Like Flower Petals (Gerard Way FanFiction)

Lily

I had starting writing my novel junior year of high school, during that time being someone else was really appealing to me. I began to dress in all black, and started to listen to some 'darker' music than I was usually accustomed to. I didn't realize how isolated I was become until I looked around mid way through senior year and found no one. I guess it was around that time in which I began to feel the weight of exceptions on my shoulders, when all I wanted to do was lie in my bed, listen to music, and write. That's when Jinx came along and literally convinced me to do something with my life. I guess she's been that way to me ever since.

As we pulled into the parking lot of the night club, I smiled and supposed 17 year old me would be proud of what I have accomplished in adult life so far. I heard Jinx pull the keys out of the ignition, and the car's roar dull to nothing. "It's nearly 8:00 on the dot, perfection," she clapped her hands together. "Just take a moment to prepare yourself because this is going to be the best birthday you'll ever experience." I smirked and rolled my eyes, "Mmmhmm whatever you say Jinxy." She scoffed and gracefully opened the car door and walked onto the asphalt of the parking lot.

I took a deep breath, and realized that I was shaking. "Dammit," I whispered under my breath. I've never been good with crowds, I'd always pump myself up, so by the time I'm actually at the event, I'm panting and sweating somewhere. I took another breath, and grabbed the door handle and pushed. What was the worst that could happen? I lose my shoe? Jinx whooped and screamed, "I can hear the music from here!" She walked backwards and motioned for me to follow her.

I'll admit Jinx's enthusiasm was kinda inappropriate in some situations, this being a prime example. Of course I couldn't blame her, this was the first time I voluntarily went out for drinks with her. I walked steadily across the parking lot, hopefully exuding some sort of confident aura. Jinx was already inside, and I could see her silhouette through the window mixing in with the crowd. I reached the door, took another gulp of fresh air, and opened the door.

My first thought was criticizing the music choice, which was quickly taken over by fear. "Alright Kenny," I thought to myself, "don't over think this."

A/N

Hello reader! Thanks for taking the time to look at my fanfic. As an aspiring author, constructive criticism is much appreciated. I'm going to try to update this fanfiction every 4 days, but my schedule is really fragile, so don't be surprised if I skip around.

Thank You Again,

IgnisNox