All day we sat angerly finking about Jud eg. We were so fucking pissed off. Well, I had one thing to look forward too- da MCR concert. It had been postphoned, so we could all go.
Anyway, I went to the common room sadly to cut classes. Miles was being all secretive.
I asked what it was and he got all mad me and started crying all hot and angsty.
"No one fucking understands me!1" he shouted angrily as his black hare went in his big grey eyes like Billie Joe in Boulevard of Borken Dreamz. He was wearing black baggy paints, a black MCR t-shirt and a black die. (geddit insted of tie koz im goffik) I was wearing a blak leather low cut top with chains all over it all over it a blak leather shorts, black high held boots and a cross belly fing. My hair was al up in a spiks.
"Accuse me? What about me!" I growled.
"Buy-but-but-" he grunted.
"You fucking bastard!" I moaned.
"No! Wait! It's not what it fucking looks like!" he shouted.
But it was to late. I knew what I herd. I ran to the bathroom angrily, cring. Miles banged on the door. I whipped and whepped as my blody eyeliner streammed down my cheeks and made cool tears down my feces like Benji in the video for Girls and Bois. I TOOOK OUT A CIGARETE END STARTED TO smoke pot.
Suddenly Matt came. He had appearated.
"You gave me a fucking shock!" I shouted angrily dropping my pot. "Wtf do you fink you're doing in da boi's room?"
Only it wasn't just Matt. Someone else was with him too! For a second I wanted it 2 b Simon Black or maybe Miles but it was jUdge.
"Hey I need to ask you a question." he said, pulling out his black wanabe-goffik purse. "What are u wearing to the concert?"
"U no who MCR r!" I gasped.
"No I just saw there was a concert dat a lot of gothz and punx were going 2." He said. "Anyway Miles has a surprise for u."
