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.
"Huh? What? My broth-Gee!" i yell to a person, who is pretty much my three-years-older-than-me brother
"Wassup?" he says approaching us
I noticed Pey glaring at him. He glared back. I had to get Pey out of there. Fast.
"So, uh... bye, Gee! We uh... gotta go!" i say shakily as i was whisking Peyton away.
"Whew." i say to her "One more minute of that, and you might've killed each other."
She smiled. And said "Petey boy's expecting me home, so uhh... bye?"
"Sure." i say watching her headed towards the other direction.
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*to be continued in "there was no heart to break (chapter 2)*