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She's The Prettiest Girl At The Party

Dasher

School was a boring as always. Another day down the drain as the teachers all talk to us about 'safety' and how we can't have a repeat of last years dance. I wasn't at that school last year so I kinda doodled on the desk. Drawing dragons eating up innocent girls- or princess. I guess my art is explaining how I feel. Hopeless. Wow. I'm a cliche.

I haven't really decided what I'm gonna go as for the dance, although I'm considering going as a original character I drew a few months back, but no one would understand really..So I guess I will go as someone that wasn't created in my head. Upsetting.

I walked to school today because I thought walking would be good for my body, because I am a tad chubby. I don't really mind, my legs fill out a pair of skinny jeans nicely, but it would be nice to look in the mirror and like my body. I don't really know what it is..I don't like my body. My skin, the way I'm built, everything that's kinda 'manly' I don't know what it is it just..bothers me. I'm more feminine in some ways but I always thought I was flamboyant. Which is what I am. Just more in with my feminine side..

I walk out of the rain and enter my house, which I hear the TV talking in the background. I'm guessing Mikey's home. After my mom and got into our little argument she said she was going to visit some family in Ohio. Which Mikey and I both know she's going to see dad. And I'm almost positive we aren't gonna talk about it.

"Some chick is in your room," Mikes said looking into a porno magazine.

"Ew," I whisper to myself.

I drop my bag before room, and making my way to great this 'chick' in my room.

I open the door and find Sammy going threw my bottom drawer on my dresser. My mouth opens as she has the wigs and skirts and dresser I own placed randomly all over the floor. She knows now. She knows what I do. She must know what I do- oh God what if she tells Frank?

"S-sam," I choke out as I see her looking at the dresses and piles of makeup I know.

She smirks getting off the floor, "I didn't know you were into drag,".

I quickly close the door and clean up everything off the floor, "hasn't anyone ever told you not to look through people's shit," I try to bark but seems to come off as a weak yelp.

She rolls her eyes and sits on my bed, "relax Gee, 'M not gonna tell anyone you're into drag. What' your stage name anyway? Dasher?". I turn to her my eyes widen as she pulls out the card with my picture on it, with an old friend on it as well. His name was Bert.

I go up to her, taking it away, "its rude to go take things from people," I say with a shaky voice, running my finger over the kiss mark I left on the photo, "and no it wasn't Dasher..Dasher was just something a friend called," I say, sitting down next to her, "I just went by Gee,".

She awkwardly out her hand on my shoulder on gave it a gentle squeeze, making me give her a bit of a sad smile, "you know you could always go as a female character to the Halloween dance coming up," she suggest. I give her an odd look, does she know what happened the last time I wore a skirt in that building? Does she not know what happened to Frank? I'm sorry but I don't want the taste of blood in my mouth thank you very much.

"No," I simply say, getting up and putting the picture back the drawer along with my other stuff.

"come on," she whines, "Nobody will know it's you," she explains. I bite my bottom lip and look up at her, "I'll think about it," I say.

She claps her hands in excitement, before dropping an envelope on my bed, "Bye Gee," she says going to my window, and jumping out. "Fuck," she yells. I quickly made my way to the window and see her limping to her bike. "I think I broke my phone," she yells. I laugh as she begins to ride away.

I make my way to the bed, opening up the envelope.

Dear Gerard,
It's not your fault baby don't you dare think that.
I love you,okay? Don't forget it that. You're beautiful and just rember that.
I need you.
Come over before ten, my moms working a bit late.
I love you, okay?

-xo frnk


Notes

shitty i know but next chapter will have a bit of smut :)

Comments

Please update!!!

It Is Me It Is Me
12/27/16

@MCR IS MY LIFE
THANKS

Frankink Frankink
7/22/16

THIS IS SO GOOD

MCR IS MY LIFE MCR IS MY LIFE
7/22/16

@FrerardMomma
Yes,I am totally referring to the story.. Ghgahh XDD
This is soo awkward

Twisted X Space Twisted X Space
6/25/16

@Bupropion
holy shit, when you said 'moms' were you referring to the story? im so sorry if you were, i havent read the story to understand

FrerardMomma FrerardMomma
6/25/16