Chapter 2

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  AN: Fangz 2 bloodytearz666 4 helpin me wif da chapta! BTW preps stop flaming ma story ok!

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The next day I woke up in my bedroom. It was snowing and raining again. I opened the door of my coffin and drank some blood from a bottle I had. My coffin was black ebony and inside it was blood velvet with black lace on the ends. I got out of my coffin and took of my giant MCR t-shirt which I used for pajamas. Instead, I put on a cape, a pentagram necklace, combat boots and tight black ripped jeans on. I put on four pairs of earrings in my pierced ears, and brushed my hair wif 10 thousund strokes.

My friend, Hux (AN: Raven dis is u!) woke up then and grinned at me. He attempted to flip his short blood ornge hair with black streaks and opened his forest-green eyes. He put on his Marilyn Manson t-shirt with a black skinny jeans and tall boots. We put on our makeup (black lipstick white foundation and black eyeliner.)

"OMFG, I saw you talking to Captain Phasma yesterday!" he said excitedly.

"Yeah? So?" I said, blushing.

"Do you like Phasma?" she asked as we went out of the sleeping quarterz and into the Mess Hall.

"No I so fucking don't!" I shouted.

"Yeah right!" she exclaimed. Just then, Phasma walked up to me.

"Hi." she said.

"Hi." I replied flirtily.

"Guess what." she said.

"What?" I asked.

"Well, Good Charlotte are having a concert on Mustafar." she told me.

"Oh. My. Fucking. God!" I screamed. I love GC. They are my favorite band, besides MCR.

"Well.... do you want to go with me?" she asked.

I gasped.




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