Demolition Lovers
Chapter 2: Gerard's Journal Entry
She fainted. Just fainted. I looked at Mikey. He was smiling.
"Hey..Mikey?" I asked him in a whispered voice.
"Yeah?" He said still smiling.
"Are you alright?" I said. I patted him on the back. He looked at me as if I were an idiot.
"Of course I'm alright you retard!!" He said a bit louder. I shrugged my shoulders and looked at everyone else.
"What are we going to do to...I mean with her?" Ray asked.
"What are we supposed to do?" Frank replied. "We have to take her!"
"YES!" Mikey replied, extremely enthusiastic. Mikey ran over to her, he looked at her for a minute. Her pale almost pinkish complexion, white blonde hair with purple dye, which started right under her chin, and ran all the way to the tips of her hair. He ran his hand through her hair. Then put her arms around his neck, one hand under her knees, and on hand under her arms. "Okay, let's go!"
The remaining three of us looked at each other while Mikey headed to the tour bus, confused about Mikey's enthusiasm. We shrugged it off and headed towards the bus. Mikey was already way ahead of us. Already on the bus I think. So we jogged to catch up.
As soon as we got on the bus, we noticed the girl was lying on the couch, and she already had a cold towel on her head. The three of us stared at Mikey, as he was totally oblivious to the rest of the world at this moment. He stroked her hair again. Ray pulled the door closed. Mikey looked our way and straightened up. He stood straight up. His smile disappeared. He walked away.
Meanwhile...the strange girls eyes had fluttered open. Which is actually happening right now so I probably should go.
Mikey ran towards the girl. He stared in her blue eyes.
"What happened?" She said softly and quietly. It was a whisper, but so smooth.
"You fainted," Mikey said as he leaned into her, he whispered it in her ear. She caught a glimpse of Gerard. She pushed Mikey aside, he looked hurt.
"OMFG! GERARD WAY!!!" She screamed.
"Well we know you're alive at least," Frank said,
"OMFG I DON'T KNOW YOU!!!" Gerard replied, mocking her.
"Oh I'm Joanne. Joanne McNeil," Joanne said confidently.
"Joanne...Joanne...Joanne..." Mikey muttered.
"Where are you from?" Frank asked.
"Downtown Toronto. I'm 18. University student," She replied.
"Oh. 18. Great. Around my age," Mikey muttered again.
"How long are you guys here for?" Joanne asked.
"A few weeks, we have a few conferences to attend," Ray replied.
"CAN WE KEEP HER?!?!?!?" Frank screamed.
"What do you think, Joanne. Can we keep you?" Gerard asked.
"So let me get this straight. My car breaks down. I meet you. I faint. I come on your tour bus. You find out I live here. You're staying here for a few weeks. And you still want me to stay with you guys?" she says, counting off the things that happened on her fingers.
"Yes," all the boys except Mikey say in unison.
"My car needs to break down more often!!" Joanne says.
"Hey..Mikey?" I asked him in a whispered voice.
"Yeah?" He said still smiling.
"Are you alright?" I said. I patted him on the back. He looked at me as if I were an idiot.
"Of course I'm alright you retard!!" He said a bit louder. I shrugged my shoulders and looked at everyone else.
"What are we going to do to...I mean with her?" Ray asked.
"What are we supposed to do?" Frank replied. "We have to take her!"
"YES!" Mikey replied, extremely enthusiastic. Mikey ran over to her, he looked at her for a minute. Her pale almost pinkish complexion, white blonde hair with purple dye, which started right under her chin, and ran all the way to the tips of her hair. He ran his hand through her hair. Then put her arms around his neck, one hand under her knees, and on hand under her arms. "Okay, let's go!"
The remaining three of us looked at each other while Mikey headed to the tour bus, confused about Mikey's enthusiasm. We shrugged it off and headed towards the bus. Mikey was already way ahead of us. Already on the bus I think. So we jogged to catch up.
As soon as we got on the bus, we noticed the girl was lying on the couch, and she already had a cold towel on her head. The three of us stared at Mikey, as he was totally oblivious to the rest of the world at this moment. He stroked her hair again. Ray pulled the door closed. Mikey looked our way and straightened up. He stood straight up. His smile disappeared. He walked away.
Meanwhile...the strange girls eyes had fluttered open. Which is actually happening right now so I probably should go.
Mikey ran towards the girl. He stared in her blue eyes.
"What happened?" She said softly and quietly. It was a whisper, but so smooth.
"You fainted," Mikey said as he leaned into her, he whispered it in her ear. She caught a glimpse of Gerard. She pushed Mikey aside, he looked hurt.
"OMFG! GERARD WAY!!!" She screamed.
"Well we know you're alive at least," Frank said,
"OMFG I DON'T KNOW YOU!!!" Gerard replied, mocking her.
"Oh I'm Joanne. Joanne McNeil," Joanne said confidently.
"Joanne...Joanne...Joanne..." Mikey muttered.
"Where are you from?" Frank asked.
"Downtown Toronto. I'm 18. University student," She replied.
"Oh. 18. Great. Around my age," Mikey muttered again.
"How long are you guys here for?" Joanne asked.
"A few weeks, we have a few conferences to attend," Ray replied.
"CAN WE KEEP HER?!?!?!?" Frank screamed.
"What do you think, Joanne. Can we keep you?" Gerard asked.
"So let me get this straight. My car breaks down. I meet you. I faint. I come on your tour bus. You find out I live here. You're staying here for a few weeks. And you still want me to stay with you guys?" she says, counting off the things that happened on her fingers.
"Yes," all the boys except Mikey say in unison.
"My car needs to break down more often!!" Joanne says.
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3/23/13