Meeting My Chemical Romance
Meet Me, Drive Me, Sleep With Me
I walked along the isles of Target, confusion slowly invading my senses. I was looking for a bathing suit, a bikini to be exact. I had never been to Target before; Momma said the Country Store was all we’d need. But, as always, Momma was wrong. The Country Store was good and all, but I needed a bathing suit that didn’t make me look like a Mormon (nothing against them!).
The isles were huge, the place was huge, the people were huge, the signs were huge, and my confusion was huge.
I walked with my wallet in one pocket, and phone in the other. Both objects were in my back pockets, and I had my thumbs hooked in my front ones. I had a furrowed brow, and was really nervous.
Target was intimidating.
I finally found the bathing suits, and my jaw dropped. The lack of fabric was astonishing! I awkwardly looked at one. The bottom was barely more than a thong, and the top was smaller than a bra. My eyes widened, and I immediately put it back. I took a breath. I wanted a two piece. Not a whore sign.
I looked at another, but it was even worse. I looked through the rack some more, when I was tapped on the shoulder. I turned, innocently looking up. Frank Iero stood with a smile on his face. I smiled back, flipping out on the inside.
I really should have been used to it, Jinxx (from Black Veil Brides) is my elder brother. I meet a lot of his friends when he comes to visit. Momma and Dad split, and Momma got me. Yay. She really wasn’t that bad; only when it came to me. She was a very VERY controlling person.
Anyways, Frank Iero stood in front of me. Smiling. “I have a present for you!” He said happily.
“Oh really?” I entertained.
“Yup! Hold out your hand!” I did as I was told. Frank put a small-ish blue square in my hand.
“What is it?” I asked, tilting my head. Worry spread over his features.
“You don’t know?” Frank asked quickly. I saw the rest of My Chemical Romance some ways behind him, hearing distance long left.
“No…” I trailed.
“How old are you?” Frank needed to know. Why, I didn’t know at the time.
“15. Why?” I asked.
“GERARRRRDD!” Frank called freaking out.
“What’s wrong Frankie?” Gerard asked with a slight, taunting, smile.
“Geeeeeee!” Frank whined, still freaking.
“What’s wrong?” Gerard asked, getting worried.
“I gave a condom to a 15 year old!” He exploded. Gerard laughed. I raised an eyebrow. I had heard of them, but never seen one. Well…this was awkward. “What do I do?” Frank asked quickly. Gerard rolled his eyes.
“Take it back!?” Gerard asked, almost sarcastically.
“But I said it was a present…” Frank said quietly.
“You may have it back, really. I don’t want nor need it.” I said reassuringly, but still super awkward. My hand was still raised, palm up. The offensive object shining in the harsh lights.
“Here.” Gerard said, taking it. He must have sensed my awkwardness, for he put that in his pocket. “Uh…we dared him. Not to give it to you specifically, but to a woman. Sorry…” Gerard said, almost amused.
“It is okay,” I said with a smile.
“Wait, if you’re 15 why are you looking at-“ Frank started.
“Whore signs?” I asked with an eyebrow raised. I got some laughter. That’s when I realized the rest of My Chem. was standing behind them. I took a breath and gave my smile. It was an odd smile. Right dominant actually. “I was looking for a non-Mormon suit, and ended up with these…things!” I said shaking my head.
“Follow meeeeee!” Frank said happily. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me away from the….things…and dragged me further into the bathing suits. The rest of the band followed. Frank stopped at a rack, and looked at me. Studied. He then turned to the rack, and shifted through them. “Here!” He handed me a purple, black and silver two piece.
It was scary perfect.
“How in the-“
“It’s best not to ask.” Said Mikey.
“Uh okay?”
“Yup! Now what’s your name?” Demanded Frank.
“Natalie Ferguson.” I told.
“Ferguson…isn’t that…” Ray wondered aloud.
“Jeremy, or Jinxx, from BVB is my big brother.” I told them, figuring they’d be cool about it.
“Oh sweet! You won’t tell everyone!” Frank clapped.
“Nah, I’m chill.” I said with that smile.
“Let’s go check out.” Ray said, looking at the clock. It was 2am.
Yes, I went to Target at 2am. My Momma wouldn’t want me to go so I had to sneak out. Deal with it.
Frank casually threw his arm over my shoulders as we walked. Gerard snatched the suit from me, and put it with all of their food. ‘Must be stocking up,’ I decided in my head.
“I can-“
“nope.”
“But-“
“Not gonna happen.”
“Yes-“
“nadda.”
“Miiiiiisssssttttteeeeeeeeerrrrrrrr Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!” I whined quietly at him.
“Gerard-“ He said just as quietly, walking us to help put stuff on the line.
“Geeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrrrrraaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrdddddddddddd!!! I can pay for itttttttttt!” I
dragged his name out, and the request. Yes, it became a request.
“noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!” He whined back. Before I knew it, he threw it to the first in the line. The tired sales lady (looked late 60’s) scanned it, and smiled at us.
“Brother and sister?” she questioned sweetly.
“No, friends.” Gerard said with a smile. I could see the alarm in her eyes as she looked to me.
“Oh.” Was all she said. Looking nervously at the phone.
“He’s my brothers friend. They all are.” I said with a reassuring smile.
“Mmmhmm.” She said nodding. Obliviously, Frank re-wrapped his arm over my shoulders. The lady raised an eyebrow, but finished scanning. I walked out with them and leaned my head on Frank’s shoulder.
“Where’s your car?” asked Gerard, looking at the almost empty parking lot.
“I…walked.” I said defeted.
“Walked?” Mikey asked not believing me.
“Yeah…Momma says Target is unnecessary and I figured I’d try it. So, I snuck out. To go to
Target. That sounded so less lame in my head.”
“I have no idea how it could sound not lame.” Ray shook his head. A small laugh escaped my
lips.
“We’re giving you a ride.” Gerard told me.
“G-“ I was cut off as Frank picked me up and ran to the door of their bus. He opened it and sat
me down on their black couch. I gave him a sassy look.
“Ha ha!” He taunted as the rest came on the bus.
“Be nice Frank!” said Mikey with a smile. They all plopped down and the bus started. It gave a
lurch and we were off.
“Where do you live?” Asked Ray.
“19 Evermont Street, Webster City.” I said. Ray got up, and was back within seconds.
“Alright, why did you need a bikini?” asked Mikey. I was a little distracted, looking at the messy
bus. They obviously didn’t have a woman living here. Goodness gracious it was messy!
“Huh? Oh, my best friend told me, “it is an absolute necessity for a girl like you to wear a bikini.”
Whatever that means.” I told them. My best friends a lunatic. But I love him.
“Boy or girl?” asked Gerard.
“Boy.”
“He thinks you’re hot.”
“He’s gay.”
“he’s lying.”
“I’ve walked in on him and his boyfriend.”
“Okay…he’s got a friend!”
“oooooo is he hot?” Everyone turned to Frank. Just stared at him.
“Uhh he only hangs out with his boyfriend and girls and that’s not really the way I swing…ohh!” I
realized.
“Oooo who is it!?!” Frank asked excitedly.
“His brother. Who is extremely attractive. Oh dear. Please don’t tell my brother!” I pleaded
hopefully.
“Don’t worry kid, we’re chill!” Said Ray with a smile.
“Thank you!” I sing songed.
“Welcome!” Gerard did back. I looked around.
“Would you like to use my washer and dryer, and cleaning supplies, and help?” I asked them.
They laughed.
“Isn’t your ‘Momma’ home?” asked Mikey.
“Nah, she went to work by now.”
“Then why didn’t you wait?”
“I didn’t know when Target closed!”
“Okay,” Ray said with a kind smile.
“Also, do you have a place to stay?”
“We were going to book-“
“Oh hell no. You can stay with us. We have extra rooms, and I am not letting you argue Gerard!
You got me a bathing suit, the proper way to repay you is to give you rooms and food!”
“Oh really?”
“Yes!”
So we sat. We talked about anything really. Music, books, art, music, tour, life, jobs, coffee,
music and food. We arrived soon to my house. It was quite big, looked extremely similar to the mansion in Beauty and the Beast. We lived in the middle of nowhere, and it was gorgeous.
“damn.” Was all Ray said. We got off the bus, and the driver declined my offer; he had already booked his room.
I took the guys inside and showed them their rooms. “Need anything, holler. Literally.” I said to them. “Goodnight!” I called, and got the same answer back.
I went to my room, and lay on my bed. Not two minutes later, snoring rang through my room
as the door opened. “Your house is creepy.” Whispered Ray. I flipped up my covers, and he lay
down. I snuggled closer to him for my house was freezing. Ray wrapped his arms loosely around me, and fell asleep soon. What a night.
I met My Chemical Romance on my first trip to Target. I didn’t know how long they were
staying, how my brother was going to take it, or how I was going to clean their bus. I didn’t know how I would explain Ray in my bed, the bikini, or why I let them stay to my brother.
One thing was for sure though: I was going to Target everyday now.
The isles were huge, the place was huge, the people were huge, the signs were huge, and my confusion was huge.
I walked with my wallet in one pocket, and phone in the other. Both objects were in my back pockets, and I had my thumbs hooked in my front ones. I had a furrowed brow, and was really nervous.
Target was intimidating.
I finally found the bathing suits, and my jaw dropped. The lack of fabric was astonishing! I awkwardly looked at one. The bottom was barely more than a thong, and the top was smaller than a bra. My eyes widened, and I immediately put it back. I took a breath. I wanted a two piece. Not a whore sign.
I looked at another, but it was even worse. I looked through the rack some more, when I was tapped on the shoulder. I turned, innocently looking up. Frank Iero stood with a smile on his face. I smiled back, flipping out on the inside.
I really should have been used to it, Jinxx (from Black Veil Brides) is my elder brother. I meet a lot of his friends when he comes to visit. Momma and Dad split, and Momma got me. Yay. She really wasn’t that bad; only when it came to me. She was a very VERY controlling person.
Anyways, Frank Iero stood in front of me. Smiling. “I have a present for you!” He said happily.
“Oh really?” I entertained.
“Yup! Hold out your hand!” I did as I was told. Frank put a small-ish blue square in my hand.
“What is it?” I asked, tilting my head. Worry spread over his features.
“You don’t know?” Frank asked quickly. I saw the rest of My Chemical Romance some ways behind him, hearing distance long left.
“No…” I trailed.
“How old are you?” Frank needed to know. Why, I didn’t know at the time.
“15. Why?” I asked.
“GERARRRRDD!” Frank called freaking out.
“What’s wrong Frankie?” Gerard asked with a slight, taunting, smile.
“Geeeeeee!” Frank whined, still freaking.
“What’s wrong?” Gerard asked, getting worried.
“I gave a condom to a 15 year old!” He exploded. Gerard laughed. I raised an eyebrow. I had heard of them, but never seen one. Well…this was awkward. “What do I do?” Frank asked quickly. Gerard rolled his eyes.
“Take it back!?” Gerard asked, almost sarcastically.
“But I said it was a present…” Frank said quietly.
“You may have it back, really. I don’t want nor need it.” I said reassuringly, but still super awkward. My hand was still raised, palm up. The offensive object shining in the harsh lights.
“Here.” Gerard said, taking it. He must have sensed my awkwardness, for he put that in his pocket. “Uh…we dared him. Not to give it to you specifically, but to a woman. Sorry…” Gerard said, almost amused.
“It is okay,” I said with a smile.
“Wait, if you’re 15 why are you looking at-“ Frank started.
“Whore signs?” I asked with an eyebrow raised. I got some laughter. That’s when I realized the rest of My Chem. was standing behind them. I took a breath and gave my smile. It was an odd smile. Right dominant actually. “I was looking for a non-Mormon suit, and ended up with these…things!” I said shaking my head.
“Follow meeeeee!” Frank said happily. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me away from the….things…and dragged me further into the bathing suits. The rest of the band followed. Frank stopped at a rack, and looked at me. Studied. He then turned to the rack, and shifted through them. “Here!” He handed me a purple, black and silver two piece.
It was scary perfect.
“How in the-“
“It’s best not to ask.” Said Mikey.
“Uh okay?”
“Yup! Now what’s your name?” Demanded Frank.
“Natalie Ferguson.” I told.
“Ferguson…isn’t that…” Ray wondered aloud.
“Jeremy, or Jinxx, from BVB is my big brother.” I told them, figuring they’d be cool about it.
“Oh sweet! You won’t tell everyone!” Frank clapped.
“Nah, I’m chill.” I said with that smile.
“Let’s go check out.” Ray said, looking at the clock. It was 2am.
Yes, I went to Target at 2am. My Momma wouldn’t want me to go so I had to sneak out. Deal with it.
Frank casually threw his arm over my shoulders as we walked. Gerard snatched the suit from me, and put it with all of their food. ‘Must be stocking up,’ I decided in my head.
“I can-“
“nope.”
“But-“
“Not gonna happen.”
“Yes-“
“nadda.”
“Miiiiiisssssttttteeeeeeeeerrrrrrrr Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!” I whined quietly at him.
“Gerard-“ He said just as quietly, walking us to help put stuff on the line.
“Geeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrrrrraaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrdddddddddddd!!! I can pay for itttttttttt!” I
dragged his name out, and the request. Yes, it became a request.
“noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!” He whined back. Before I knew it, he threw it to the first in the line. The tired sales lady (looked late 60’s) scanned it, and smiled at us.
“Brother and sister?” she questioned sweetly.
“No, friends.” Gerard said with a smile. I could see the alarm in her eyes as she looked to me.
“Oh.” Was all she said. Looking nervously at the phone.
“He’s my brothers friend. They all are.” I said with a reassuring smile.
“Mmmhmm.” She said nodding. Obliviously, Frank re-wrapped his arm over my shoulders. The lady raised an eyebrow, but finished scanning. I walked out with them and leaned my head on Frank’s shoulder.
“Where’s your car?” asked Gerard, looking at the almost empty parking lot.
“I…walked.” I said defeted.
“Walked?” Mikey asked not believing me.
“Yeah…Momma says Target is unnecessary and I figured I’d try it. So, I snuck out. To go to
Target. That sounded so less lame in my head.”
“I have no idea how it could sound not lame.” Ray shook his head. A small laugh escaped my
lips.
“We’re giving you a ride.” Gerard told me.
“G-“ I was cut off as Frank picked me up and ran to the door of their bus. He opened it and sat
me down on their black couch. I gave him a sassy look.
“Ha ha!” He taunted as the rest came on the bus.
“Be nice Frank!” said Mikey with a smile. They all plopped down and the bus started. It gave a
lurch and we were off.
“Where do you live?” Asked Ray.
“19 Evermont Street, Webster City.” I said. Ray got up, and was back within seconds.
“Alright, why did you need a bikini?” asked Mikey. I was a little distracted, looking at the messy
bus. They obviously didn’t have a woman living here. Goodness gracious it was messy!
“Huh? Oh, my best friend told me, “it is an absolute necessity for a girl like you to wear a bikini.”
Whatever that means.” I told them. My best friends a lunatic. But I love him.
“Boy or girl?” asked Gerard.
“Boy.”
“He thinks you’re hot.”
“He’s gay.”
“he’s lying.”
“I’ve walked in on him and his boyfriend.”
“Okay…he’s got a friend!”
“oooooo is he hot?” Everyone turned to Frank. Just stared at him.
“Uhh he only hangs out with his boyfriend and girls and that’s not really the way I swing…ohh!” I
realized.
“Oooo who is it!?!” Frank asked excitedly.
“His brother. Who is extremely attractive. Oh dear. Please don’t tell my brother!” I pleaded
hopefully.
“Don’t worry kid, we’re chill!” Said Ray with a smile.
“Thank you!” I sing songed.
“Welcome!” Gerard did back. I looked around.
“Would you like to use my washer and dryer, and cleaning supplies, and help?” I asked them.
They laughed.
“Isn’t your ‘Momma’ home?” asked Mikey.
“Nah, she went to work by now.”
“Then why didn’t you wait?”
“I didn’t know when Target closed!”
“Okay,” Ray said with a kind smile.
“Also, do you have a place to stay?”
“We were going to book-“
“Oh hell no. You can stay with us. We have extra rooms, and I am not letting you argue Gerard!
You got me a bathing suit, the proper way to repay you is to give you rooms and food!”
“Oh really?”
“Yes!”
So we sat. We talked about anything really. Music, books, art, music, tour, life, jobs, coffee,
music and food. We arrived soon to my house. It was quite big, looked extremely similar to the mansion in Beauty and the Beast. We lived in the middle of nowhere, and it was gorgeous.
“damn.” Was all Ray said. We got off the bus, and the driver declined my offer; he had already booked his room.
I took the guys inside and showed them their rooms. “Need anything, holler. Literally.” I said to them. “Goodnight!” I called, and got the same answer back.
I went to my room, and lay on my bed. Not two minutes later, snoring rang through my room
as the door opened. “Your house is creepy.” Whispered Ray. I flipped up my covers, and he lay
down. I snuggled closer to him for my house was freezing. Ray wrapped his arms loosely around me, and fell asleep soon. What a night.
I met My Chemical Romance on my first trip to Target. I didn’t know how long they were
staying, how my brother was going to take it, or how I was going to clean their bus. I didn’t know how I would explain Ray in my bed, the bikini, or why I let them stay to my brother.
One thing was for sure though: I was going to Target everyday now.
11/4/13