* (Y/N)'s POV *
Me, Ray, Gee, Mikey, and Frank decided to skip school because we finally got a gig at the small theater in the neighborhood.
Bob hasn't even moved here yet, so he couldn't come to the first gig, but he promised he would be at the next one.
The gig was in a few hours, so I ran into my closet and pulled out the edgiest clothes I had. I pulled out a (F/C) plaid skirt, a black button up shirt with the sleeves torn off, a (F/C) tie, and some black leggings.
I grinned to myself at how edgy I was gonna look. I placed everything on and put on some black army boots, and wore some eyeliner to up my edge game.
I grabbed my (F/C) drumsticks, and headed to the theater. I had to walk because I had nobody to drive me, and I had no car. Walking in these boots were not very comfortable, despite them being army boots.
I arrived at the theater, and saw Gee wearing a leather jacket and eyeliner. I wanted to point out the eyeliner, but I feel like I bullied him enough with the prom makeup. No, fuck it, I can tease whoever I want. Psh.
"Hey gurl, nice eyeliner~" I joked. Gerard laughed a bit, and pushed some of his hair away from his face. "You wish you could have such eyeliner skills." He sassed, placing a hand on his hip sassily.
"I'm hurt." I joked. "I can't believe you would say such a thing!" I cried out, dramatically falling to the ground. "No wait, I'm sorry!" Gerard dramatically apologized, falling to the ground beside me.
"What....Is going on here?" Mikey asked, walking up with his bass guitar.
"I'm surprised you didn't wear those lace leggings to the gig." I smirked, recalling the scarring picture of Mikey from yesterday. Mikey just turned red and looked away.
"Fuck off." He muttered. "Sorry, Moikey. I was just joking." I smiled, making puppy dog eyes at him. "Psh." He sighed. "Comooonnnn, you can't say no to that face." Gerard smiled.
"I hate you guys." Mikey muttered. "We love you too Mike." I smiled, getting up from the ground. "Guys comon, the shows about to start. You guys know where Frank is?" Ray asked, walking over to us.
"I haven't seen him since he walked in, so..." Gerard shrugged. "HELLO NEW JERSEY!" A voice yelled from within the theater. "Found him." We all sighed in unison.
We all ran onto the stage. Frank was already up there for some reason. "Hey New Jersey! Are you ready to get fucking blown away??!" Gerard yelled into the mic. Many cheers ensued afterwards from the crowd.
I placed myself onto the seat near the drum set, and twiddled my drumsticks in my hands. "So, lemme introduce you to these fucks real quick." Gerard said into the mic.
He points at Mikey. "That...is Mikey." He said, before Mikey played a note on his guitar. He pointed to Ray. "That...is Ray." Gerard said. Ray also played but a few more notes this time.
"This....this is Frank." Gerard yelled. Frank, being the energetic and extra person he his, plays a guitar solo as his introduction. "And this gal over here....thats (Y/N)." Gerard smiled. I quickly did a short drum solo, and flipped my drumsticks in the air a few times.
"Now that'cha all know us, how about we blow the fucking roof off this place?!" Gerard yelled into the mic, causing the crowd to go wild. This gig was going better than any of us had expected.
Gerard smiled into the crowd, before beginning to play Skylines and Turnstiles. We played every song that we ever played in the music club, and by the end of the gig, everyone was cheering and singing along. They loved us!
"THANK YOU NEW JERSEY!" Gerard yelled, before placing the mix back, and we all walked off stage dramatically. The crowds kept cheering for us as it ended. "They loved us!" Frank smiled. "I actually was expecting them to be dead silent." Mikey laughed.
"We were too." Gerard laughed. "They liked us. They actually liked us." I repeated. It was unbelievable. We all got pulled into a group hug by Frank, and left the theater.
Everyone was walking up to us asking for pictures, autographs, hugs, and of course we obliged. Tonight was fun. Maybe being a band wouldn't be so bad.
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Bullied || Gerard Way x Reader
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