"Give a cheer for all the broken, listen here, because it's who we are," I sing along to my new favorite song as I clean my room. This song has been on repeat for the past 3 days, oops? I don't care.
My music temporarily stopped... I got a text.
To: Me
From: Asa Bubby<3
What song are you listening to now?? Surprisingly, I can't hear it!!
To: Asa Bubby<3
From: Me
I've been working om that haha!! And Welcome to the Black Parade by My Chemical Romance
To: Me
From: Asa Bubby<3
Om nom nom:P
I sent him question marks. He sent me a screenshot of the spelling error and I laugh. I look across the street at Asa and smile. As I get up to bring the laundry basket downstairs, I wave to Asa and shut the blinds.
This guy is a stalker, I swear.
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I was 'getting ready' to go to the cafe with Gemma. The reason i put that in air quotes was because the only thing I changed from my pajamas was my fluffy purple pants. So basically I was wearing the same white tee shirt and my hair was still up in the high, messy ponytail. I didn't even bother with makeup.
My phone beeped.
"NOTIFICATION!" I squealed. What? I'm a loser. It's amazing if I even get a text.
*@GerardWay: Good- Morning Afternoon Evening Late night*
*@FrancescaBanker: GOOD AFTERNOON!!!*
I replied. I love Twitter.
I then put on some mascara and pencil liner, what if I saw Gerard walking on the street!
I grabbed my wristlet and moccisans since Gemma would be picking me up any minute.
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"Wait, so, is that going to be like, your bridge?" Gemma asked as we walked into the small cafe.
"I guess!"
Gemma squeals and opens the door, but quickly shuts it.
"I'm not in the mood for a cafe. How about pizza? Let's get pizza!"
I stare at her like she grew three heads and enter the cafe.
I originally asked Asa to come to the cafe with me. He was busy because his grandmother was in town.
IAsa's grandmother looks a lot like Payton. And, I might be wrong, but aren't a grandmother as grandchild not supposed to make out?
"Busy my ass," I say through gritted teeth.
"I told you not to go in there!
"No, I'm glad I did. Come on, lets go get some pizza," we link arms and go to the pizza shop two stores down.
Gemma stares out the window behind me.
"Be right back, bathroom."
She's not going to the bathroom. I turn around and look out the window; Gemma is screaming at Asa and Payton who has a smug look on her face. I scowl. "Bitch." And go back to my pizza.
The chair across from me pulls out from the table. "How was the-- Oh, Asa! Bye." I deadpan the last part.
I push the chair out from under me, abruptly may I add, and begin to walk away.
"Francesca--"
Back still turned to Asa, I flip him off.
"Here," I put money in Gemma's hand at the doorway and begin the journey to my house.
'Mine'.
I scoff.
He called me that night.
"Listen, Francesca."
"No. I hate you, Asa. I hate you... I hate you!"
"You never heard my side of--"
"I hate you!"
Asa left to film two days after that. I haven't spoken him since.
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A/N: I'm not gonna update for a really long time, I'm going to Turks and Caicos soon and I have cheer practice, and school is coming up. Sorry bout that:( PLEASE DON'T STOP READING I BEG OF YOU!!
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FanfictionFrancesca's life wasn't 100% normal. But it's about to get even less normal. Since her mother has gotten a promotion, she is forced to move to Islington. Being she's quite well at science, she takes a class one year up... and it's not that easy. She...
