My Immortal (Abducted by Grammar Nazis)

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

AN: STOP FLAMMING DA STORY PREPZ OK! odderwize fangs 2 da goffik ppl 4 da good reveiws! FANGS AGEN RAVEN! oh yeah, BTW I don’t own dis or da lyrics 4 Good Chralotte.

{Trans: Stop flaming the story preps okay! (What is “flaming”?) Otherwise thanks to the gothic people for the good reviews! Thanks again Raven! Oh yeah, by the way, I don’t own this or the lyrics for Good Charlotte.}

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On the night of the concert I put on my black lace-up boots with high heels. Underneath them were ripped red fishnets. Then I put on a black leather mini dress with all this corset stuff {Yes I kept this.} on the back and front. I put on two matching fishnets on my arms. I straightened my hair and made it look spiky. I felt a little depressed then, so I slit one of my wrists. I read a depressing book while I waited for it to stop bleeding and I listened to some Good Charlotte. I painted my nails black and put on tons of black eyeliner. Then I put on some black lipstick. I didn’t put on foundation because I was pale anyway. I drank some human blood so I was ready to go to the concert.

I went outside. Draco was waiting there in front of his flying car. He was wearing a Simple Plan t-shirt, because they would play at the show too, baggy black skater pants, black nail polish and a little eyeliner (AN: A lot fo kewl boiz wer it ok!) {Trans: A lot of cool boys wear it okay!}.

“Hi Draco!” I said in a depressed voice.

“Hi Ebony.” he said back. We walked into his flying black Mercedes-Benz and flew to the place where the concert was held. On the way we listened excitedly to Good Charlotte and Marilyn Manson. We both smoked cigarettes and drugs. {Oh don’t do that.} When we got there, we both hopped out of the car. We went to the mosh pit at the front of the stage and jumped up and down as we listened to Good Charlotte.

“You come in cold, you're covered in blood

They're all so happy you've arrived

The doctor cuts your cord, hands you to your mom

She sets you free into this life.” sang Joel (I don’t own da lyrics 2 dat song) {Trans: I don’t own the lyrics for that song.}.

“Joel is so f***ing hot.” I said to Draco, pointing to him as he sung, filling the club with his amazing voice.

Suddenly Draco looked sad.

“What’s wrong?” I asked as we moshed to the music. Then I caught on.

“Hey, it’s ok I don’t like him better than you!” I said.

“Really?” asked Draco sensitively and he put his arm around me all protective.

“Really.” I said. “Besides I don’t even know Joel and he’s going out with Hilary f***ing Duff. I f***ing hate that little b*tch.” I said disgustedly, thinking of her ugly blonde face. {Ha-ha her face is blonde.}

The night went on really well, and I had a great time. So did Draco. After the concert, we drank some beer and asked Benji and Joel for their autographs and photos with them. We got Good Charlotte concert tees. Draco and I crawled back into the Mercedes-Benz, but Draco didn’t go back into Hogwarts, instead he drove the car into the Forbidden Forest!

{DUN DUN DUUUUUNN!}