and black fishnet glove on the other with a few thinner braclets.
She completed her outfit with a cat necklace, a MCR hoodie that said "Dead!' on it and a thin layer of eyeliner.
Her whole look said 'Fuck Off'.
She looked at me oddly.
"Do I know you?" She asked in puzzlement.
I smiled, but before I could answer Gerard called from across the store.
"Frank, come check out this guitar! It's awesome!"
I sighed." I'll be right back."
The girl nooded, apparently still not being able to place me.
She pulled out an AP magazine.
If she looked at the front cover she'd have known who I was.
I came back a few minutes later, the girl was still there.
She started coughing.
"You okay?" I asked.
She nodded and pulled her hand back.
It was covered in blood.
"Thats new." She said staring at it.
I pulled out my phone and dialed 911.
The ambulence was there a few moments later and she was taken in.
She graoned then blacked out.
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A/N: OoooOOOOOOooooohhh! Waz gonna happen? This is way better than my other fic. If u want me to continue rate and review! l8terz,~mwa~
Not really looking for anything, just checkin it out.
I searched around for someone to talk to and spotted someone at the counter laying their head on the glass surface.
I stepped closer and noticed it was a girl.
Her black hair covered her sickly pale face.
I thought she looked a bit like Gerard.
Well what he used to look like.
Her eyes were closed the dark lashes laying on her white cheeks.
Her arms were crossed beneath her cheek and a bit of drool hung on the edge of her cherry red lips.
"Excuse me?" I asked.
She groaned and lifted her head.
"Yea?" She asked.
Her eyes were only partially open, I doubted she could even see me.
"Miss, are you Okay?" I asked.
She shook her head to wake her self up and opened her eyes wider.
"No, not really, I'm not okay, I promise." she sighed.
If she had recognized me, she may have found her pun amusing, but she didn't.
"What can I help you with?" She asked, still not recognizing me.
"Nothing in particular." I said, leaning on the counter.
I looked her over, she had a 'Finding Emo' shirt on, a pair of blue jeans she had written all over, black combat boots, a mass of bracelets on her right arm, her middle finger stuck out oddly, a pink and black fishnet glove on the other with a few thinner braclets.
She completed her outfit with a cat necklace, a MCR hoodie that said "Dead!' on it and a thin layer of eyeliner.
Her whole look said 'Fuck Off'.
She looked at me oddly.
"Do I know you?" She asked in puzzlement.
I smiled, but before I could answer Gerard called from across the store.
"Frank, come check out this guitar! It's awesome!"
I sighed." I'll be right back."
The girl nooded, apparently still not being able to place me.
She pulled out an AP magazine.
If she looked at the front cover she'd have known who I was.
I came back a few minutes later, the girl was still there.
She started coughing.
"You okay?" I asked.
She nodded and pulled her hand back.
It was covered in blood.
"Thats new." She said staring at it.
I pulled out my phone and dialed 911.
The ambulence was there a few moments later and she was taken in.
She graoned then blacked out.
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A/N: OoooOOOOOOooooohhh! Waz gonna happen? This is way better than my other fic. If u want me to continue rate and review! l8terz,~mwa~
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