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I went straight home after school, instead of taking three thousand detours. Like through the local ice cream shop, like I usually did. After all, Gerard(and the other guys, for that matter) was VERY specific when mentioning the time. God knows why, but they ALL wanted me to be there at 6:47. And by there, I mean Ray's garage. God knows why it's at Ray's, since, apparently, Bob's place is WAY bigger. Oh well, like hell I care.

So anyways, like usual, my parents weren't home when I came back from school. My brother, Nick, was probably sleeping. Or working, or out with friends. Honestly, I don't really care. As long as he doesn't come home with a broken nose. Otherwise, the people who broke his nose will lose things MUCH MORE PRECIOUS than a nose.
I threw my backpack on the recliner in the living room(which is on the left when you walk in) and went straight for my room. No way in a thousand hells was I gonna stay in that stupid uniform on a hot Friday afternoon in May! Oh hellz no. Instead, I changed into a black tank top and a pair of cut black jeans. Well, they were more like shorts, now... But whatever. Point is, I was in black. On a hot day. Who cares? I like black.
I head for the bathroom after, because I HAD to touch up my eyeliner. I just feel NAKED without it. Sounds superficial, I KNOW, but hey. Gerard has WAY more makeup in his face than I do!
I shrugged, snatched my wallet from my backpack and went out again, flipping my cellphone open. I figured I might call up Mikey to see if he'd like to go out for pizza or something.

"Hello?"
"Mikey? It's Fye..."
"Oh, uh, hi! What's wrong? You can't come?" (He gave me his number just in case, yeah?)
"Wha-No! I just figured we might go out for pizza? I'unno, I'm just bored. And I have to wait until 6:47." I sighed, and I could hear Mikey laughing at the other end.
"Tony's sound good?"
"Excellent. Be there in five minutes otherwise I'ma kick your ass." I laughed, and hung up.

Sure, it might sound like I've known him forever... But you have to understand, Mikey, even in a few hours, became like a younger brother for me. And god only knows how I've always wanted a younger brother! So cute and cuddly and stuff. YEAH, I can be that kind of a girl sometimes.
SOMETIMES.

Five minutes later, I calmly walked into the small family-owned pizza place, smirking as I saw a VERY breathless Mikey. Ha.

"Thought I'd... Run here." He explained, bending over to catch his breath. "YOU'RE late."

"...I never said I'D be here in five." I snickered, walking around and ordering two slices of pizza.

~~~~~*~

"6:47! MADE IT!" I called out, letting myself fall on the asphalt in front of the CLOSED garage door. Sure, I thought it was weird, but, whatever.

Mikey'd left at 6, god knows why, but not like I really mind. I had enough time to walk around a bit after having eaten. THEN, I stopped my the ice cream parlor. But... By the time I actually took the time to look at my watch(which was around my neck since the leather strap just fucked up on me), it was half past six, and how I knew that Ray didn't live so close to the parlor. Good thing I was on adrenaline, otherwise, I might've died along the road.

That's when I heard the guitar riffs starting up. The drums; they were already playing even though I wasn't there..? Oooooh~. They opened the garage door at the same time.
...Damn. They're all in black, too! And... Man, they were all wearing anti-bullet vests. And red ties. I guess I really DID say "What the fuck?" instead of thinking it, since Frank and Mikey started laughing their heads off. And then Gerard took a few steps forward to help me up, just as he started singing the song I'd grow addicted to for the next three years.

"Well if you wanted honesty, that's all you had to say..."

And then, some group of god-knows-how-many people just.. Flocked around the garage, all singing the lyrics along. Apparently, it wasn't the first time they'd heard My Chemical Romance...
Oh, OH, and LORD did I laugh when Ray started rocking his head back and forth! With that 'fro of his...

I have to admit, punk/rock/alternative music isn't my style, but MCR.. Got me hooked for good, I think. By the end of the song, they got me jumping and dancing. Something no one and nothing ever managed to do before. And I was almost disappointed when the song ended.
But then came song, after song, after song! And everyone kept on singing and dancing... it was like some crazy open-house or something! Actually... I think that's really what it was.

~~~~~~~*~

Party ending at something like three in the morning. Though I called up my parents to tell them I was staying at a friend's. I think my mom almost had a heart attack... But then I laughed and hung up, and kept on dancing to the band's music.
Right then, I was on the couch in the living room(at Ray's, always), still bobbing my head to the song I'm Not Okay(the first one, y'know). Damn, that one really hit me strong. Oh well... Like I said, I'd grow addicted to it.

I would've gone home in the morning, but Ray(and Bob, and Mikey, And Gerard and Frank) INSISTED that I stay. Needless to say I was a LITTLE weirded out. But hey, I didn't care. Anything to avoid walking anymore. But when Ray's parents came back, they freaked out just because they saw a GIRL with their son. But before Ray could get blasted, I kindly explained that I'd been there because I was new around and found the music... Attractive. That seemed to settle everything. I think it's from that point on when they starting saying "Just don't get any blood on the wall! It stains and never comes off."

"That REALLY didn't sound like the kick-ass bitch we saw yesterday." Bob snickered. If looks could kill in very astounding ways...

"Yeah, well, Miss Kick-ass Bitch here wants to make a good impression on HIS parents. Because I don't want them thinking I'm your whore or whatever. I barely KNOW you!"

So I stuck around for the day, and, one by one, the guys left, until it was only Mikey(Gerard left without him...), Ray and I. We talked about pretty much everything, from birth dates to stupid teachers, passing through our favorite colors.

"Sorry... I should be heading back" I shrugged after a while, after seeing how late it was getting. Having too much fun isn't kills time.

Monday, was yet the beginning of an other week of beatings, name-calling and ignoring for me. Though Gerard and Frank backed me up when I was having problems, I did the same for them when they got picked on. People just SAW me coming and ran away.
Seems like things go around fast in this school.