Break for This
Bullet In a Flock of Doves
Gerard'sP.O.V
While we were walking in the mall Frank "just had to go in" every store with band merch. By the time we left he had about 7 bags of shirts and 4 bags of pants, plus 2 bags of belts and 2 new pairs of sneakers.
Self Note: Never tell Frank to get 'anything he likes' EVER again.
It was around 6 when we left the mall. I swear I won't be going back there 'tillI die. My version of shopping is just going to the comic book store, the grocery store, and sometimes Wal-Mart. When we got home Frank was quick to run upstairs and look at his new wardrobe. I had no choice but to follow seeing as he grabbed my hand. I couldn't even drop my keys and take off my shoes.
He flung me onto our bed as if we were playing ring half way around the rosie. As I finally got control of my spinning head, I pushed my back against the wall. Before I could even try to untie my shoes, Frank picked up my leg and moved it over so now I looked like a starfish. I guess he wanted to arrange his clothes in a line on the bed and my leg was in the way.
I felt as if I was watching a repetitive infomercial as he explained to me all his shirts and what band they were.
"I have eyes you know, I can see the band name and the logo".
"I know but I like telling you anyway" He said carrying on with his wardrobe showcase.
By the time he finished explaining his shirts, I felt like I went shopping all over again. Then I realized he was going to showcase all his new pants and belts. I was not sitting through that.
I managed to get out of it by telling him I was going to start dinner. I had no idea what I was going to make. I just wanted something simple so I went into the freezer and pulled out one of Frank's pizzas, hell it was as good as any. He came down after about 10 minutes.
"Hey I just realized that all of my other clothes are really outdated".
"What do you mean outdated, they're more like vintage" I said trying to get off the clothing topic.
"No, whats vintage is your shoes, aren't they from like Gr.11 or something" He said looking down at my shoes.
"Actually it's Gr.12 and they are classics" I responded finally taking my shoes off.
"Ooh sassy, anyways classic, vintage, old, whatever they are you need new ones before we go to Hawaii" He looked genuinely worried as if my feet would catch fire if I didn't get new ones.
"Well, i'm not going to back to the mall for a long time so they'll have to do, besides they aren't that bad".
"Yeah, sure they're not" His sarcasm slightly leaking in his words.
"On a different note, can you get out 2 plates and set them up in the living room, dinner is almost done" I said turning to put on an oven glove.
"Why in the living room?" He asked.
" The Horror Movie Classics Marathon starts at8 and the first movie is 'Jaws' " I said a little bit psyched.
"Wow, I haven't seen 'Jaws' since I was a kid"
"You watched 'Jaws' as a kid?'' I said really surprised.
"Babe, I was born on Halloween, horror movies are in my blood" He smirked.
"True" I agreed.
When the movie started we were sitting on the floor. We looked at each other once throughout the whole movie. I love horror movies and so does he, so it's not like one of us got bored and tried to talk to the other.
During the commercials I got up and got us drinks. When the movie ended we saw the commercial for the next movie which was 'Jaws 2'. We looked at each other and both decided to watch the whole marathon.
By the time 'Jaws 3' ended we were wide awake because we both drank our weight in energy drinks and coffee. I felt just like a little kid having a sleepover with his best friend. Except there was most likely going to be a lot of making out by the end of our energy high. Damn, I love coffee and today I just couldn't get enough. I haven't drank this much coffee since college.
While we were walking in the mall Frank "just had to go in" every store with band merch. By the time we left he had about 7 bags of shirts and 4 bags of pants, plus 2 bags of belts and 2 new pairs of sneakers.
Self Note: Never tell Frank to get 'anything he likes' EVER again.
It was around 6 when we left the mall. I swear I won't be going back there 'tillI die. My version of shopping is just going to the comic book store, the grocery store, and sometimes Wal-Mart. When we got home Frank was quick to run upstairs and look at his new wardrobe. I had no choice but to follow seeing as he grabbed my hand. I couldn't even drop my keys and take off my shoes.
He flung me onto our bed as if we were playing ring half way around the rosie. As I finally got control of my spinning head, I pushed my back against the wall. Before I could even try to untie my shoes, Frank picked up my leg and moved it over so now I looked like a starfish. I guess he wanted to arrange his clothes in a line on the bed and my leg was in the way.
I felt as if I was watching a repetitive infomercial as he explained to me all his shirts and what band they were.
"I have eyes you know, I can see the band name and the logo".
"I know but I like telling you anyway" He said carrying on with his wardrobe showcase.
By the time he finished explaining his shirts, I felt like I went shopping all over again. Then I realized he was going to showcase all his new pants and belts. I was not sitting through that.
I managed to get out of it by telling him I was going to start dinner. I had no idea what I was going to make. I just wanted something simple so I went into the freezer and pulled out one of Frank's pizzas, hell it was as good as any. He came down after about 10 minutes.
"Hey I just realized that all of my other clothes are really outdated".
"What do you mean outdated, they're more like vintage" I said trying to get off the clothing topic.
"No, whats vintage is your shoes, aren't they from like Gr.11 or something" He said looking down at my shoes.
"Actually it's Gr.12 and they are classics" I responded finally taking my shoes off.
"Ooh sassy, anyways classic, vintage, old, whatever they are you need new ones before we go to Hawaii" He looked genuinely worried as if my feet would catch fire if I didn't get new ones.
"Well, i'm not going to back to the mall for a long time so they'll have to do, besides they aren't that bad".
"Yeah, sure they're not" His sarcasm slightly leaking in his words.
"On a different note, can you get out 2 plates and set them up in the living room, dinner is almost done" I said turning to put on an oven glove.
"Why in the living room?" He asked.
" The Horror Movie Classics Marathon starts at8 and the first movie is 'Jaws' " I said a little bit psyched.
"Wow, I haven't seen 'Jaws' since I was a kid"
"You watched 'Jaws' as a kid?'' I said really surprised.
"Babe, I was born on Halloween, horror movies are in my blood" He smirked.
"True" I agreed.
When the movie started we were sitting on the floor. We looked at each other once throughout the whole movie. I love horror movies and so does he, so it's not like one of us got bored and tried to talk to the other.
During the commercials I got up and got us drinks. When the movie ended we saw the commercial for the next movie which was 'Jaws 2'. We looked at each other and both decided to watch the whole marathon.
By the time 'Jaws 3' ended we were wide awake because we both drank our weight in energy drinks and coffee. I felt just like a little kid having a sleepover with his best friend. Except there was most likely going to be a lot of making out by the end of our energy high. Damn, I love coffee and today I just couldn't get enough. I haven't drank this much coffee since college.
Notes
My little reality fast took less time then I thought and now I have the next 3 chapters written.
They should be up by tomorrow night.
They are pretty crazy.
Thanks for Reading!!!
-AToxicKilljoy
@Stitches
They're pretty wicked but Seance is my favorite out of the Academy 'Children'.
3/13/14