Eric Carr's POV:
this is the weekend. My first weekend at the frat house. I never had a weekend away from ma and pa. With my scholarship I also wasn't going home any time soon. I had started getting feelings for Eric Singer. I wasn't gay. I had always been straight. But it felt so damn right.
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Paul's POV:
The weekend. What is there to say about it? It's the weekend. That's all i know. Gene Klein came up to my room. "Hey Stanley. You look sad what's wrong?" Klein said. "My mom passed today" I reply. Gene takes me in his warm and loving embrace. His hair smelled good. Like strawberries.
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Gene's POV:
After going blind I realized that losing 1 sense does not enhance your others. I walked into a wall straight after my surgery. When I went to talk to Stanley, he obviously was hiding something from me. If it's about his microtia, i already know. He is hiding something and i will get it out. I mean, I already know about Monique. So why wouldn't i know about Stanley's microtia. Yeah i know I'm the best.
Ace's POV:
So that was the longest detention I ever served. Monique the first born of me, was fast asleep. Her mom had abandoned her with a note saying "Paul, you dope. You knocked me up. Here's your kid.". That was the best day of my entire 18 years of existence. Well, other than meeting her mother. I played a Beatles record, Sgt. Pepper's lonely hearts club band. The record was spinning and that inspired me to write a track called parasite. The first line was getting finished when Monique woke up. "Dada". That was her first word.
Peter's POV:
Monique was Paul's top priority. Paul Daniel frehley. What can you say about him. Other that the fact he's laid-back. He was playing an album. Paulie was alone with Monique most of the time. It was like he didn't have any time for me. I hated that fact whilst I loved Paul.
