SCARRLETT'S P.O.V

She sits up high, surrounded by the sun. One million branches and she loves everyone. Mom and Dad, did you search for me? I've been up here so long I'm going crazy. As the sun went down, we ended up on the ground. I heard the train shake the windows. You screamed over the sound. And as we own this night, I put your body to the test with mine. This love was out of control. Three. Two One. Where did it go?

"Miss Harper?... Excuse me. Miss Harper." I looked up to see Mr. Jones looked down at me over the top of his outdated glasses that slid down to the end of his nose. He slowly extended his hand towards me. "Either you pay attention to my lesson, or I take you're sell phone away from you. Your choice, dear."

I sighed and pulled my ear buds from each ear and wrapped the cord around my phone quickly, slipping it into the full pocket on the front of my hoodie.

"Very good. Now where were we?..." He trailed off, turning his attention back to the history lesson that I had no intention on paying any mind to. But instead letting my thoughts travel to Gerard and how right after school, we'd be going to the skate park together to wait for our movie.

I sighed and flipped my notebook to a blank page near the back and started doodling. I slowly started sketching out the back of the skull, angled in a way that looked like its attention was pointed to the ground. Then I started adding one vertebrae after another until the top of the rib cage started forming. One bone after another started coming to life until I reached the waist, where I started the charred fabric edge of the long uniform coat, letting the tails of the jacket billow in a false wind. The stance was strong and wide, but hollow feeling, as the bony flesh of the fingers fell towards the ground, a marching band conductor's baton clutched in its grasp. Held among the ashes of the ground was its cap, flames licking at the open air of the sky.

By the time I was startled from my work, the sides of my hands were black from my pencil lead and my neck was sore from being hunched over my notebook. As everyone started spilling from the classroom and out into the hallway, I was smiling to myself and writing Welcome to the Black Parade across the top of the paper before signing my name in the bottom corner. I slipped my notebook into the bend of my elbow and rose from my chair, shuffling out of the classroom.

I weaved my quickly though the crowds of people crowding up the hall until I reached my locker. Sighing to myself, I opened the metal door and grabbed my messenger's bag, throwing all my books into the large pouch and slinging it over my right shoulder. I pinned the strap to my chest by crossed arms and began to make my way to the front of the building. I walked though the doors and made my way to the end of the sidewalk where I pulled my phone from my pocket and opened up my text messages.

"Hey, where are you?" I sent to Gerard before looking back to the street and all the cars slowly pushing their way through. I sighed and watched everyone file from the doors and start forming groups, their laughter drifting through the chilly air. That's when I felt two strong arms wrap themselves around my torso before my feet left the ground.

"I'm right here." Gerard's husky voice chuckled as he set me back down to the ground. I spun around and rolled up on my tip-toes, wrapping my arms around his neck.

"Hi dere." I smiled, which he returned.

"Hello."

"Are we going to the skate park?" I asked, letting go of him as he wrapped his fingers through mine.

"Indeed." he replied, swinging our arms back and forth slightly as made our way off the school grounds.

Once we rounded the corner at the end of the sidewalk, Gee fished a package of cigarettes from his jacket pocket along with a lighter. I watched him as he flipped the top back and brought the box to his mouth, working a stick out with his lips. He pinched it there before slipping the box back into his pocket and cupping the end, fueling the toxins.

"That's not good for you." I said, breaking the silence as he took a drag.

"I know, but I have to have something to be addicted to, otherwise I'll drive myself mad and back. And besides, nicotine is better that pot and boos." He replied as we rounded yet another corner standing between us and the park. I just nodded before letting out a small sigh.

"Is Frank going to be there?" I asked, once again breaking a silence.

"I don't see why he wouldn't be."

"Great." I whispered, looking down to he ground before tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.

"I'll make sure he minds his manners. Don't worry, kid." Gerard replied, throwing a lanky arm over my shrugged shoulders. He is substantially taller than me, making it difficult for myself to match his long strides as we finally reached the parking lot. I looked up to see Mikey and two others waving at us while five passed around a joint and the others took random sips at the bottles of liquor in their hands.

"Hey, Gerard." Mikey greeted as we approached. Out of the corner of my eye I caught Frank rolling his eyes, clearly joyed that I was accompanying Gerard.

"Look buddy." I snapped, turning towards him. "If you have a problem with me just tell me."

"Okay. I have a fucking problem with you, you little shit." he replied, closing in on me. He too is taller than me, making me curse at my height.

"There's a start. Care telling me what that said problem is?" I continued, keeping my ground. I crossed my arms over my chest as he leaned back.

"Yeah, I think you're a pussy and I hate you." he sneered, bringing a clear bottle to his lips.

"Wow. You're first reason is stupid because I'm not a pussy, I'm smart. And your second reason, well you don't know me, so how can you hate me?" I replied. By now, Gerard was standing by my side.

"Well....whatever you little bitch, I don't need to waste my time with you!" Frank yelped, turning and pushing his way through everyone before stomping off, looking like a little kid.

"Wow, going to pout like a little child, really mature, Frank!" I called after him. He then promptly shot his middle finger in the air and disappeared off behind a shed.

***

"You sure you wanna see a horror? We can always see something else." Gerard said, holding the door to the theater open for me. I walked in ans chuckled.

"I'm sure, Gee. I can handle a horror film. I promise." I smile as he nodded and walked up to the ticket counter.

"Two for As Above So Below." he stated. The young girl behind the counter nodded and placed two slips of paper in front of us. Gerard paid and we made our way over to the concessions.

"Anything you want?" he asked as we stepped into line.

"Um, just popcorn and a Coke. I'm going to go get us some seats." I replied as he nodded before I turned around and made my way back to the theaters. Reading the signs above the doors, I walk into theater 4 and see that it's nearly empty.

Smiling to myself I turn towards the stairs and run up, reaching the top row out of breath before I made my way to the very middle and sit down, glancing down to the doorway every now and then until I see Gerard walk in, carrying a large bucket of popcorn and two soda cups.

"Did you really hafta sit all the way up here?" he huffed before plopping down in the seat next to me. I took a cup and placed it into my holder as he set the popcorn between the two of us. That's when the beginning previews began rolling across the screen. They were all for crappy movies or ones that weren't due to be released for another two years.

Then the lights went dim and I felt Gee snake his arm across my shoulders. I smiled lightly to myself and pulled my feet up into my seat, leaning over and laying my head on his chest. I felt him chuckle lightly as I started nibbling at the popcorn in front of me.

Notes

I'm so sorry I've updated everything but this one! Ahhhh
I'm a terrible human being.