"So I really think the dorm might be jacked up or something." I said while drinking a latte with Ray and Bob.
"What makes you think that?" Ray asked. It was Saturday, as in the weekend! The weekend means no lectures or classes. I looked up at them.
"I saw Gerard." I said. Everything kind of went silent, Bob and Ray were staring at me. I heard someone clear their throat, I looked over my shoulder. The noise started up again. A boy was walking toward us.
"Room 13?" The guy asked. I bit my lip, he looked about my age.
"Yea." I answered. the guy reached in his pocket and pulled out a wallet. He flipped it open and he showed me a picture of Gerard.
"You saw him?" The guy asked. I nodded. Bob was staring and confused, as was Ray.
"Who are you?" Bob asked.
"Michael. I'm Gerard's younger brother." The guy answered. I looked at him, he kind of did resemble what I had seen of Gerard. He has mousy brown hair and it was VERY straight, he also wore black and white glasses, an Anthrax shirt, and his face was a bit thinner than Gerard's.
"Oh." I said.
"Just call me Mikey." He said, he leaned on our table. "So you saw my brother?" Mikey asked.
"Yea, two nights ago." I answered.
"You're fucking with me right?" Mikey said, he sounded annoyed. I shook my head and he sighed. "That's impossible though." Mikey said.
"I guess so." I said. "Maybe I was dreaming or something." I mumbled. Mikey frowned.
"Oh, cool. Thanks." Mikey said. He frowned and walked away. Bob and Ray burst out laughing. I went after Mikey and grabbed his arm. "Fuck off man." Mikey snapped.
"Come by my room at eight." I said! I went and sat down.
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A/N: Oh yeah! Another!
~Meow
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Roommates
FanfictionFrank Iero gets a new dorm room at the Art And Music College in New York. But does he get a dorm to his own, or not? Sometimes he wonders "I'm not alone."
