Demolition Lovers (A Gerard Way Story)

Chapter Six; The Old Meets The New

*BEEP BEEP BEEP*

My alarm clock blared in my sleepy ears. I trudged out of bed, and into the bathroom. Stripping down to my birthday suit, I turned on the shower, and locked the connecting door to Gerard's room. I really don't need Gee walking in and getting an eye full. 

I climbed into the shower letting the hot water work it's magic on the knots on my back, and neck. Lathering up my spearmint shampoo, I massaged it into my scalp, and did the rest of my shower routine. Hoping the shower would wake me up. Mint is a stimulant after all. 

After around 15 minutes, I got out, brushed my teeth, applied makeup, dried my hair, and went back to my room where I changed into real clothes. I threw on my black Beatles v-neck shirt, with some light colored slightly ripped jeans, with my worn out converse. Paring everything with my star jewelry, and typical makeup of black eye shadow, and pale lips. All in all, I think I was going to make a decent impression. I mean I'm just a drummer. No one is really going to be seeing me anyways.

I walked out of my room, and tiptoed into Gerard's. There he was laying all askew, on his belly, head buried under his pillow. His black comforter, was wrapped between his legs, but other than that he was visible. He was just in his boxers. Wouldn't be the first time I had seem a man in his boxers, hell for the longest time that's pretty much all Kyle and his friends wore at our house. And plus, you've seen a man in swim trunks, you've pretty much seen them in their underwear. 

Looking at my roommate with nothing but humor on my face, as he mumbled and twitched, was funny. He seemed to be just like Kyle in that regard. Mumbles, turn, mumbles, hug pillow, snorts. Yeah, just like Kyle. He seemed like he would be difficult to wake up. Time to go with a tried and true tactic...yelling. 

"GEE WAKE UP WE'RE GOING TO BE LATE!"

I watched as Gerard mumbled some incoherent words, and turned over on his stomach. After the movie, we were both filled with Tai food, and sleepy. So we had returned to our rooms and called it a night. And this man was still sleeping. I mean, I had already showered again, and gotten dressed. Gee, well....he was still in his The Flash boxers. I  couldn't say much though, I was wearing Hello Kitty underwear, matching bra and everything. I started kicking him, trying anything to wake him up. Yup, just like Kyle.

"Mmph. Five more minutes Mikes. I promise we wont be late for school."

I started giggling....again. Man was going to be the death to my sanity.

"Gee, you're not at home, and I aint Mikes. Now get up. We're going to be late for orientation."

"Go without me."

"Fine, more coffee for me then."

At those words a blur of almost naked Gee bolted out of bed, and into the bathroom. I busted out laughing, he was certainly living up to his boxers. Within minutes I heard the shower turn on, and off. Before I knew it he was out, his hair wet, and messily tousled....and he was naked. I quickly averted my eyes, and made a B-line for the door, and to the kitchen. When I got there he was running into the kitchen behind me. Jeans on, Joy Division shirt on, and he was hopping around trying to put his shoes on, with a toothbrush hanging out of his mouth. I tried so hard (and failed miserably) to not bust out laughing at the sight of him. What a goofball, but he was my goofball roommate, and I was glad this was the kind of person I was stuck with. 

I was sitting on the counter, watching him...as if he was an exciting new exhibit at the zoo, giggling, leasurly drinking my coffee, and opening a package of pop-tarts. He looked up, and glared at me. 

"Well what the hell are you just sitting there for. Come on woman we gotta go. We're going to be late."

"Calm your tits bitch, we still have an hour."