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chapter 1

A/N Hellooooo! Welcome to my first story.

Don't expect anything to be J.K Rowling status with this story because it is my first one and I've only been on a few months.

If I make any mistakes like wording, spelling, or punctuation; be sure to tell me cause I know it gets annoying. If there are any flashback it will be in italics. his is a Joshler story and it may have some Bryler, Brosh, and Ryden themes mixed in.

I don't care what you comment, I just dont want anyone hating on other people in the comments or fights because THIS IS FICTION it's not real I don't care if you ship other people, don't put down someone because you disagree with their views, that's them politicians' job. I also don't care if you reference other fics because I do want to find more to read and I do like the Forest Fic and the Milk Fic so reference those to your heart's extent.

Buckle up buttercups <3

~Susie

: 1 :

Tyler's POV

"Let's go ladies, you can sleep when you're dead Stump, get up"

The guard kicked Patrick's leg hard, Patrick yelped and shot up. I stood up to go and kick the guard's ass for it but Ryan stopped me and gave me a "don't you dare" look, so I sat back down with a grunt waiting to be taken into the prison. My entire clique was finally caught after years of murder sprees. We call ourselves the Skeleton Clique, we were the most infamous group of homicidal maniacs in the states. The idiots in the government were only smart enough to find us separately, they have no idea we work together. Unfortunately though, we're going to jail, or technically speaking "The B.J Armstrong Super Max," where they put the worst of the worst. I'm shoved by my guard as a signal to start walking, I looked up as we started walking into the prison and saw a variety of people. It was not surprising to me that the people in there looked either scared shitless or like they wanted to kick the shit out of me. I kept walking, keeping my head high and trying to look as intimidating as I could as we walked into the sleeping ward. Though the government was stupid enough to put us in the same prison, they didn't put us in the same cells.

"You're in cell 21 with Way here, get situated and head out to lunch, My name is Cadet Ryan, I'm the supervisor of this ward so call on me if there are any emergencies."

The guard said as she unlocked my cuffs and handed me an extra jumpsuit, under-clothes, a t-shirt, and bed makings. I turned around to start making my bed, but someone got in my way.

"Jesus Christ, it's Tyler Joseph," My cell mate joked as he jumped down from his bunk, "The names Way, Gerard Way." He winked and stroked his bright red hair, he obviously seemed to like spy movies with his 007 and Jason Bourne references. I let out a little chuckle and threw my stuff on my bed and started to make it until I was pulled away and out of the cell.

"What the f-" I started to yell

"C'mon dude you'll have enough free time later to do a lot of that shit, you gotta eat lunch or you'll starve to death, trust me. I can also introduce you to some people here so you don't get beaten to a pulp your first day."

I mumbled a 'okay fine' and we started towards the cafeteria, little did I know that that place would be the epicenter of my action here.

A/N How do you guys like it!?!?! Is the concept okay? I also don't know a lot about prisons and jails so sorry if I get a lot of stuff wrong about the place, but it is my imaginary prison. Just to warn you guys there will be some smut in this story, and it will most likely be shitty af but i've never written it before. Stay Alive

~Susie