Make Some Noise (Gerard Way X Reader)
Part Two
"Leave them alone!"
You heard his voice and looked up.
"What are you going to do about it, Gay?" Vlad sneered at the boy.
He pushed his way to the front of the group, rushing to your side.
"Look, you finally found a prince to save you y/n, or should I say princess. Gay, is so much like a girl, he may as well be one." Lilac, lead cheerleader and Vlad's overly bodacious girlfriend sneered at the lovely boy who had came to your side.
You scanned the crowd and your eyes landed on her, you pushed (y/b/n) off you and stood up, staring her dead in the eye.
"At least we're proud of who we are, Lilac, you on the other hand are a wanna be emo. Eyeliner doesn't make you emo, long side fringe, that doesn't make you emo, listening to the music, that doesn't necessarily make you emo. What make an emo, emo, is being able to love and analyse the music without making it sound like you want to fuck every band member. Emo, is not a phase, we like to wear dark colours and no we don't all cut, our lives don't necessarily revolve around the bands we listen to. We can still be emo and not have depression. At best, Lilac, you're scene, that's at best remember." you say, leaving everyone dumbfounded.
"I am proud to be an Emo Nightmare, at least you're giving me the attention your scene slut strives for." you say, walking over to the boy and (y/b/n), offering them a hand up.
(DISCLAIMER- I don't hate on all scene kids, I support anything anyone is, it's your choice. Note that I am actually using stereotypes for the scene thing, I personally don't know any scene people. So this character is sort of based off stereotypes and my best friend irl.)
"And yeah, now my eyeliner has ran down my cheeks and my lipstick is smudged. My eyes are red, but you know what. I wouldn't have it any other way. And I-" then it hit you, you weren't meant to talk.
"Well keep going, I dare you." Vlad hissed at you, you could see his eyes flickering to silver from the normal red colour.
You simply shut your mouth and shook your head with a smirk.
Everyone stared at you, expecting you to say something.
You just put your hands up in defeat and turned on your heel to face (y/b/n) and the boy.
(Y/b/n) smirked at you.
"So are you going to help me?" the boy asked.
You nodded, looking at the ground, spotting your palm cards near where your locker.
You walked over and picked them up, as everyone started to clear out.
"Bitch." Lilac said, walking over to Vlad.
You smirked and turned around, doing the sign language for whore.
(Y/b/n) burst out laughing, leaving Lilac completely confused.
"You're a little cunt. Hope you have a nice life burning in hell." Vlad said, him and Lilac walked away.
The boy turned to you with a smirk, "I'm Gerard by the way." he said.
You held up two cards with a smile,
'Hi, I'm y/n.
Shall we get going?'
Gerard and (y/b/n) nodded and you all walked towards Gerard's class.
You heard his voice and looked up.
"What are you going to do about it, Gay?" Vlad sneered at the boy.
He pushed his way to the front of the group, rushing to your side.
"Look, you finally found a prince to save you y/n, or should I say princess. Gay, is so much like a girl, he may as well be one." Lilac, lead cheerleader and Vlad's overly bodacious girlfriend sneered at the lovely boy who had came to your side.
You scanned the crowd and your eyes landed on her, you pushed (y/b/n) off you and stood up, staring her dead in the eye.
"At least we're proud of who we are, Lilac, you on the other hand are a wanna be emo. Eyeliner doesn't make you emo, long side fringe, that doesn't make you emo, listening to the music, that doesn't necessarily make you emo. What make an emo, emo, is being able to love and analyse the music without making it sound like you want to fuck every band member. Emo, is not a phase, we like to wear dark colours and no we don't all cut, our lives don't necessarily revolve around the bands we listen to. We can still be emo and not have depression. At best, Lilac, you're scene, that's at best remember." you say, leaving everyone dumbfounded.
"I am proud to be an Emo Nightmare, at least you're giving me the attention your scene slut strives for." you say, walking over to the boy and (y/b/n), offering them a hand up.
(DISCLAIMER- I don't hate on all scene kids, I support anything anyone is, it's your choice. Note that I am actually using stereotypes for the scene thing, I personally don't know any scene people. So this character is sort of based off stereotypes and my best friend irl.)
"And yeah, now my eyeliner has ran down my cheeks and my lipstick is smudged. My eyes are red, but you know what. I wouldn't have it any other way. And I-" then it hit you, you weren't meant to talk.
"Well keep going, I dare you." Vlad hissed at you, you could see his eyes flickering to silver from the normal red colour.
You simply shut your mouth and shook your head with a smirk.
Everyone stared at you, expecting you to say something.
You just put your hands up in defeat and turned on your heel to face (y/b/n) and the boy.
(Y/b/n) smirked at you.
"So are you going to help me?" the boy asked.
You nodded, looking at the ground, spotting your palm cards near where your locker.
You walked over and picked them up, as everyone started to clear out.
"Bitch." Lilac said, walking over to Vlad.
You smirked and turned around, doing the sign language for whore.
(Y/b/n) burst out laughing, leaving Lilac completely confused.
"You're a little cunt. Hope you have a nice life burning in hell." Vlad said, him and Lilac walked away.
The boy turned to you with a smirk, "I'm Gerard by the way." he said.
You held up two cards with a smile,
'Hi, I'm y/n.
Shall we get going?'
Gerard and (y/b/n) nodded and you all walked towards Gerard's class.
