Categories > Celebrities > The Used > Finding Me, and all the bumps along the way
It was the last day of the summer holidays and I was really not looking forward to going back. Not only because I despise my group, but because it’s the ‘year that counts to the rest of your life.’ Not like staying popular isn’t hard enough.
I awoke to that fucking alarm clock that has pissed me off my whole life. How dare it awake me from my own little world, only to be slapped in the face by what they call reality? Today I decided I wasn’t going anywhere, fuck the world. I not even going to get out of bed. Today will be my depressed day were I staying in my Pjs and eat junk food in my bed, watching movie marathons. I think star wars today.
I wasted most of the day in bed, the valium I took earlier and really mellowed me out so there was not much more I could do, but at about 3 in the afternoon, mum came barging into my room, demanding that I had a shower and went shopping with her to get all my school shit, not that I ever use it, it just keeps her at rest, knowing that I had everything I needed so I cant blame her when I fail. Not IF I fail, WHEN I fail. I’m defiantly not an academic person, or a sporty one at that. I was into performing arts. Even though it was considered cool, my group let it slide. Although I was the leader, I was the second highest. Everyone was scared of me, and if the boys couldn’t have Lyn-z then they would want me, not that I ever wanted any of them, but it was compulsory to have a boyfriend for me and Lyn-z.
By the time mum had brought me everything imaginable for school, it was about 5:30, and so we decided to get take away for dinner. It was only the two of us; mum and I. Had been for a couple of years now. There used to be four of us, and we were seriously like the Brady bunch. We were all really close, especially my brother, Scott, and I, he was older than me and I could always trust him to be there for me. We did everything together, and loved all the same things. One year I brought him tickets for our favourite band, the misfits, who were in town on a tour, for his birthday. On the way back home after the concert we were both really pumped up and hypo, talking about our favourite parts of the concert. While Scott was imitating the lead singer, he lost control of the car and we drove into the oncoming traffic, colliding with a semi-trailer. The next thing I remember was waking up in hospital with a broken leg and ribs. I didn’t remember anything, everyone was fussing over me, and I was getting annoyed, everything I asked about Scott they would change the subject by asking me questions about how I felt, after about the sixth time I asked without a response, I snapped and started yelling at everyone. Asking where the fuck Scott was. The looks on their faces and the deafening silence that followed made me realised he was gone. For about two weeks I wouldn’t leave my room, my best friend was gone, the only person that really knew me. And not the act I put on in front of everyone else. And he loved me for it. Well after Scott died and the deep depression I had been dragged into, he said that after loosing one child he was going to sit around and watch his other one slowly die as well. So he packed up and left without saying a word of a goodbye to me. So ever since then it had been just the two of us, and we have never been so close, I act like myself around her and we tell each other everything.
We chose to eat in the sushi shop tonight, instead of getting take away. We walked up to the counter and I automatically recognised the boy behind the counter. He was one of the freaks, the out-casts the school. They always seemed interesting and fun to me, but if I even vocalised my interest I would be murdered. He was about my hight, short black hair, a cute smile, skinny build and the most intense brown eyes. I couldn’t stop looking at him, as he stared back. I was a bit taken back when he flashed that smile at me, but I soon found myself wondering over to him and returning the smile.
“What can I get you Megan?” he said with a smirk
“Um, well can I get two rolls of plain salmon with only a little bit of wasabi. And my mum will get to chicken with the same, Frank is it?” I replied shyly
“Yeah, I can’t believe you know my name.” He laughed, eyes shining more than usual
“Um why wouldn’t I? You are in my grade.” I laughed back.
“Yeah but you’ve never looked at me, let alone talked to me.” He said getting serious
“Oh really, I’m sorry, it’s not intentional. You know what my groups like.” I said rolling my eyes at the thought of them.
“You don’t like you’re group?” he said in confusion.
“Do you?” I laughed
“Um no but that’s cause they fucking hate me.” He laughed back
“Frank! Watch your language, how many times do I have to say it?” his manager yelled from out back.
“Sorry DAD!” Frank yelled back
“Oh you’re dad owns this joint?” I asked in amazement.
“Um yeah why?” he said blushing a bit.
“I fucking love this place, the sushi is the best here.” I laughed at his redness
“Oh thanks.” He said flashing that smile again. “So why do you hang out with the plastics if you don’t like them?” he said getting serious again
“Because its either them or myself.” I said thinking it was obvious
“You can always come and sit with me. That’s if you want.” He said shyly going slightly red again
“Oh really?” I asked surprised
“For sure, are you serious? You’ll be a nice change from all those ugly guys I sit with. Oh well there are girls but they’re taken.” He laughed
“Oh but Frank, aren’t you. Um. Well I heard you were. Well. Gay!” I whispered the last word
He just stood there laughing hysterically laughing at me, like it was the funniest thing he had ever heard. I couldn’t help but smile at the giggles coming out of his mouth.
But it was true, not long before the end of last year, a rumour was going around that he and his fellow freaks in the group, Gerard and Bert I think, were spotted kissing and shit at a party. It’s only natural that they were gay.
“No Megan, I’m defiantly not gay!” he giggled again. “Well unless you’re a guy.” He said winking at me. This time it was my turn to blush. Was Frank Iero flirting with me? What the fuck? I think he was!
“Frank? Are you trying to pick me up?” I laughed
“Who me? No never. I’m WAY to innocent to do something like that.” He smiled
This time I pissed myself laughing.
“What? You don’t believe that I’m innocent!” he said looking hurt
“I’ll believe your innocent when Lyn-z stops taking drugs.” I laughed
“Well fuck that. That’s never gunna happen.” He laughed back
“MEGAN?” I heard a yell from behind me. I turned to see a very annoyed mum looking at me.
“Aw fuck! Forgot about her.” I laughed. “See you at school.” I smiled starting to walk away
“Wait! Are you gunna come keep me company?” he yelled after me
“For sure. I’m all yours.” I smiled
“REALLY?” he almost jumped over the counter.
“Aw fuck Frank, I didn’t mean like that!” stopped walking and turned around to see him with an evil smile.
“Nope its too late now.” He giggled again
“Fuck you!” I said walking out to a very annoyed mother with her arms crossed.
“What took you so long?” she whined
“Sorry just catching up with someone form school.” I said trying to hide the smile on my face. I all of a sudden couldn’t wait until school tomorrow. I wasn’t going to have to put up with sitting with the fuck heads I normally sit with, I can be comfortable being myself for once.
I awoke to that fucking alarm clock that has pissed me off my whole life. How dare it awake me from my own little world, only to be slapped in the face by what they call reality? Today I decided I wasn’t going anywhere, fuck the world. I not even going to get out of bed. Today will be my depressed day were I staying in my Pjs and eat junk food in my bed, watching movie marathons. I think star wars today.
I wasted most of the day in bed, the valium I took earlier and really mellowed me out so there was not much more I could do, but at about 3 in the afternoon, mum came barging into my room, demanding that I had a shower and went shopping with her to get all my school shit, not that I ever use it, it just keeps her at rest, knowing that I had everything I needed so I cant blame her when I fail. Not IF I fail, WHEN I fail. I’m defiantly not an academic person, or a sporty one at that. I was into performing arts. Even though it was considered cool, my group let it slide. Although I was the leader, I was the second highest. Everyone was scared of me, and if the boys couldn’t have Lyn-z then they would want me, not that I ever wanted any of them, but it was compulsory to have a boyfriend for me and Lyn-z.
By the time mum had brought me everything imaginable for school, it was about 5:30, and so we decided to get take away for dinner. It was only the two of us; mum and I. Had been for a couple of years now. There used to be four of us, and we were seriously like the Brady bunch. We were all really close, especially my brother, Scott, and I, he was older than me and I could always trust him to be there for me. We did everything together, and loved all the same things. One year I brought him tickets for our favourite band, the misfits, who were in town on a tour, for his birthday. On the way back home after the concert we were both really pumped up and hypo, talking about our favourite parts of the concert. While Scott was imitating the lead singer, he lost control of the car and we drove into the oncoming traffic, colliding with a semi-trailer. The next thing I remember was waking up in hospital with a broken leg and ribs. I didn’t remember anything, everyone was fussing over me, and I was getting annoyed, everything I asked about Scott they would change the subject by asking me questions about how I felt, after about the sixth time I asked without a response, I snapped and started yelling at everyone. Asking where the fuck Scott was. The looks on their faces and the deafening silence that followed made me realised he was gone. For about two weeks I wouldn’t leave my room, my best friend was gone, the only person that really knew me. And not the act I put on in front of everyone else. And he loved me for it. Well after Scott died and the deep depression I had been dragged into, he said that after loosing one child he was going to sit around and watch his other one slowly die as well. So he packed up and left without saying a word of a goodbye to me. So ever since then it had been just the two of us, and we have never been so close, I act like myself around her and we tell each other everything.
We chose to eat in the sushi shop tonight, instead of getting take away. We walked up to the counter and I automatically recognised the boy behind the counter. He was one of the freaks, the out-casts the school. They always seemed interesting and fun to me, but if I even vocalised my interest I would be murdered. He was about my hight, short black hair, a cute smile, skinny build and the most intense brown eyes. I couldn’t stop looking at him, as he stared back. I was a bit taken back when he flashed that smile at me, but I soon found myself wondering over to him and returning the smile.
“What can I get you Megan?” he said with a smirk
“Um, well can I get two rolls of plain salmon with only a little bit of wasabi. And my mum will get to chicken with the same, Frank is it?” I replied shyly
“Yeah, I can’t believe you know my name.” He laughed, eyes shining more than usual
“Um why wouldn’t I? You are in my grade.” I laughed back.
“Yeah but you’ve never looked at me, let alone talked to me.” He said getting serious
“Oh really, I’m sorry, it’s not intentional. You know what my groups like.” I said rolling my eyes at the thought of them.
“You don’t like you’re group?” he said in confusion.
“Do you?” I laughed
“Um no but that’s cause they fucking hate me.” He laughed back
“Frank! Watch your language, how many times do I have to say it?” his manager yelled from out back.
“Sorry DAD!” Frank yelled back
“Oh you’re dad owns this joint?” I asked in amazement.
“Um yeah why?” he said blushing a bit.
“I fucking love this place, the sushi is the best here.” I laughed at his redness
“Oh thanks.” He said flashing that smile again. “So why do you hang out with the plastics if you don’t like them?” he said getting serious again
“Because its either them or myself.” I said thinking it was obvious
“You can always come and sit with me. That’s if you want.” He said shyly going slightly red again
“Oh really?” I asked surprised
“For sure, are you serious? You’ll be a nice change from all those ugly guys I sit with. Oh well there are girls but they’re taken.” He laughed
“Oh but Frank, aren’t you. Um. Well I heard you were. Well. Gay!” I whispered the last word
He just stood there laughing hysterically laughing at me, like it was the funniest thing he had ever heard. I couldn’t help but smile at the giggles coming out of his mouth.
But it was true, not long before the end of last year, a rumour was going around that he and his fellow freaks in the group, Gerard and Bert I think, were spotted kissing and shit at a party. It’s only natural that they were gay.
“No Megan, I’m defiantly not gay!” he giggled again. “Well unless you’re a guy.” He said winking at me. This time it was my turn to blush. Was Frank Iero flirting with me? What the fuck? I think he was!
“Frank? Are you trying to pick me up?” I laughed
“Who me? No never. I’m WAY to innocent to do something like that.” He smiled
This time I pissed myself laughing.
“What? You don’t believe that I’m innocent!” he said looking hurt
“I’ll believe your innocent when Lyn-z stops taking drugs.” I laughed
“Well fuck that. That’s never gunna happen.” He laughed back
“MEGAN?” I heard a yell from behind me. I turned to see a very annoyed mum looking at me.
“Aw fuck! Forgot about her.” I laughed. “See you at school.” I smiled starting to walk away
“Wait! Are you gunna come keep me company?” he yelled after me
“For sure. I’m all yours.” I smiled
“REALLY?” he almost jumped over the counter.
“Aw fuck Frank, I didn’t mean like that!” stopped walking and turned around to see him with an evil smile.
“Nope its too late now.” He giggled again
“Fuck you!” I said walking out to a very annoyed mother with her arms crossed.
“What took you so long?” she whined
“Sorry just catching up with someone form school.” I said trying to hide the smile on my face. I all of a sudden couldn’t wait until school tomorrow. I wasn’t going to have to put up with sitting with the fuck heads I normally sit with, I can be comfortable being myself for once.
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