Post by xXKat'sChemicalRomanceXx on Jul 24, 2007 19:28:00 GMT -5
Parts of this were in a dream that I had... but I'm going to go ahead and add more and make it up as I go along… It's totally random and extremely fiction! YAAAAY FOR RANDOMNESS! They’re going to be two parts… so… yeah… Enjoy!
I was at school eating lunch with my closest friends (who like MCR) who were all staring at this guy behind the counter that was serving food.
"Is that Mikey?" Megan finally says.
I look up and see this guy who looked a lot like Mikey, but with different hair.
"It looks like him" I say, "why don't you go up and see?"
I could tell she didn't want to make a fool of herself, so I go up there and ask for a slice of pizza. He throws it on my plate and I say "thank you" expecting him to say "you're welcome" to match this guys voice to Mikey's... but he never said anything. I stand there and work up an effort to say what was on my mind.
"Aren't you Mikey W-"
"Shh!"
"Why are you here?"
"Well," he whispers, "the band and I got arrested and now we have community service at this school” (why they got arrested... I don't know... They're to kind... it was just part of my dream)
Shocked, I go sit down and tell my friends it isn't Mikey, so I don't create a huge riot mob running over there... Everyone goes back to eating. As soon as I was about to take a bite out of my pizza, I let out a "yelp" as a reaction for someone grabbing my shoulder. It was who appeared to be Gerard, but again, different hair... But the funny thing is, I could tell that it was a wig because I saw a black hair coming from the huge orange blob on the top of his head
"Hey, I notice you're a fan" he pointed at my shirt, which was in fact, a My Chem shirt, "Could you help us get out of here?"
"Sure, what do you need me to do?"
"Create a diversion"
Without giving it much thought, I stand up and yell at the top of my lungs "FOOOOD FIIIIGHT!" and throw my pizza across the room. That started it, and everyone started franticly throwing whatever was on their plate. I made my way out of the cafeteria and to the bathroom to wash the mash potatoes off my arm.
"Psst! Hey!" The voice was coming from the vent in the corner of the bathroom. I unscrewed the vent to see Gerard and Mikey crawling through.
"We need to save Bob, Ray, and Frank!" Gerard yelled as he pulled my ankle for me to kneel.
"Why, where are they?"
"There's no time to explain!" Mikey yells. I hear the door to the bathroom open. I grab a near-by table that was luckily decorated with a long table cloth, and shove it in front of the vent. Unluckily for Gerard, he was still holding my ankle and I ended up whacking his arm with the leg of the chair...
"OUCH!"
"Shush!" Mikey took the hint that someone was coming.
"Kat?"
Crap... its Jackie...
"So, that really wasn't Mikey out there serving food? It looked like him!"
"No," at least I'm a good liar, "it wasn't him..."
"Whatever. I got bar-be-que sauce all over me... It's gross..."
I give her a shrug as she went over to the sink to wash her face.
"What gave you the idea to start that food fight anyway...?"
"Umm..."
I heard a faint huffing noise coming from the vent. I knew a sneeze was coming from someone... I knew I had to fake one right there.
"Achoo!" There, and at the same time, I faked it. It really wasn't realistic, but Jackie’s head was practically under water so she didn’t know I- or whoever it was, sneezed.
"Well, aren't you coming with me?" she asked when she threw a paper towel away.
"Umm... Well, I have some things to do first..."
“Fine... Just remember, when I get questioned about the food fight, I’m sorry but, I’m telling the truth. I don’t want to get suspended.
“Alright then…”
Jackie turned around and in a flash she left. After about a minute I threw the table out of the way to see Gerard holding his wrist and glaring at me with evil eyes.
“I’m sorry… Are you alright?”
“Yes, fine. Thank you…”
I crawled in the vent and followed behind silently. We passed some classrooms and all the discussion was the food fight. Either teachers were yelling, or kids were chatting amongst themselves.
"This way!" There was an air duct which Gerard was opening, that led into what seemed to be closet, where Ray was tied to a chair with duct tape over his mouth.
"What the he-?" Mikey and I started to untie Ray, while I was in complete shock.
"Hmm..." Gerard took the side of the duct tape, and for a second I could see a look of mercy in Ray's eyes. And there's the painful ripping noise...
"OWE! You could have ran water on it!"
"Well, that would take up too much time, plus, it wouldn't be as much fun..." By then, Ray's hands were free and he reached up and flicked Gerard's ear.
"OUCH! What the hell was that for??" Gerard was thinking of getting Ray back, but I cut in-
"Both of you shut up and let's get Frank and Bob!" They both nodded, and leaped into the vent. Mikey followed, then me. We were in there for some time... and my knees were hurting. Finally, we got to the locker rooms... Were, I guess we needed to go. We get out of the air duct and I had to stretch. While my back was bent, I heard a loud crash that almost made me fall over. We all started looking at the lockers. One of which, the door was almost breathing. It was locked, but fortunately I had to do some work for the coach and I knew where she kept her keys, but it wouldn't be easy getting them, considering I should be in class, and Gerard, Ray, and Mikey were trying to escape...
"Hey, what are you doing back here??" We all turned to see my volleyball coach standing there. We had two choices, either get caught, or take her down... Everyone was thinking the same thing... We ended up charging her. We tied her up with a jump rope and gagged her with a towel and took her keys. After that, I knew I was going to get expelled... I walked back to the breathing locker and unlocked it... As soon as done so, the locker flung open and Frank fell to the ground, helplessly tied up and gagged with a bandana. Ray and Gerard worked on untying him...
"Why did they do this to you...?" I manage.
"...." Ray started, "We don't have time for this"
I untied the bandana over Frank's mouth and ask again.
“Please, tell me what did you get yourselves into??”
“No time!” Gerard starts sprinting to the door, followed by the rest, then me.
To be continued
I was at school eating lunch with my closest friends (who like MCR) who were all staring at this guy behind the counter that was serving food.
"Is that Mikey?" Megan finally says.
I look up and see this guy who looked a lot like Mikey, but with different hair.
"It looks like him" I say, "why don't you go up and see?"
I could tell she didn't want to make a fool of herself, so I go up there and ask for a slice of pizza. He throws it on my plate and I say "thank you" expecting him to say "you're welcome" to match this guys voice to Mikey's... but he never said anything. I stand there and work up an effort to say what was on my mind.
"Aren't you Mikey W-"
"Shh!"
"Why are you here?"
"Well," he whispers, "the band and I got arrested and now we have community service at this school” (why they got arrested... I don't know... They're to kind... it was just part of my dream)
Shocked, I go sit down and tell my friends it isn't Mikey, so I don't create a huge riot mob running over there... Everyone goes back to eating. As soon as I was about to take a bite out of my pizza, I let out a "yelp" as a reaction for someone grabbing my shoulder. It was who appeared to be Gerard, but again, different hair... But the funny thing is, I could tell that it was a wig because I saw a black hair coming from the huge orange blob on the top of his head
"Hey, I notice you're a fan" he pointed at my shirt, which was in fact, a My Chem shirt, "Could you help us get out of here?"
"Sure, what do you need me to do?"
"Create a diversion"
Without giving it much thought, I stand up and yell at the top of my lungs "FOOOOD FIIIIGHT!" and throw my pizza across the room. That started it, and everyone started franticly throwing whatever was on their plate. I made my way out of the cafeteria and to the bathroom to wash the mash potatoes off my arm.
"Psst! Hey!" The voice was coming from the vent in the corner of the bathroom. I unscrewed the vent to see Gerard and Mikey crawling through.
"We need to save Bob, Ray, and Frank!" Gerard yelled as he pulled my ankle for me to kneel.
"Why, where are they?"
"There's no time to explain!" Mikey yells. I hear the door to the bathroom open. I grab a near-by table that was luckily decorated with a long table cloth, and shove it in front of the vent. Unluckily for Gerard, he was still holding my ankle and I ended up whacking his arm with the leg of the chair...
"OUCH!"
"Shush!" Mikey took the hint that someone was coming.
"Kat?"
Crap... its Jackie...
"So, that really wasn't Mikey out there serving food? It looked like him!"
"No," at least I'm a good liar, "it wasn't him..."
"Whatever. I got bar-be-que sauce all over me... It's gross..."
I give her a shrug as she went over to the sink to wash her face.
"What gave you the idea to start that food fight anyway...?"
"Umm..."
I heard a faint huffing noise coming from the vent. I knew a sneeze was coming from someone... I knew I had to fake one right there.
"Achoo!" There, and at the same time, I faked it. It really wasn't realistic, but Jackie’s head was practically under water so she didn’t know I- or whoever it was, sneezed.
"Well, aren't you coming with me?" she asked when she threw a paper towel away.
"Umm... Well, I have some things to do first..."
“Fine... Just remember, when I get questioned about the food fight, I’m sorry but, I’m telling the truth. I don’t want to get suspended.
“Alright then…”
Jackie turned around and in a flash she left. After about a minute I threw the table out of the way to see Gerard holding his wrist and glaring at me with evil eyes.
“I’m sorry… Are you alright?”
“Yes, fine. Thank you…”
I crawled in the vent and followed behind silently. We passed some classrooms and all the discussion was the food fight. Either teachers were yelling, or kids were chatting amongst themselves.
"This way!" There was an air duct which Gerard was opening, that led into what seemed to be closet, where Ray was tied to a chair with duct tape over his mouth.
"What the he-?" Mikey and I started to untie Ray, while I was in complete shock.
"Hmm..." Gerard took the side of the duct tape, and for a second I could see a look of mercy in Ray's eyes. And there's the painful ripping noise...
"OWE! You could have ran water on it!"
"Well, that would take up too much time, plus, it wouldn't be as much fun..." By then, Ray's hands were free and he reached up and flicked Gerard's ear.
"OUCH! What the hell was that for??" Gerard was thinking of getting Ray back, but I cut in-
"Both of you shut up and let's get Frank and Bob!" They both nodded, and leaped into the vent. Mikey followed, then me. We were in there for some time... and my knees were hurting. Finally, we got to the locker rooms... Were, I guess we needed to go. We get out of the air duct and I had to stretch. While my back was bent, I heard a loud crash that almost made me fall over. We all started looking at the lockers. One of which, the door was almost breathing. It was locked, but fortunately I had to do some work for the coach and I knew where she kept her keys, but it wouldn't be easy getting them, considering I should be in class, and Gerard, Ray, and Mikey were trying to escape...
"Hey, what are you doing back here??" We all turned to see my volleyball coach standing there. We had two choices, either get caught, or take her down... Everyone was thinking the same thing... We ended up charging her. We tied her up with a jump rope and gagged her with a towel and took her keys. After that, I knew I was going to get expelled... I walked back to the breathing locker and unlocked it... As soon as done so, the locker flung open and Frank fell to the ground, helplessly tied up and gagged with a bandana. Ray and Gerard worked on untying him...
"Why did they do this to you...?" I manage.
"...." Ray started, "We don't have time for this"
I untied the bandana over Frank's mouth and ask again.
“Please, tell me what did you get yourselves into??”
“No time!” Gerard starts sprinting to the door, followed by the rest, then me.
To be continued
poor MCR. its good though. 
