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Welcome to Hell
"Class, please welcome our new student, go ahead and introduce yourself"
Through the doorway, came a tall, dirty blonde haired male- he was quite handsome, soft features. "Hello, my name is Michael Way, I prefer to be called Mikey. Nice to meet you all."
Those words were all it took to basically destroy my world.
-
It's been a month since that 'Mikey' guy started going to our school, and I can't help but notice something just- so wrong with him. "Why are you staring at him?" The voice made me jump, even though I knew who it was, as she took a seat beside me. Clad in nice pants, a button up, and suspenders was Salem Cerulli, the school's 'old lady'. With a sigh, I placed by chin upon my folded arms- staring at the strange teen across the cafeteria, sitting with the soccer team. Oh yes- he was already on the team. Beside him was Mandy, not a soccer player, but a cheerleader- a good friend actually.
"I'm analyzing." Was my only answer, only to see Mandy turn around, shrugging a bit. I sighed. That was her way of saying 'Nothing out of the ordinary.' Groaning, I pushed my fingers through my hair, and frowned to myself. "Why do you want something to be wrong with him so bad?"asked Salem, poking at the jello on her tray with a disgusted curl to her teal lips. "Perfect people don't exist, Sale.." to this, she shrugged, "Seems like God is proving you wrong with his work."
"What about God?" Joined another voice, yet two bodies, sitting across from us. "Oh nothing, he's just showing Mouse here that she doesn't know everything." My eyes shifted to side glare at her before looking at the two- "Don't you find something creepy about that new guy..?" The one across from Salem, whose named happened to be Brendon, fixed his glasses, "You mean Gerard's brother?"
It clicked.
"Oh my god, I am a total idiot." The boy in front of me snorted, but just stayed quiet. I squinted, "Something you want to say?" Meto hummed, and tilted his head- "It's not a secret that you can be slow to realization. I mean, you've proven that quite a few times- no offense, of course, Mouse."
Meto gave a small, almost mocking smile- as always; "You know we love you." Salem, and Brendon nodded along to the Japanese male's words. He reached across, patting my hand gently, "You all suck." Brendon chuckled, "We know. So tell us what you got out of that bit of info."
I grinned a bit, "He's Gerard's brother, right? Well, we've all met Gee! And we know what he's into, and stuff- so, if he's anything like him, we know Mikey isn't 'Mr Perfect'!' All three looked at me like I was stupid. Getting up, I grabbed my bag- "You'll see!"
- ( pov change to no one )
Walking quietly towards her car, Mouse pushed her glasses up as she looked down into her bag, grabbing around in search of her keys; she was oblivious to the figure slowly approaching her. Sighing and pushing back her hair, she leaned to push the key in the lock, "Waverly!" the call made her jump, tossing her keys away.
Turning, she frowned- "Really Gee? Your an asshole." The red head gave his famous grin, walking over to lean against her car, "Sooo..I hear you've found yourself 'obsessed' with Mikey?"
Her face drained of all color, "W-what? Obsessed?! No!"
Gerard raised an eyebrow, "That's not what rumors say. Oh well, but, I just have one thing to say to you about it," he leaned to pat her shoulder, leaning close enough for his nose to touch her ear- "Welcome to Hell."
Mouse was frozen. The male was silent as he walked away, leaving it at that.
She was in way over her head, and it seemed she was going to realize this too late.
Through the doorway, came a tall, dirty blonde haired male- he was quite handsome, soft features. "Hello, my name is Michael Way, I prefer to be called Mikey. Nice to meet you all."
Those words were all it took to basically destroy my world.
-
It's been a month since that 'Mikey' guy started going to our school, and I can't help but notice something just- so wrong with him. "Why are you staring at him?" The voice made me jump, even though I knew who it was, as she took a seat beside me. Clad in nice pants, a button up, and suspenders was Salem Cerulli, the school's 'old lady'. With a sigh, I placed by chin upon my folded arms- staring at the strange teen across the cafeteria, sitting with the soccer team. Oh yes- he was already on the team. Beside him was Mandy, not a soccer player, but a cheerleader- a good friend actually.
"I'm analyzing." Was my only answer, only to see Mandy turn around, shrugging a bit. I sighed. That was her way of saying 'Nothing out of the ordinary.' Groaning, I pushed my fingers through my hair, and frowned to myself. "Why do you want something to be wrong with him so bad?"asked Salem, poking at the jello on her tray with a disgusted curl to her teal lips. "Perfect people don't exist, Sale.." to this, she shrugged, "Seems like God is proving you wrong with his work."
"What about God?" Joined another voice, yet two bodies, sitting across from us. "Oh nothing, he's just showing Mouse here that she doesn't know everything." My eyes shifted to side glare at her before looking at the two- "Don't you find something creepy about that new guy..?" The one across from Salem, whose named happened to be Brendon, fixed his glasses, "You mean Gerard's brother?"
It clicked.
"Oh my god, I am a total idiot." The boy in front of me snorted, but just stayed quiet. I squinted, "Something you want to say?" Meto hummed, and tilted his head- "It's not a secret that you can be slow to realization. I mean, you've proven that quite a few times- no offense, of course, Mouse."
Meto gave a small, almost mocking smile- as always; "You know we love you." Salem, and Brendon nodded along to the Japanese male's words. He reached across, patting my hand gently, "You all suck." Brendon chuckled, "We know. So tell us what you got out of that bit of info."
I grinned a bit, "He's Gerard's brother, right? Well, we've all met Gee! And we know what he's into, and stuff- so, if he's anything like him, we know Mikey isn't 'Mr Perfect'!' All three looked at me like I was stupid. Getting up, I grabbed my bag- "You'll see!"
- ( pov change to no one )
Walking quietly towards her car, Mouse pushed her glasses up as she looked down into her bag, grabbing around in search of her keys; she was oblivious to the figure slowly approaching her. Sighing and pushing back her hair, she leaned to push the key in the lock, "Waverly!" the call made her jump, tossing her keys away.
Turning, she frowned- "Really Gee? Your an asshole." The red head gave his famous grin, walking over to lean against her car, "Sooo..I hear you've found yourself 'obsessed' with Mikey?"
Her face drained of all color, "W-what? Obsessed?! No!"
Gerard raised an eyebrow, "That's not what rumors say. Oh well, but, I just have one thing to say to you about it," he leaned to pat her shoulder, leaning close enough for his nose to touch her ear- "Welcome to Hell."
Mouse was frozen. The male was silent as he walked away, leaving it at that.
She was in way over her head, and it seemed she was going to realize this too late.
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