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chapter one

Luna pov

"Luna! Get out of bed now! You're going to be late for school!"  my mum yells as I roll out of bed.

She doesn't understand me, she bosses me about while does nothing all day. Being 12 is harder then anything else.

I pull on my horrible school uniform and look in disgust at the green blazer. As I throw my long, wavy black hair into a messy bun, I look in the mirror and decide that I need to re apply my eyeliner from yesterday. Once I am sure there is a thick black ring around my bright green eyes, I deem myself ready to go to school.

I look through the drawers by my bed and pull out my headphones and phone, and try to look for my playlist.

I click on it and the voice of Frybo Plane fills my ears. Oh how I wish I could go to a Poisoned Thoughts concert, they're my favourite EVER!! I want to be like Immy when I'm older, I absolutely love playing around on the bass guitars at school. (immy is cool)

I grab my black school bag and make my way downstairs.

"Oi Luna grab me a beer," my dad yells at me. I walk over to the fridge and pull out a pack of 6 for him so he won't whine about it when i get home.

I start my walk to school, my beaten up converse on my feet and ready to face the day.

-time skip to after school brought to you by gerard way-

As i walk back into my house my mum yells at me to go and get changed and pack a bag because she's kicking me out.
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WAIT WHAT?!!

"MUM YOU CAN'T DO THAT!" I yell loudly.

"YES I CAN YOU UNGRATEFUL BITCH," she yells back, "NOW GO!"

I walk up to my room and put on a My Chemical Romance tshirt, black ripped jeans and a black hoodie. I throw various items of clothing into a backpack and run out of the house as soon as I can.

I run into town, to see if i could find shelter for the night. As i'm running i bump into someone.

"woah woah woahhh, watch it," a voice i recognise says. I haven't looked up yet, i'm too embarrassed. I can't quite pinpoint the voice though.

"Leave her alone Emogin she looks scared," wait, Emogin? B-but that's what they call Imogen from PT in interviews...

"Meh alright Frybo," now that's weird.

The pair of feet i front of me disappear, and someone else's take their place.

"You alright?" I look up to see the face of Block Mavis, surrounded my Frybo, Charlotte, Summer and Immy.

Holy shit...