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<Mikey's POV>
"G-Gee?" i ask as i open my eyes, only to be answered by my mom.
"He went and talked to your friend, honey. I'm sure he'll be right back." she said while placing her cool hand on my head.
I looked around. I was in a cold bed in a cold room. A few minutes ago we were down in the emergency room. I guess they finally moved us here? Wait.... Gerard talking to my friend? Which friend?
"Mom." i croak
"Yes, sweetie?" she asks
"Who exactly is Gerard talking to?"
"Why, it's Peyton." she says.
Oh, crap. Gerard might be lying in his own hospital bed right now. They shouldn't leave those two alone! Wonder what they're talking about? I hope Pey's not disintegrating Gee right now.
<Gerard's POV>
"I didn't know!" i argue
"How could you not know? It was on the pocket of his backpack, right beside his inhaler." Peyton says to me.
We were arguing about me not "stabbing" Mikey with the epi-pen thingy.
"Ok. Ok. Keep your voice down." i say to her as i notice the nurses staring at us awkwardly. "I-I'm Terrified of needles, ok? Now, hush up about it."
"Will not!" she says gleefully as she runs to Mikey's room.
Great, now she has something to actually blackmail me with. Perfect. Why couldn't i have told a lie?! Damn. I need to start using my head nowadays. Oh well. Those women. I will never figure 'em out.
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<Gerard's POV>
"Dude! Where's your inhaler?!" i ask Mikey frantically, while searching his pockets. He was having another asthma attack. A bad one. And to top it all off, i can't find his freakin inhaler!
"Mikey! Where is it?!" i ask even more urgently. Stupid me. Mikey's now banging his hands on the floor, a certain sign that he couldn't breathe. Crap. I get his backpack, sure enough, it was there. I give him a puff. No change. Another one. Nope. Still nothing.
"Mom! Dad! It's Mikey!" i holler. I gave up. I couldn't control his attacks anymore. I knew there was this epi-pen thing you had to stab him with but... i'm terrified of needles.
Mom and dad came running up the stairs a few seconds later, a quick glance at Mikey, and we were off to the hospital. I grab Mikey's cellphone, and call the number under the name "Peyton".
"Hello?" she asks, as she picks up the phone.
"Peyton! It's Gerard! Come to the hospital! Quick! It's Mikey!" is say to her as i was closing the car door.
"What?! Which hospital?" she asks frantically.
"The one around the block. Uhh.... The County Hospital." is say as we were approaching the hospital.
"Ok. Ok. We're coming." she says, then she hangs up.
Yeesh. I can never get what Mikey sees in that "bestfriend" of his. Oh well, might as well, forget her for now.
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<Pete's POV>
"Peyton, where the hell are you?"i say to myself looking at my watch. I have no idea why i'm always so anxious for her to get home. Maybe the boredom is getting to me.
"No i think i'm going crazy. LO-freakin-L." i say to myself as i was going to the kitchen and was about to get something to eat. Then about, half a second later, there she was, panting at the door.
"Where have you been?!" i asked while getting a cookie.
"At *gasp* school. Duhh.." she says snapping at me.
Amazing. Even though she was gasping for breath, she still managed to snap at me.
"Hand me a cookie, will you?" she suddenly said, no wait. COMMANDED.
So, i gave her a cookie and she thanked me(sarcastically--cause i threw the cookie at her), and went to her room upstairs.
Wow. Not one day would i doubt Peyton being my sister. Snapping. Sarcasm. Moodswings. Yup. she's me all over again.
<Gerard's POV>
"Mikey, we need to talk." i holler out rom our room(he was in the kitchen, getting something to eat)
"What?" he asked his mouth full of...Pringles.
"That "bestfriend" of yours..."i said air-quoting on the word BESTFRIEND.
"What about her?" he asked while betting another handful of Pringles from the can.
"Nothing much. Just curious if you two are INVOLVED involved." i said, emphasizing on the first involve
A/N: new blogger here! hope you guys enjoy it. the cast includes the guys of my chemical romance and fall out boy! and uh... Peyton Isobel Wentz(Pete Wentz's little sister!)! comment please! enjoy... P.S. all of this is fiction. none of these events actually took place, ok? and peyton's not real, ok? (yes, i DO have to remind some people) O.o
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<Peyton's POV>
"i signed up for an arts class. how bout you?" i ask my bestest friend, mikey way
"music."
"oh! what's the fantasy now, eh?" i tease him
he shrugs "bass."
anyway, my arts class had this jerk for a teacher. Gerard something. No wait, not just "something".... it was Gerard Way. That means he's Mikey's big brother.
"Oh man." i say to myself "Does that mean i can't hate him?"
<Gerard's POV>
"Linda Sprouse?"
"Here."
"Peyton Wentz?"
No reply.
"Miss Wentz?"
"Oh, sorry. Here."
My, my. I think that kid's gonna be a handful. I put the piece of paper containing exactly 25 names, on the desk. Hmmm.... Peyton Wentz? It sounds SO familiar. Oh yeah! I forgot! She's my brother's supposed "best friend".
"Oh shoot." i say to myself "Does that mean i can't hate her?"
<Mikey's POV>
"How was your arts class?" i asked a rather pissed-looking Peyton.
"Oh. Fine. Fine." she said with as much as sarcasm she could muster.
"Oh! One more thing!"she says
"What?" i ask
"Your freakin brother's an ass." she said with a sarcastic smile.