it was just any normal day. i woke up in a good mood today. i bounced right out of my bed, with my my chemical romance blanket draped around my body. i yawned and look in the mirror and reminded myself my chemical romance could still get back together. sitting at my desk i put on some music. "dead" by mcr. bobbing my head i flat ironed my hair and put on my normal black eyeliner inspired by my king, my inspiration, jensen steel. running late to catch the bus i threw on my black parade sweatshirt from hot topic, some black legging, and my checkered vans and headed for the bus. barley making the bus i sat down and one of the kids on my bus yells "faggot" and slaps me across the face. i figured they were jealous. finally at school i open my locker to see a beautiful picture of gerard way. looking at my schedule i saw that i had my least favorite class first, ela. i prayed to the emo gods mrs scarbough was going to be out today. i walk i to ela class and sit down to see that there is no teacher there. 5 minutes go by
