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Cover Me In Gasoline

During the first half of English I was finishing up my story. It was an assignment that we'd been given a last week. We had to write a mini novel that was at least 120 pages front and back.
I decided to make mine about a kid rock star who became super famous when he was 11 and 6 years after he made it big he was diagnosed with terminal cancer. In reaction to his diagnosis he decides that in order to have a greater afterlife he has to have all his loved ones with him, so he starts to slowly kill everyone who matters to him.

I was right in the middle of writing his brother's death scene when the principal paged the class room. He wanted Gerard and I to join him in his office right away. Gerard was out the door and down the hall by the time I stood up from my desk. When I managed to catch up to him I was curious as to why he was in such a hurry.

"You okay?"

"Yeah I'm fine, but something just told me to get out of that room. I felt like I needed to leave so it was a blessing in disguise."

"Why disguise?"

"Cus I hate talking to Vanderbut. He always sounds like a child molester when he talks to me!"

"Shh! People can hear you!" I whispered.

He stopped and turned slowly on his heels like Freddy from Scooby Doo."Jankies Frankie I think.." He edged."nobody else is here!" His voice dropped back to normal.

I giggled. Gerard is actually quite the outlaw. Wanting to skip class, calling the dude Vanderbut, AND being sarcastic. Well, maybe not an outlaw but, definitely not what I expected. Not to mention he pretty hilarious too.

We slid through the entrance to the general office. Vanderbut was waiting (almost impatiently) beside his office door. His foot was tapping in harmony with his finger.

"Quick now boys, we haven't anytime to waist!" He was speaking in such a posh tone. Something was definitely up."So I here you two young men have occupied the first two spaces in our little group of festival goers! Congratulations are definitely in order, it's a very tough cut to make." Why so cheery? " So Gerard how are you, did Mr. Reid explain to you the AP Calculus? Are you understanding it a lot better now?"

"Yes actually thank you for helping me out by the way! But, uh, Mr.Vanderbelt, I don't mean to sound intuitive but is everything okay? Did something happen because you seem as if you aren't telling us something."

"Oh goodness Mr. Way sometimes I find you a little too smart.." Gerard looked down at his feet, almost shamefully." but there is nothing that I can't tell you, especially this. This morning around 3 AM your brother Michael was found, asleep with a week pulse, he was admitted to Belleville Advanced Medical Hospital. About 20 minutes after he was admitted he started drooling blood so now he's undergoing a few tests and is being labeled as a patient in critical condition. That means that by policy we need to inform you and all relatives that attend the school. Even though Frank is not a relative he is for some reason listed under Michael's emergency student contacts."

Gerard was silent."...so, can Gerard go and be with him. I mean I can go or stay, but--" I started. Vanderbut cut off my sentence.

"Oh yes of course, of course, and Frank if you decide to stay would you be so nice as to collect Gerard's homework for him and give it to him?"

"Yeah sure!"

Gerard was still silent.

"Mr. Way I'll have a teacher on rep escort you to the hospital."

I stood up. Gerard was still not moving or speaking. I bent down and wrapped him in a full upper body hug. He slowly started to hug back and eventually...I was fully embraced.

I left the office just before the lunch be rang. It was seriously lonely being the only one eating at my table, so I grabbed my edibles and stuffed them in my bag. Then, I headed off to the music room. It was hard for me to practice, because my mind was so off balance. I couldn't help but think about that moment with Gerard. I started writing mindlessly and by the time the bell rang to head off to class, I'd written 4 rifts and a bridge. But, the weirdest part about it wasn't the song lyrics...it was the fact that...I was smiling like an idiot fool. But, why?

Notes

Hey Punkins! Sorry about the whole 3 day delay
I was just working on an art piece
And of course....school work.
Anyway it's finally time for the
AMAZING FANTASIZELY thing to happen
Thanks For Reading!!
-AToxicKilljoy

Comments

i am happy its back this is th first update since the first month of me being on this site

yeah your back :)l

really! your not fucking with me are you ? YES THIS IS SO GREAT

I love the plot summary. "90 pounds of salt"

I love the plot summary. "90 pounds of salt"