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In the park.
0 ReviewsLate dawns and early sunsets. Just like my favourite scenes. Then holding hands and life was perfect. Just like up on the screen.
Sam's POV
That afternoon, Gerard's band came over to practice. Frank and Ray were on guitar, Bob was on drums, and Mikey was the bassist. Gerard was the vocalist. I acted as a one person audience, singing along with all the songs. "Can I get your autograph?" I joked at the end. "You laugh now, but you could sell it on Ebay when we're worth millions!" Frank laughed. I looked down at Frank, who I was head and shoulders taller than, and stuck my tongue out. While he 'sulked' I asked "You thought of a name yet?" to nobody in particular. "Not yet." Ray shrugged. I nodded, and picked up a biro. I began to doodle on my red skinnies, writing some of their bands lyrics, and drawing cartoons. Soon all five of them were drawing on my jeans. Ten minutes later, they capped their pens and gazed proudly their handiwork. "Thanks guys!" I said, pleased. Now my skinnies were completely unique. I admired them for a while, then got up. "Do you guys wanna come see Aimee with me? She's just down the road from here." Gerard looked up at the mention of Aimee's name. It's obvious they like each other but they wont admit it. "OK!" He said eagerly. He blushed when we all turned to smirk at him. "What?"
Gerard's POV
The guys came over to rehearse, and Sam made a great one-strong audience, singing along with all the songs. "Can I get your autograph?" She giggled when we were done. "You laugh now, but you could sell it on Ebay when we're worth millions!" Frank laughed. Sam stuck her tongue out, and asked at random "Thought of a name yet?" It was Ray who replied "Not yet." Sam nodded and began to draw on her red drainpipes. We all grabbed a pen, and ten minutes later, we surveyed our doodles. "Thanks guys!" She said, pleased. "Do you guys wanna come see Aimee with me? She's just down the road from here." "OK!" I said quickly. I have liked Aimee since forever, but have never had the guts to do anything about it. I flushed as everyone smirked at me. "What?" I said. Had I sounded too eager? Did they know?
Sam's POV
We knocked at Aimee's door and waited for her to answer it. She flung it open, screeching "SAM!!" as she did so. I tried usuccessfully to hide behind Bob, knowing what was coming. She flung her arms around my middle. "What the hell, Amz!? Damn you!!" I shrieked. She knows I hate being hugged, as does Gee. They do it anyway. For some reason, when me and Aimee are together, we get louder and more hyper. Bob, Gerard, Mikey and Ray looked surprised- it's not everyday you see a noisy, grinning goth like Aimee. We ran around a bemused Bob, giggling like five year olds. "Lets go to the playpark!" Frank squealed. "Yay!" we screamed the three of us running ahead. Still slightly shellshocked, Bob, Ray, Gerard and Mikey followed.
While at the park, the same park I had run to after my mother had thrown the knife at me, we released some of our red bull induced hyperactivity. I sat down, tired out. "Gee..." I said sweetly. "What do you want?" He asked sighing. "Red bull!" Gerard sighed again and stood up. "I'm coming too!" yelled Aimee, and they both went to the shop across the road from the park. I smirked as I watched Bob and Ray put Mikey on the roundabout. I had a fair idea of what was coming next. Gerard and Aimee returned in time to see Mikey spinning around so fast he was a blur of colour. "Why have you sadists put my brother on a wheel of torture?" I heard Gerard ask. I shrugged and said "I dunno, but it's funny as hell." After ten minutes I turned around for the first time since they got back. "WHA-!!" I started to yell. I couldn't finish my exclaimation, however- Aimee's and was slapped over my mouth. "Mm mm mmmph!" I tried to speak, my black ringed eyes wide with shock. They dragged me inside the wooden playhouse, where they finally released my. I had spotted Aimee's black lipstick... on GERARDS LIPS! "I knew it!" I squealed. "Shh!" Aimee whispered. To vent my exitement silently, I slipped out of the playhouse and began to turn cartwheels, somersaults, flipflaps. I was very flexible and supple, and loved gymnastics.(AN- I wish) I went back in calmly. "So, are you going out now?" I asked quietly. They simultaneously shrugged. "Don't tell anyone yet, OK?" Gerard asked. I sighed. Couldn't he have asked me to do something easier, like stand on a fifty foot high pole even though I have vertigo? (AN- I really did have to do this once, even though I have vertigo. Needless to say, it wasn't fun and I haven't done it since.)
Mikey's POV
Gerard and Aimee went off to the shop together. It was painfully obvious they were going to get together eventually. I snuck up behind Ray, and began to put twigs, candy wrappers and all kinds of rubbish in his 'fro. Bob discreetly(sp?) nudged Ray without my notice, who then picked me up and dumped me on the roundabout, or, as Gee likes to call it, The Wheel Of Torture. They span me round relentlessly, until I felt sick.
Gerard's POV
I crossed the road to get Sam's red bull, and, to my delight, Aimee volunteered to join me. I loved the way her dyed black hair caught the light as she ran. (AN- Aimee's hair is cut in the style of Noel Fielding.) I loved the way little kids ran as she approached. I loved the way her black lipstick struck such a stark contrast to her pale skin. Most of all, I loved her big brown eyes that lit up when I entered the room. She caught up with me, and leapt onto my back, crying "Piggyback!" Now the little kids were really scared. We ran across the road hand in hand. We bought the red bull and wandered back across the road to the park. We decided to take a shortcut through the trees. To my annoyance, there were a bunch of kids already there. Our bodies shook with silent giggles as the kids ran off, yelling "VAMPIRES!!!" "Genius!" Aimee cried. Before I knew what was happening, she kissed me right on the lips. I was floating somewhere in the region of heaven at that moment. She grinned at me, and I said, "Will you be my girlfriend?" She nodded, and kissed me again. I was so weak at the knees by this point, I seriously doubted my ability to walk. I could- we walked back. I was in such a happy daze I only realised the complications of kissing someone wearing black lipstick when Sam tried to scream "WHA-!!" luckily, Aimee was quick thinking enough to slap a hand over her mouth. We dragged Sam off to the playhouse, where we implored her to keep our going out as a secret. I heaved an internal sigh of relief when she reluctantly agreed.
That afternoon, Gerard's band came over to practice. Frank and Ray were on guitar, Bob was on drums, and Mikey was the bassist. Gerard was the vocalist. I acted as a one person audience, singing along with all the songs. "Can I get your autograph?" I joked at the end. "You laugh now, but you could sell it on Ebay when we're worth millions!" Frank laughed. I looked down at Frank, who I was head and shoulders taller than, and stuck my tongue out. While he 'sulked' I asked "You thought of a name yet?" to nobody in particular. "Not yet." Ray shrugged. I nodded, and picked up a biro. I began to doodle on my red skinnies, writing some of their bands lyrics, and drawing cartoons. Soon all five of them were drawing on my jeans. Ten minutes later, they capped their pens and gazed proudly their handiwork. "Thanks guys!" I said, pleased. Now my skinnies were completely unique. I admired them for a while, then got up. "Do you guys wanna come see Aimee with me? She's just down the road from here." Gerard looked up at the mention of Aimee's name. It's obvious they like each other but they wont admit it. "OK!" He said eagerly. He blushed when we all turned to smirk at him. "What?"
Gerard's POV
The guys came over to rehearse, and Sam made a great one-strong audience, singing along with all the songs. "Can I get your autograph?" She giggled when we were done. "You laugh now, but you could sell it on Ebay when we're worth millions!" Frank laughed. Sam stuck her tongue out, and asked at random "Thought of a name yet?" It was Ray who replied "Not yet." Sam nodded and began to draw on her red drainpipes. We all grabbed a pen, and ten minutes later, we surveyed our doodles. "Thanks guys!" She said, pleased. "Do you guys wanna come see Aimee with me? She's just down the road from here." "OK!" I said quickly. I have liked Aimee since forever, but have never had the guts to do anything about it. I flushed as everyone smirked at me. "What?" I said. Had I sounded too eager? Did they know?
Sam's POV
We knocked at Aimee's door and waited for her to answer it. She flung it open, screeching "SAM!!" as she did so. I tried usuccessfully to hide behind Bob, knowing what was coming. She flung her arms around my middle. "What the hell, Amz!? Damn you!!" I shrieked. She knows I hate being hugged, as does Gee. They do it anyway. For some reason, when me and Aimee are together, we get louder and more hyper. Bob, Gerard, Mikey and Ray looked surprised- it's not everyday you see a noisy, grinning goth like Aimee. We ran around a bemused Bob, giggling like five year olds. "Lets go to the playpark!" Frank squealed. "Yay!" we screamed the three of us running ahead. Still slightly shellshocked, Bob, Ray, Gerard and Mikey followed.
While at the park, the same park I had run to after my mother had thrown the knife at me, we released some of our red bull induced hyperactivity. I sat down, tired out. "Gee..." I said sweetly. "What do you want?" He asked sighing. "Red bull!" Gerard sighed again and stood up. "I'm coming too!" yelled Aimee, and they both went to the shop across the road from the park. I smirked as I watched Bob and Ray put Mikey on the roundabout. I had a fair idea of what was coming next. Gerard and Aimee returned in time to see Mikey spinning around so fast he was a blur of colour. "Why have you sadists put my brother on a wheel of torture?" I heard Gerard ask. I shrugged and said "I dunno, but it's funny as hell." After ten minutes I turned around for the first time since they got back. "WHA-!!" I started to yell. I couldn't finish my exclaimation, however- Aimee's and was slapped over my mouth. "Mm mm mmmph!" I tried to speak, my black ringed eyes wide with shock. They dragged me inside the wooden playhouse, where they finally released my. I had spotted Aimee's black lipstick... on GERARDS LIPS! "I knew it!" I squealed. "Shh!" Aimee whispered. To vent my exitement silently, I slipped out of the playhouse and began to turn cartwheels, somersaults, flipflaps. I was very flexible and supple, and loved gymnastics.(AN- I wish) I went back in calmly. "So, are you going out now?" I asked quietly. They simultaneously shrugged. "Don't tell anyone yet, OK?" Gerard asked. I sighed. Couldn't he have asked me to do something easier, like stand on a fifty foot high pole even though I have vertigo? (AN- I really did have to do this once, even though I have vertigo. Needless to say, it wasn't fun and I haven't done it since.)
Mikey's POV
Gerard and Aimee went off to the shop together. It was painfully obvious they were going to get together eventually. I snuck up behind Ray, and began to put twigs, candy wrappers and all kinds of rubbish in his 'fro. Bob discreetly(sp?) nudged Ray without my notice, who then picked me up and dumped me on the roundabout, or, as Gee likes to call it, The Wheel Of Torture. They span me round relentlessly, until I felt sick.
Gerard's POV
I crossed the road to get Sam's red bull, and, to my delight, Aimee volunteered to join me. I loved the way her dyed black hair caught the light as she ran. (AN- Aimee's hair is cut in the style of Noel Fielding.) I loved the way little kids ran as she approached. I loved the way her black lipstick struck such a stark contrast to her pale skin. Most of all, I loved her big brown eyes that lit up when I entered the room. She caught up with me, and leapt onto my back, crying "Piggyback!" Now the little kids were really scared. We ran across the road hand in hand. We bought the red bull and wandered back across the road to the park. We decided to take a shortcut through the trees. To my annoyance, there were a bunch of kids already there. Our bodies shook with silent giggles as the kids ran off, yelling "VAMPIRES!!!" "Genius!" Aimee cried. Before I knew what was happening, she kissed me right on the lips. I was floating somewhere in the region of heaven at that moment. She grinned at me, and I said, "Will you be my girlfriend?" She nodded, and kissed me again. I was so weak at the knees by this point, I seriously doubted my ability to walk. I could- we walked back. I was in such a happy daze I only realised the complications of kissing someone wearing black lipstick when Sam tried to scream "WHA-!!" luckily, Aimee was quick thinking enough to slap a hand over her mouth. We dragged Sam off to the playhouse, where we implored her to keep our going out as a secret. I heaved an internal sigh of relief when she reluctantly agreed.
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