I sunk into the couch, exasted. As un-jazzed as I may seem, playing the bass was alot of work. You had to concentrait, and I really couldn't act all hyped in the music videos. I really don't want to make them think that i'm gonna be like that, and then not beable to in concert. Plus I don't want everybody knowing me.
"Yea, well, first you guys have to be liked. That isn't going to happen, not with you in the band. " God, I was soo sick of the little voices in my head. If I hadn't promised Gee that I would stop hurting myself, I'd probably already be dead. But all Gee knew was that I was really depressed, not why. Nobody knew about the voices. I never told anybody, except for Ray. I was forced to, after he was the last one out and found me screaming at them. But I don't mind. Ray's kinda cute. Yea, yea, sniker all you want. Yes, I'm mikey way, and yes, i'm gay. Welcome to my hell of a life.
Sighing I stood up to go find Gee. I needed to go see how to deal with a crush, without giving it away. But when i went into his room, There was four envolopes, adressed: Mikey, Ray, Frank, and Matt.. The window was also open, and dried blood was on the wall. Wait, no, that was Gee's coffee. God. Use less add-ins. There was one other thing.
Gerard was gone..

Notes

Not too good a start, but once i get going, i'm a decent writer.