Kill All Your Friends

It starts with an outcast boy, Frank. Dressed in black and hated by the religious town he lives in. Then a new boy moves in, somethings that's never happened in as long as Frank can remember. Franks life is hard, abusive parents that are loved by the town, everyone bullying him everywhere he goes. Can this new mysterious boy help or make things worse?

"In this town, everyone knows each other. Which also brings me to the point that if you do something wrong or outrageous they know about it. Forever. Every mistake you make gets counted and never forgotten. It’s strange how this town is full of Christians and they can’t seem to forgive you for the mistakes you made three years ago. And trust me this whole town hates me. I have made more than a few mistakes, and some pretty bad ones too. Such as, once when I was nine I was invited to one of the most popular girls parties, Jamie Snow. I was the awkward one there, I didn’t fit into the guy group, and the girls. I was an outcast like always. My black apparel wasn’t accepted very well with all these church folk. Jamie wasn’t specifically excited to invite me and I am almost certain her mother made her. She wore a sparkly blue dress and had to stand on a chair to get high enough to stand about the towering cake. The cake was three tears high of pink fondant. She was just about to blow out her candles, as everyone cheered and yelled things she could wish for. That was when I was going to get a drink of some sugary fruit punch when someone stuck their foot out for me to trip over purposely. Being the klutz I am, I did just that. I found myself covered in cake, on top of Jamie Snow. Who had a face full of sugary frosting, fondant and cake. Let’s just say I am hated by her and her barbie-faced friends. Other incidents lead others to dislike me, therefore I am disliked by half the town by issues directly toward them. And the other half steers clear of me because of just hearing the things I have done. I guess I enjoyed making trouble, and why not do it myself when trouble already follows me like a plaque. For example I took a construction ‘street closed’ sign and moved it a block to the right. I had then caused the new paved road to be ruined, also a few peoples car tires, and a angry riot to go to the construction facility. Call me a bad person, but it was funny as hell."

1. Well You Can Hide a Lot About Yourself but Honey What Are You Gonna Do?

2. And You Can Sleep in a Coffin but the Past Ain't Through with You

3. 'Cause We Are All a Bunch of Liars, Tell Me Baby Who Do You Want to Be?