Adopted By Mikey Way

Chapter 14

A Few Hours Later
Luna's POV

"Alright, let's go" Gerard says kissing Lyn-Z on the cheek."We gotta concert soon" he continues and Frank looks up from Jimmy scrubbing the left overs of Frank's nail polish away.

"Okay, I've gotta polish Pansy too" Frank adds. I was still sitting with Mikey on the sofa closest to the door. "Okiez" I say looking up from my iPod.

I unplugged my earphones and paused Goodnight Socialite by The Brobecks. We said our good-byes and left.

We made our way towards the bus while Gerard rushed ahead and unlocked it. Frank rushed straight over to the cupboard with all the supplies to polish the guitars and pulled out a polish rag and some guitar polish.

He immediately rushed to his bunk to retrieve Pansy. Once he grabbed his beloved guitar, he made his way to the sofa and started to scrub it.

Meanwhile, Gerard was making a huge pot of coffee, and Mikey stared at the coffee machine while I sat down with my iced tea, Ray sat down, on his Gameboy probably on Pokémon or something, perhaps Mario Kart, I couldn't see the cartilage inside it.

Bob was in his bunk as usual, probably fiddling with his drum sticks on the metal poles of the bunks. There was a huge knock on the door, one I didn't recognise. So I stayed behind while Mikey opened the door.

"Hey Pete!" Mikey greeted to his friend. The guys of FOB piled into the bus lobby, each greeting us either by hugging, or shaking hands.

"Hey guys!" I say keeping my sweatshirt sleeves firmly down, careful not to lift them up, it was freezing in California, only 2 more shows until we move on to another venue, next stop we go, Los Angeles.

FOB stayed for a while, until they decided they had enough of Frank making loud noises 'Cleaning' Pansy. (Pls don't) 

By this time, Gerard was on his 4th cup of coffee, and Mikey on his 2nd. I was about to grab a coffee when there was a loud knock on the door "Ill get it!" I announce loudly.

I open the door to reveal Dallon Weekes and his band, The Brobecks. "Oh My Geesus" I say emphasising that I meant 'Geesus' and not 'Jesus'.

I hold the door open and move back, giving them a chance to get in. "Gerard!" I call out. Gerard, on his coffee high, came running towards us like freaking sonic.

"Gotta Go fasht" I whisper laughing to myself. "Hey, I'm Dallon, this is my band" Dallon introduces himself to Gerard, who looked like he couldn't give a shit other than his coffee getting cold, I call Ray over letting Gerard go back to his coffee.

Pete and Patrick had barged through the door as I sat down leaving Ray, Dallon and his band to chat. "Hey Peterick" I say staring at the TV. "There's nothing onnnnn" I drag out the n to make it sound more dramatic.

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A.N sorry guys for slow updates, I have to think of more things to do with this story, I could make a Sequel, or shall I make more chapters and make a twist, DM me on Instagram or on here if u have suggestions.

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