Abbeystead Academy for Elite Individuals (Frerard)

 I moved to England with my Aunt Marie and Uncle Prescott after my mom gave up taking care of me.She was a broke,lowlife,drunk, who had run out of money and cared more about alchohol money than she did me.

Aunt Marie and Uncle Prescott were from the other side of the family, we never really talked to them. Uncle Prescott, was my dad's brother. My dad had passed away when I was twelve (i'm seventeen now). My mom gave up on life, becoming addicted to drinkable suicide,then completely shut me out.

My aunt & uncle pittied her. Aunt Marie trying many times to befriend her and be of help,but being turned away. They were weary of me living with her since my dad's passing, but stayed out of it. When they found out my mom was gonna put me up for foster care,they came straight away to whisk me off to England to live with them.

Uncle Prescott and Aunt Marie were pretty good people. Uncle Prescott treated me like a son, taking care of me,even getting me into one of the top ranked school's.Suggesting to the headmaster,his best friend, I was brilliant with a pen in hand and a peice of paper.

This is when I met the bitchy, platinum blonde,drama student, and ruiner of my life named Gerard Way. He is the headmaster's son at Abbeystead Academy for Elite Individuals. I hate his guts,he's so full of himself! He makes me just want to rip my fucking head off!

He very much enjoys making my life a living hell.Getting me angry and flustered, then suggesting I have a "crush" on him. Well I hope he eventually gets it through his thick,egotistical skull that I'd never fancy a fucking narrow-minded, arrogant, conceited jerk.

To top it all off,Mikey Way,my only new friend in this place,is related to the fucker.