Well..I don't expect anyone to read this except for a friend. I'm only posting it here because I have no where else to post it. This is my first FanFic I'm posting so here goes nothing:
My name is Lillyan, Lilly for short. I have blonde hair that cames to my sholder blades. I'm 5'2,average for my age-14. I wear glasses,read comic books and love to draw. I've recently moved from my small town on the Gulf Coast where everyone knows everyone,to a town in New Jersey. New School=New Friends=New Bullies. What Fun..
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I made it through first period alive. The girl that sits next to me even showed me quick ways to get to my classes. One Guy who caught my eye was Michael. I caught him looking at me once or twice. He's really cute so I didn't mind it. His short brown hair peeking out from under a black beanie and glasses made him stick out from the other guys. Not in a bad or geeky way. Just-He wasn't normal, didn't jump on the bandwagon that you had to look a certain way or dress in certain brands-I liked that. He wore tight skinny jeans and a dark fadded Anthrax tee shirt. His eyes were brown,almost hazel. But it was hard to tell from across the room.
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Mikey's POV
We had a new student in homeroom. She was beautiful. Light Southern accent. Long blonde hair that fell perfectly on her honey golden skin. Her eyes were like ice,or an ocean. I tried not to stare but I caught my eyes easing their way to her. She caught me twice but was nice about it. Smiled and Waved. Even mouthed 'Hi' the first time. If only I could gather up the guts to say something to her after class.
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Lillyan's POV
I tried to concentrate the rest of the day but honestly, there was just something about him. After the last bell rang I hurried to my locker to get some textbooks for homework. I shut the sqeaky blue locker and there he was nervously walking my way. I flung my bag over my shoulder and walked his way. I attempted to just stare at my feet and try to walk past him without looking into his gorgeous eyes. I heard someone from behind shout my name-or so I though. I turned around to check and I bumped into him, or vise versa. Notebooks, papers, books, scattered all over the now empty hallway.
Ha.Only my luck. I thought.
I was despratly trying to gat all of my things before Michael saw my stupid drawings. I saw other hands picking up books. I looked up and got lost in his eyes.
"I see you like to draw," he said,barely above a whisper.
"Y-Ya," I managed to stutter out. I saw him holding my comics in one hand and drawings in the other. "Uh..Thanks for the help." I grabbed my stuff from him and stuffed it into my bag.
"No Problem. I see you read comic books too" He said.
"Ya. I love 'em"I tried not to sound like a geek but I saw a smile creep onto his face.
We have something in common! I though to myself.
"Awesome," He chuckled, "Lillyan,Right?"
"Uh-huh. Call me Lilly"
"Mikey." He replied. That grin still on his face as he turned and walked away.
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My name is Lillyan, Lilly for short. I have blonde hair that cames to my sholder blades. I'm 5'2,average for my age-14. I wear glasses,read comic books and love to draw. I've recently moved from my small town on the Gulf Coast where everyone knows everyone,to a town in New Jersey. New School=New Friends=New Bullies. What Fun..
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I made it through first period alive. The girl that sits next to me even showed me quick ways to get to my classes. One Guy who caught my eye was Michael. I caught him looking at me once or twice. He's really cute so I didn't mind it. His short brown hair peeking out from under a black beanie and glasses made him stick out from the other guys. Not in a bad or geeky way. Just-He wasn't normal, didn't jump on the bandwagon that you had to look a certain way or dress in certain brands-I liked that. He wore tight skinny jeans and a dark fadded Anthrax tee shirt. His eyes were brown,almost hazel. But it was hard to tell from across the room.
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Mikey's POV
We had a new student in homeroom. She was beautiful. Light Southern accent. Long blonde hair that fell perfectly on her honey golden skin. Her eyes were like ice,or an ocean. I tried not to stare but I caught my eyes easing their way to her. She caught me twice but was nice about it. Smiled and Waved. Even mouthed 'Hi' the first time. If only I could gather up the guts to say something to her after class.
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Lillyan's POV
I tried to concentrate the rest of the day but honestly, there was just something about him. After the last bell rang I hurried to my locker to get some textbooks for homework. I shut the sqeaky blue locker and there he was nervously walking my way. I flung my bag over my shoulder and walked his way. I attempted to just stare at my feet and try to walk past him without looking into his gorgeous eyes. I heard someone from behind shout my name-or so I though. I turned around to check and I bumped into him, or vise versa. Notebooks, papers, books, scattered all over the now empty hallway.
Ha.Only my luck. I thought.
I was despratly trying to gat all of my things before Michael saw my stupid drawings. I saw other hands picking up books. I looked up and got lost in his eyes.
"I see you like to draw," he said,barely above a whisper.
"Y-Ya," I managed to stutter out. I saw him holding my comics in one hand and drawings in the other. "Uh..Thanks for the help." I grabbed my stuff from him and stuffed it into my bag.
"No Problem. I see you read comic books too" He said.
"Ya. I love 'em"I tried not to sound like a geek but I saw a smile creep onto his face.
We have something in common! I though to myself.
"Awesome," He chuckled, "Lillyan,Right?"
"Uh-huh. Call me Lilly"
"Mikey." He replied. That grin still on his face as he turned and walked away.
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okay, though no official announcement has been made yet by MCR yet, the dude filling in for drums is Michael Pedicone, who has apparently been friends with MCR for some time.
On his Twitter, Michael said: "Ive known these guys for years. Now we get to play music together for a long time to come. Get used to me!"
I'm sure he will probably be with MCR from now on, but we're still waiting for the official announcement through MCR's website or something ran by them.
i look forward to seeing Michael play :)
On his Twitter, Michael said: "Ive known these guys for years. Now we get to play music together for a long time to come. Get used to me!"
I'm sure he will probably be with MCR from now on, but we're still waiting for the official announcement through MCR's website or something ran by them.
i look forward to seeing Michael play :)
Now come one come all to this tragic affair
Wipe off that makeup, what's in is despair
So throw on the black dress, mix in with the lot
You might wake up and notice you're someone you're not
If you look in the mirror and don't like what you see
You can find out firsthand what it's like to be me
So gather 'round piggies and kiss this goodbye
I'd encourage your smiles I'll expect you won't cry
Another contusion, my funeral jag
Here's my resignation, I'll serve it in drag
You've got front row seats to the penitence ball
When I grow up I want to be nothing at all!
I said yeah, yeah!
I said yeah, yeah!
C'mon C'mon C'mon I said
(Save me!) Get me the hell out of here
(Save me!) Too young to die and my dear
(You can't!) If you can hear me just walk away and
(Take me!)
Wipe off that makeup, what's in is despair
So throw on the black dress, mix in with the lot
You might wake up and notice you're someone you're not
If you look in the mirror and don't like what you see
You can find out firsthand what it's like to be me
So gather 'round piggies and kiss this goodbye
I'd encourage your smiles I'll expect you won't cry
Another contusion, my funeral jag
Here's my resignation, I'll serve it in drag
You've got front row seats to the penitence ball
When I grow up I want to be nothing at all!
I said yeah, yeah!
I said yeah, yeah!
C'mon C'mon C'mon I said
(Save me!) Get me the hell out of here
(Save me!) Too young to die and my dear
(You can't!) If you can hear me just walk away and
(Take me!)
I said, we'll drown ourselves in misery tonight
White lies, you've worn out all your dancing shoes this time
Just give us war-worn lipstick by the door if I inflame
These eyes have had too much to drink again tonight
Black skies, we'll douse ourselves in high explosive light
Just give us war-worn, I've been calling you all week
for my shotgun
Pick up the phone
Pick up the phone, fucker
I wanna see what your insides look like (I wanna see what your insides look like)
I bet you're not fucking pretty on the inside (Not so pretty)
I wanna see what your insides look like (Not so pretty baby)
I wanna see 'em (Not so)
Well you don't say
And well I can explain what happened to my faith
Late last night
I sleep in empty pools and vacant alleyways
And what I'm going through, shot lipgloss through my veins
And when I can't complain
With the falling rain
C'mon
I wanna save your heart
I wanna see what your insides may be
White lies, you've worn out all your dancing shoes this time
Just give us war-worn lipstick by the door if I inflame
These eyes have had too much to drink again tonight
Black skies, we'll douse ourselves in high explosive light
Just give us war-worn, I've been calling you all week
for my shotgun
Pick up the phone
Pick up the phone, fucker
I wanna see what your insides look like (I wanna see what your insides look like)
I bet you're not fucking pretty on the inside (Not so pretty)
I wanna see what your insides look like (Not so pretty baby)
I wanna see 'em (Not so)
Well you don't say
And well I can explain what happened to my faith
Late last night
I sleep in empty pools and vacant alleyways
And what I'm going through, shot lipgloss through my veins
And when I can't complain
With the falling rain
C'mon
I wanna save your heart
I wanna see what your insides may be