Welcome To Emo School

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Climbing onto Mikey's moped, I grab a helmet and cling to him as we speed towards the bandfight. I see the building where the fight is taking place, but Mikey drives right past it... and into the parking lot of his music school, San Bandsokyo Institute of Punk.

"Mikey, the bandfight's over there!" I say. Mikey laughs. "Yeah, I know, idiot," he smirks. "I just need to pick up something first. Besides, I really want to show you my music studio. Will you please come in and look around the place?"

"Fine," I mutter. "We'll go to your dumb emo school." I hop off the moped and enter the building, where I see a girl singing "Baby, come home," in a melody of tears.

"Wow, Hayley, that was amazing!" Mikey gasps when she finishes singing. "You have such a great voice."

"Thanks, Mikey," Hayley grins. "Hey, who's the overcast kid standing next to you?" I reply, "Oh, that would be me. I'm Gerard, Mikey's older brother. Most people just call me Gee, though."

"Well then, Gee, welcome to the emo school," Hayley says, spitting out some gum.

Mikey leads me into another part of the school, where a dark-haired boy with a fringe reapplies his eyeliner. "Oh, hey Mikey!" he blushes happily. "It's really good to see you!"

"Thanks, Pete," Mikey smiles. "I wanted you to meet my brother, Gerard. I'm showing him around the school."

"Awesome!" Pete exclaims. "I've been wanting to show you guys my eyeliner collection. Last month I bought out Sephora's entire supply, and I've organized it from black to dark black to really dark black!"

Hayley runs by, grabbing an eyeliner pencil and knocking the rest over. "Hayley, no!" Pete wails. "You can't take that, that's CoverGirl! This is a fashion felony! That's mine!"

Pete chases Hayley out of the classroom, and I can hear him screaming in the distance. "He seems nice!" I tell Mikey after an awkward silence.

A short boy wearing headphones runs over to us. "OH MY GOSH!" he yells over his headphones, pulling me into an insanely tight hug. "YOU MUST BE GERARD! OH MY GOSH OH MY GOSH I'VE HEARD SO MUCH ABOUT YOU!"

"Oh... hi, um, what's your name?" I ask. "Frank Iero," the boy says, dragging me by the arm. "C'mon, I've got to show you my new guitar solo!"

Frank pulls out a guitar and plays a solo better than anything I could ever perform. "Not bad, Frank," Mikey smirks. "Hey, where's Brendon?"

A boy - Brendon- dances into the room. "I HAVE ARRIVED!" he screams. I nervously back away from him. "Hey, don't panic, no, not yet!" Brendon says. "I know I'm practically naked when I'm not covered in glitter, but I'm about to pour it all over myself!"

Brendon then proceeds to dump an entire bucket of glitter on himself as Mikey and I cringe.

"Ookay," Moikey says. "Gee, I'm going to show you my project now." He leads me into his studio, and when I see what Mikey's created, I can't believe my eyes...

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