I tried about ten outfit before settling for an olive dress that Rebecca picked out for me. She invited Ezra to help me get ready. The two girls were more excited than I was. My hands were clammy and my heart was beating fast, I was nervous.

I kept telling Rebecca how mummy would flip if she finds out I was seeing Frank but then I realized, he did not mention that it would be a date. Rebecca and Ezra were too busy going in and out of the walk in closet, they chose to ignore my ramblings.

"Seriously, Becca. Mummy would flip!"

Rebecca dropped all of the clothes on my bed and signalled Ezra to stay in the closet so that she could talk to me privately.

"Look Blair, I know you are only ditching this because you don't want mummy to find out and second, you do not want to leave me tonight.", she said.

"But-"

"No, Blair. All your life, you have been bending your back to make others happy. You quit public school because mummy wanted to save face because all of her friends' kids were in private school. You are now taking medicine instead of psychology because mummy wants you to cure people. You defer university just to keep me company. Don't you think you've done enough already for the family?"

"I want you to be happy too, Blair. It would mean a lot to me. I want to see you happy at least one before I-"

"Don't you dare finish that sentence, Rebecca", I pulled her into a hug and both of us were crying. I hated it when Rebecca mentions how much she has left. It's either we would end up fighting or crying, like right now.

"Wear this", Rebecca gave me a cream top with teal skinny jeans.

I arrived at the restaurant fifteen minutes late because I was dwelling whether should I beat myself til death or just go to the date. Frank was already waiting at the table, wearing black buttoned up t-shirt and blue jeans.

"I am sorry for coming a bit late, traffic!", I said.

"No worries, I just got here. I hope you don't mind, I ordered appetizers in case if you get hungry.", Frank smiled.

His smile was contagious enough to make me smile. Then there it was, another awkward silence. Frank was fiddling with his fingers and I could feel my palms started to sweat again.

"So where were you before My Chemical Romance?", I cooly asked to break the tension.

"I was in Rutgers for a year and then I dropped out. Mother was not very pleased but she got over it. I heard you are taking medicine. Ambitious", he replied.

I nodded and took a sip to wash down the dryness of my throat. It felt like the conversation was going nowhere. I wasn't sure if he was being shy or just wasn't interested.

After we were done with dinner, Frank asked if I would like to see his band rehearse at the studio. I quickly said no because I knew it would be even more awkward. I did not know any of them that well.

Frank walked me to my car and things were awkward again. Dead silence.

"This is my car.. I should get going now", I said.

"You sure you don't want to join me and the guys? We are quite fun.", Frank smiled.

"I am.. I have to pick up Rebecca anyways from the theatre.", I lied.

I was about to enter my car when Frank pulled my hand.

"Blair, I talked to Rebecca. She is at home with her friend, Ezra. She knew you'd pull this kind of thing to make her feel better. Look, we didn't start of well because.. you don't look like the kind of girl who would go out with guys like me. I was stuttering and fidgeting the whole dinner because I thought you would bail."

"To be honest, Frank... It was one of the worst dates I have ever encountered"

My reply made him laugh and he scratched the back of his head, "It's only 9PM and I am going to take you out on a late date, Iero style"

I was hesitant at first but then I remembered what Rebecca said, I decided to give it a go and besides, Frank looked like someone mummy would approve, if he didn't have tattoos. He was a real gentleman.

"Guys, I brought Blair. The girl from Rebecca's sweet 16", Frank introduced me to his friends who looked like they are about to start a show.

"I hope you guys don't mind me crashing in, Frank sort of dragged me here", I said.

"Hey, I did not drag you. I persuaded you", Frank said while plugging in his guitar to the amps.

"We know Frank and his persuading skills with girls", Bob replied. Frank quickly gave Bob a death glare before returning his attention to his guitar.

"Have you been to any band rehearsal, Blair?", Gerard asked.

"To be honest, no. I am more of a.. jazz girl?", I laughed.

"Ladies and gentlemen, tonight, we are performing for Blair. It is official that My Chemical Romance will be taking her concert virginity", Gerard said using his mic, to an invisible crowd.

I let out a small laugh before Ray started strumming his guitar. The music was loud enough to make me jump off my seat. I liked looking how passionate Frank was with his guitar. It was like looking at someone who has achieved his dream. He looked happy, the thing I never felt for months now.

Once they were done, they sat at the lounge area.

"How did you like our music?", Mikey asked me.

I swallowed the little lump that I had in my throat and bit my lip, I did not have an answer. I just liked how the guys looked so happy when they were performing.

"That bad huh?", Bob asked bitterly.

"No, no. I wasn't exposed to this kind of music. It was more like butterflies, rainbows and unicorns. But I read the lyrics, I personally think your words have its way of explaining the downside of life", I replied.

"That's another word for 'No', right Manhattan?", Bob asked and left the room. I do not know what was his deal but I just did not bother. Mummy was like this.

"Ignore Bob, he's the bitter one in our group. Gerard is the retard one, Ray is the serious one, I am the clumsy one and Frank.. he's the manwhore", Mikey replied, trying to cheer me up.

I shot Frank a glare and caught him giving another death glare to Mikey. I was feeling uncomfortable and I wasn't sure what was I getting myself into. The whole half an hour after Mikey's last statement, I avoided from talking to Frank. I was somewhat disappointed. I knew it was too good to be true for him to go out with me. He could get anyone he wants, I guess I was just another piece of meat.

It was 1AM and I decided to call it a day. Frank walked me to my car, again. For the second time tonight. I knew he was waiting for me to speak but I just kept quiet.

"Blair.. I really want to see you again", Frank finally broke the silence.

I stopped walking and said, "But?"

"We are going to South America for a week and I promise, I will come back an-"

"It's fine, you don't have to come and see me. Don't trouble yourself", I cut him off. I extended my hand as a sign of goodbye and left him there.

I certainly do not need another sad chapter in my book.