FRANK DRIVES A FUCKING MUSTANG. And he tried saying my mopar is better.
I stayed awake most of that night, thinking about Frank. I wanted to know everything that was possible to find out about Frank Iero.
I started planning the next day, what we would do. Not many people know what goes on inside my head, seriously, only two people, and they don't know fully. Mikey and Grandma Elena.
I decided I would show Frank inside my mind, completely let him in. I was finally able to sleep after I decided.
Tomorrow will be perfect.

~~~~~~~~Time lapse because snoring is so fun to read about (yes, Gee snores.)~~~~~~~~~~

I woke up at 7am. Seriously? Oh well, COFFEE. I got up to make my coffee and while I waited for the jug to boil, Mikey asked what my 'big plans for the day' were. I didn't even know he was in here. Sneaky fucker.
"It's big. I've decided to let Frank know every dark corner of my mind." I grinned at the happy thoughts of how I would show him.
"YOU FUCKING WHAT. I DON'T EVEN KNOW YOU THAT WELL, AND I'M YOUR FUCKING BROTHER!"
"It's because we're brothers you probably shouldn't know," I said with a wink, "besides, if I'm completely open and honest with Frank, he should be the same with me, right?"
He looked really fucking pissed. Okay, exaggeration, he had an eyebrow raised. Which was the Mikey equivalent of a bright red face screwed up in anger.
"Sorry Gee, but you've only known him for a few days. I think it's too soon."
I shrugged. "Your opinion."
Once I made my coffee, I went back down to my room and started putting up all the drawings and paintings I could fit on my walls and left the rest on my desk in a neat pile. I set up a geeky corner with all my Batman, Star Wars, Lord Of The Rings and other nerdy shit. Everything seemed perfect at that point, except me, in an oversized worn out Madonna shirt and Darth Vader boxers. I needed to change. Fuck it, makeup doesn't hurt. I changed into a Black Flag shirt, the tightest black skinny jeans I own, my favourite black leather jacket, my signature combat boots people know me for wearing literally everywhere, black eyeliner with red eyeshadow and I fixed my hair to look messy with a purpose, perfect.
I sat on my bed writing a few songs waiting for Frank to get here. I cant fucking wait for him too see all this.

Notes

HEY GUYS SORRY ABOUT WAITING A WEEK FOR AN UPDATE MY WEEK WAS CRAZY.
On Monday I had my laptop taken off me and mum only gave it back the other day, when I was swamped with other shit to do :c I HAVEN'T FORGOTTEN ABOUT YOU GUYS! I was writing a little bit every chance I got (wasn't much but hey, AN UPDATE!)
I love you guys so fucking much, my amazing little baby bats :L MUAHAHAHA YOU ARE ALL NOW MY ARMY OF BABY BATS. just kidding, still love you guys though c':

CHARACTER COMPETITION!
here's all you need to either comment or message me:
their name, sex, description of their appearance, a few of their interests, if you want anything else about them just add it in! the more the better! I'll be accepting 3 characters this time, I'll probably have another competition in a few weeks because i get really bad writers block :/
IF YOU CREATE A GUY HE COULD BE MIKEYS SECRET BOYFRIEND.... just a little motivation c;

Title credit: Little Pills - Devilskin
(my dads friend Nail is the guitarist) :L
~Chrissiewillkill