Letters from the Grave Stone

Odd Daydreams Meet Reality

Gerard P.O.V

Philippa, she's so pretty. I really really like her.

But she digs Mikey. But I wrote her letters.

I put them in her locker and I think she knows it's me. She smiles and plays with her necklace when she reads them.

But man! Can that girl hide her feelings. She's so mean to me during classes.

I was talking to my buddy Ray about it.

He has amazing hair!

"I don't know, man, there's something about her."

"I've seen her. Yea, she's from this place called Carcery Vale in.. I don't know where."

"How do you know, Ray?"

"It was Frank who told me."

"Who?"

"He's a fan, is all."

"Fan of what, we're just a garage band!"

Ray shrugged. I didn't think we were good enough to have fans. But I guess where there's a hater, there's a fan.

I continued to tell him about Philippa and my letters to her.

I've kinda been stalking her, too.

She was talking to a dude that came out of her locker.

Maybe that's how she'll talk to me.

Then I hear her yell my name and she smacks the dude..

Naturally, I walk to her.

"Sup, Ms. Philippa, I just wonderin if you wants to out later, maybe end it in my place if you know what I'm sayin." I said, my cool gangster clothes on, my golden grill flashing her.

"Oh that'd be great G-Dawg W-Bro!! I am such a fan of your music! I'll do anything with you!" She replies, practically drooling over my fly Jordan high tops that have a picture of me on them.

I put my arm around her and we stroll out of the school, cameras flash and girls flash too!

I ignore them, my eyes on Philippa and Philippa only..

She literally smacks me out of my daydream.

"Stop following me and stop writing letters!" She looks scared, genuinely scared and I feel bad.

She was just an innocent, absolutely beautiful girl from Carcery Vale.

And I was just a chubby guy who wanted to love her.

But those aren't real occurrences. A guy like me doesn't land a girl like her.

Dudes like Mikey get the girl and save the day.

Not Gerard Arther Way.