We all have that one friend, the one that brings out the worst in you, the inner demon and yet despite how much of an aristocratic or polite person you normally are, they can brainwash Darth Vader to do their bidding. You could be the god damn Queen Of Sheba that drinks fresh tea from the depths of India to stay pure...
"Now you listen, little red. You are mine. You belong to me! You are not leaving my side. I have waited too long for you and now that I have you, I'm not letting you slip through my fingers. Understood?" He growled. I smirked. "Over my undead body." *Currently Editing*
About a girl who has lived in a orphanage all her life. She moves to California to live with her biological father. His name is Billie-Joe Armstrong. All of her questions aren't answered and she still doesn't know who she is. She also meets the young singer of My Chemical Romance. What will her Dad think?
"Tell me something..." She asked, curling her fingers in my hair. "Anything. Just don't let go." I sighed, hugging her to me. "Tell me you love me." \(*~*)/ This is the story of Arie and how she got to meet her favorite band. But something is different about Billie Joe Armstrong and his two best friends Mike and Tré...
