How To Be Scene <3 (A scene/emo story)

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(A/N): Hello Waaattpaaad!!! This is my first every story, YAY ;D And i'd love if you all helped out nd pitched in ideas for my first book(: 5 Votes and 5 Comments for next chapter(: Enjoy!!!

(Jase POV)

Hai! Im Jase! (Pronounced: Jace) Im scene and proud! I'm 14 years old, 116 pounds. Im skinny but i have a load of muscle, I have Blonde hair and brown eyes, tan skin,  and I live with my Dad. Right now im packing to move from St. Paul, Minnesota to Santa Cruz in California. My dad got Legal Custody of me last year when my parents got a divorce :c. My dad travels all around the world so I live by myself most of the time. My dad is the kinda dad who goes on long business trips and and spends time with me when hes off. Hes the fun type that lets you do whatever you want, but be back by curfew. 

"Honey! Are you almost done packing?" My dad shouted down the hall in our 2 bedroom apartment. It was a large apartment for 2 bedrooms. Really fancy if you must ask.

"Yeah! Hold on one sec! Almost doonee!" I replied. Shoving my last BOTDF Shirts in to my box of clothes. My dad was a billionaire, I pretty much got whatever i wanted but that wasn't much. I was grateful i had a roof over my head and clothes on my body, what else could i need? I grabbed the last box and carried it to the door of the apartment, I smiled and opened the door with my foot and waddled down the hallway to the elevator. Yes, elevator, the building was amazingly HUGE! 8 stories to be exact. I hoped out of the elevator and skipped to the loading truck, it was nearly full with white leather couches and chairs, dining table, hottub, and a chandelier. The rest were boxes of clothes and personal items. Chris (My dad, i call him Chris, don't ask, its a inside joke we have) said that i could get all new furniture for my room when we get there. We're moving to a beach house (More like mansion), and i would have to make friends, since i hardly had any here. I closed the back of the Moving Truck and hoped into our Limo. Bob, our chaeffer closed the door and my dad sat there on his phone. He put his finger to his lips and that told me it was a business call. I nodded in reply and put in my Gummy Bear headphones and Fallen Angels came on, and i closed my eyes and hummed along to the song.

We are the in between, cast down as sons of war, struck to the earth like lightning on this world we're torn, we won't cause the pain of living out their law, take joy in who you are we know our wings are flawed. We're bored to death in heaven and down alone in hell.

We only want to be ourselves. We scream, we shout, we are the fallen angels. We scream, we shout, woah, woah. To those who sing alone, no need to feel this sorrow. We scream, we shout, woah we are the fallen angels. Follow the morning star, a land where darkness failed. The passion left unholy, now you found yourself. We have nowhere to go, No one to wish us well

A cry to find our home, our stories they will tell. We're bored to death in heaven and down alone in hell.

I opened my eyes and relized i had fallen asleep, I looked around and my dad was on his laptop, he closed it and looked at me and smiled.

"We're here."

(A/N): SOOOO ;D howed you guys like it?! Comment and vote please! ik its my first story and this chapter is unedited c:< More characters will be added when she moves in! muahahha! I have most of the story planned out and it will all together be 50 Chapters, and a sequel with maybe 60(: Ik, I like to have alot of chapters but i promise you they will be intertaining! Ideas, questions, comment!

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 15, 2012 ⏰

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