My Misfit (Chris Motionless)

Chapter 1: Helena

A chilly night on Halloween. I was riding my Harley ’96 sportster heading to the club. My name is Helena; I’m 21 and a huge Misfits fan. I got halfway to the bar and headed to a gas station. Preps trying to act slutty for the jocks drinking and smoking. “Disgusting…” I said under my breath as I continued into the store. “10 for number 5.” I said to the nice lady at the cash register. She was kind of like me, dyed hair, punkish look, etc. “Hey you going to see the Misfits tonight?” she asked while checking out my shirt “wouldn’t miss ‘em for the world. They are amazing.” I laughed. “Awesome, well have fun hey here is my number, just in case you can’t drive.” “it’s ok, I’m not a drinker.” “Ok, we’ll have it anyways; you seem like a rad person.” She says as she hands me a paper. “aww you too, sure I’ll give u a text.” I smile as I exit out, ignoring the sick preps and jocks and head to the club.

As I reached the club I could see the fans piling in. This night is going to rock! I parked my bike, checked my hair and makeup and headed in for the night of my life!! I get to the security guard and gave him my ticket. As I entered the smoke smelling booze filled venue I went to my seat and got some root beer. There was a group of guys sitting directly two tables in front of me. The tallest one caught my eye the most. He was getting really into the music. His hair was half shaven but there was still hair growing. His eyes were blue like the sky. His eyebrows well were amazing. He was laughing and smiling. God his smile made me melt. He was perfection.

“Whoa oh oh no whoa oh oh hate breeders whoa oh oh whoa oh oh hate breeders whoa oh oh!” Michael Graves sang and pointed the mic to the crowd. The guy and I seem to be the only ones who are actually getting into it, the rest are just drunk or smoked up. I looked over to the guy, he was really attractive. I think he sensed me looking at him and looked at me. I smiled and waved. He did the same. God I was such a hopeless romantic. My last bf, well my first bf was a cheater and only in it for sex. He was an ass, always flirting with other girls. When he tells me he’s late he’s just having sex with another girl.

The night was half over and I was about to leave until one of the guys of the group walked over to me. “Hey I’m Devin, you seemed lonely and I was wondering if you want to hang with the guys and I, if it’s ok with you?”. Devin looked like the other guy a little, he had drawn on eyebrows, short hair and a alternative style to him but he was in a Sweeney Todd cosplay. “Sure thanks!” I reply. I might get to actually talk to that guy I liked.

Hey guys this is...I’m sorry what’s your name?” Devin introduced me. “Hi I’m Helena!” the guys smile and introduce themselves. A guy in a beanie and huge gauges was named Josh Balz, and yes that’s his real last name. There’s a short, shy one named Ricky. Ryan who was texting someone, perhaps girlfriend? A very strong, muscular guy named Brandon. Then, him the one I was falling for bit by bit. His name is Chris, gosh even the name made me feel comfort. I stayed cool and sat down. “So Helena, what do you do?” Ricky asked. “Hairdressing, pet sitting and playing guitar for an extra few bucks at little bars like this.” “Awesome! Sometime maybe the guys and I could listen to you play.’’ Each of them smiled.

“Yeah that would be cool!” we continued talking until the night ended. They all gave me their numbers; yes Chris gave me his number. I put my phone in my bag and headed to my apartment. This night was epic!