A Very Very Complicated Handbook on Socializing. Vol (1)

Mikey was too hangover to be angry all weekend so that went pretty well.
Well right smack until Monday when I woke up to mikey splashing a bucket full of water and ice..
"Mikey what the hell?" I scream jumping off of the couch in the attic.
"Get up you antisocial rat" he says angrily.
(angry Mikey is always cute x♥)
"I may be antisocial but I can at least get a job and do repairs!" I yell back as Mikey hops down the attic stairs.
An angry sigh come out of mikey.
I simply chuckles and pull out my phone.
(fifteen minutes later )
"How MUCH???" Gerard screeches into the phone.
"1000 dollars to repair sir" the voice on the other line states I lets out a strangled groan.
"ill have the money by the end of next month" gerard groans leaning over and falling on his bed
falling & falling and falling and falling and falling and falling and falling and falling and falling and falling and falling.
Probably straight into debt too.
"sir we need at least half of the payment when we start."
"euggghhhh" Gerard strangles to let out comprehensive words
He hangs up and finishes getting ready walking down the stairs with his backpack on and straight out the door.
School goes by pretty well (besides angry Mrs.welt who sucks at trying to teach kids art.)
By lunchtime Gerard finally chills the hell down and is able to talk again.
He gets his phone and dials a sadly familiar number.
unfortunately it goes straight to voicemail.
"hey its you knoe hooo ho ahead and leev a message after the ring! p-PEACE" he waits for the tone "hey mom I need a thousand dollars mikey broke the roof of the basement please send me a message or something. " he hangs up and puts the phone back in his pocket he looks around the cafeteria walls white and filled with too many teens all sat in happy groups chatting. He stares blankly at the table hes seated at and notices hes the only one sitting alone. He runs a hand through his long black hair digging through his pocket. He pulls out a dollar bill then bangs his head on the table.
"not.enough.money.to get.lunch..." he mutters almost crying. He stands up and walks out the cafeteria doors to the empty hallway. He texts an acquaintence
"open locker B35 at 3:45 code:6left 7left 9right 3left "
he could hide out until after school in his locker.
so he did. He closed the locker door and locked him self in.
Until about 3:04 to be exact her heard loud banging and looked out the small locker holes but to no avail.
He was unable to see.
He fell asleep and woke up later he looked at his screen and almost screamed the exact time was 5:48. The school was completely closed by now.
he lets out a long high pitched scream almost like some demonic thing.

Notes

Well lets just leave it at that for now ;)
X♥