Who Are You?

Chapter 8

Nothing really interesting happened for the rest of the morning or lunch. It wasn’t until my 4th lesson, PE, did things get interesting. You see, I may not remember anything, but I am pretty sure by my scrawny physique, that I don’t like sports. I was pretty happy for an excuse to get out of it, I mean having broken ribs, collar bone, arm and leg seems like a pretty good reason to not do PE. And luckily for me, it was. I was sent to what the students call the misfit room. It was a classroom in which all students who can’t take part in PE for some reason or another, sit in and chill. They’re supposed to do work but they don’t get supervised so... I walked (hobbled) into the misfit room and was stunned by the people in there. There were only 3 guys and to be honest I thought there would be more. The first was a guy with shoulder length brown hair; he was tanned with brown eyes and a nose ring. The second who was lying on floor next to the first guy head in the guys lap also had shoulder length brown hair but it flicked up at the ends. Brown eyes and was tanned but not as tanned as the first guy. The last guy was sitting on a desk at the front of the room talking to the other two. He had mid length hair, covering his ears, browny amber eyes and spoke with a British accent. The thing that caught my eye though, was the tattoo that peaked out from under the sleeve of his shirt. When I walked into the room they all looked up at me. The first guy smiled at me and gave me a half wave.
“Hey I’m Vic Fuentes, this adorable motherfucker is my boyfriend Kellin Bostwick and that dork is Oli Sykes.” The other two waved at me as well. I would have waved had it not been for the crutches.
“Hey, I’m Mikey Way.” Oli looked at me quizzically before asking.
“I don’t mean to pry but, what the fuck happened to you?” I realised how bad I must have looked and that’s without being able to see my mottled torso.
“I was in a car crash. Got a lot of breaks and amnesia which may or may not be temporary.”
“Oh that sucks man.” Kellin commented. “What’s the worst thing you’ve forgotten?” I made my way over to a chair in the middle of the room and sat down.
“I have forgotten my best friends, the band I am in which has now been signed by eyeball records, my parents death and my boyfriend of two years. The only thing I remember is my brother.”
“Man that sucks. What does your boyfriend think about this?”
“I don’t know. He was the other person in the crash. I remember him being upset when I asked who he was. He said that he would recreate some of our first times but he hasn’t yet.” A small frown edged onto my face.
“Maybe he needs both of your arms and legs or something.” Vic supplied, trying to make me feel better.
“Actually, if I remember he said that we met when I took a guitar lesson from him. I would have needed both hands for that. Thanks Vic.” Vic gave a big grin which I matched. “He told me everything about myself and him. When I asked why he was with me he told me that he loved me.” I said with a small smile on my face.
“Aww.” The three guys said at once.
“Why are you guys here?”
“I have a really bad knee.” Vic said gleefully.
“Severe asthma.” Oli said like it was nothing.
“I’m lazy.” Kellin laughed. I joined in. After that we decided to spend the hour getting to know each other with a couple of rounds of q and a. (A.N. I’m gonna write this bit like a script as a way of not repeating ‘X said’)
Vic: Middle name.
Mikey: James
Kellin: Quinn
Oli: Scott
Vic: Vincent

Mikey: Birthday
Kellin: April 24th
Oli: November 20th
Vic: February 10th
Mikey: September 10th

Kellin: Siblings
Oli: A brother named Tom
Vic: Younger brother, named Mike
Mikey: Ha, older brother named Gerard
Kellin: 1 sister, 2 brothers

I found out so many other things about them. They’re really cool people and they invited me over to hang out after school but I told them I’d have to ask my brother. I put their numbers into my new phone, seeing as mine got smashed into smithereens.

After school I asked Gerard if I could go out with the guys to which he replied “Kiddo you know I would let you. But we have a meeting with the record label in half an hour. Why don’t you ask if I can drop you round after.” I nodded and called Oli seeing as it was his we were going round.
“Hey Oli.”
“Mikey, are you allowed?”
“Sort of. My band has a meeting with the record label soon but Gee said that he could drop me round afterwards
“That should be fine. Text me when you’re out of the meeting and I will give you my address and you can get your skinny arse over here.”
“Is my ass that skinny?” I didn’t notice Ray walk up behind me, listening to my side of the call until he decided to comment.
“I like your ass. It’s cute.”
“I have a cute ass. How is my ass cute?” I could hear Oli laughing at my exclamations.
“It’s so small and just cute. It’s perfect.”
“Thanks.”
“Is that your boyfriend?”
“Yeah that’s Ray.”
“Invite him.”
“Ray do you want to come with me to Oli’s after the meeting?”
“I can’t I am setting some things up. This reminds me. Don’t make plans for Saturday please.”
“Fine.” He smiled and got into Bobs car as I manoeuvred my way into Gerard’s and we made our way to the label.

Notes

I will not be able to update regularly as I am really bloody busy. Argh :(