My phone buzzed on my sideboard, jolting me from my wonderfully warm sleep and amazing dream that totally didn't include Ge- uh... absolutely no one in particular...
Now in a grouchy mood, I check my phone to see 4 pictures from Florence, and a barrage of text messages. "Ember!" "Ember Wake Up" Ember you gotta help me find something to wear!" Then finally and extra long
"EEEEEEEEMMMMBBBEEEERRR!"
That was the one that roused me from my sleep and caused me to gals snap at her "Goddamit Flo it's 7am on a Saturday! Go back to bed the date isn't until 11"
"I knoooowww but I'm so excited!!"
came the instant reply.
I shifted deeply before ruffling up my pillows and dragging myself into a sitting position, scanning all of the clothing items she had sent me.
"Try the Pink Floyd top with the red checkered one, black jeans and your Dr Martens" I typed out quickly, eager to get this over with and go back to sleep.
Almost immediately after the message had been sent, another image came through of her wearing the ouftit. She honestly looked stunning, her outfit matching and not too much makeup but just enough to glimpse at her full makeup potential. "That looks awesome" I replied quickly, before remembering that she hasn't actually told me what her date is actually called.
"Hey Flo, you never actually said who you were going out with..." I push, trying to make her tell me who it is
"But I'm not allowed to say until after the date" she replies simply. I can just picture the smirk on her face when she is hiding something from me.
"Fiiineee, but I'm going back to bed"
"NONONONO EMBER WAIT
I MIGHT TELL YOU
MAYBE
OKAY FINE"
And do you know who her date is...?
Gerard Way
The boy in my art class.
YOU ARE READING
That Boy In My Art Class
FanficJust a test, frerard high school au- let me know what you think? *disclaimer* I do not own any of these characters, events, or people, it is all purely fiction.
