Drowning Lessons (Are not needed by Yazz)

[ricegrains&rosesxo.]

Well, this is my latest dream involving the band. It's not finnished yet, which is ghey. If it doesn't come back, I'll finnish it as a fanfic. It's written in my point of veiw. Remember, I actually dreamed this.

And now I present to you...

DROWNING LESSONS (are not needed by Yazz)

Chapter 1 \m/

I walked into the hairdressers, only to see Zoe was already sitting in the chair, Allie by her side. Zoe was looking nervous. I walked up to them and sat down on the empty stool next to Allie.

"Are you sure I should go blonde?" Zoe asked us.
"For the sake of My Chemical Romance Zoe, for the last time, YES!" We said in uinison. Perhaps a little too loud, as a hairdresser shuffled us out of the salon at that point, forcing us wait for Zoe on the wall outside, both of us clutching smoothies and looking extremely worried, ignoring the strange looks from passers by.

After what seemed to be hours, Zoe emerged from the salon. Me and Allie couldn't help but piss ourselves laughing. There she was, her platinum blonde hair pinned up and red lipstick smothering her face. She looked exactly like The Only Gay In The Village from Little Britain. Great transformation, Patrick Stump to that thing.

"Hey stumo! How'd it go?" I said, biting my lip, holding back my laughter.
"How the bloody hell do you think it went!?" Zoe shot back at me. Me and Allie were doubling over. "You think this is funny?" She wailed.

Bam. A brick hit my shin. Me and Allie knew we had to run. Turning to our heels, we fled to my house, trying to fidn refuge from Zoe and her brick-throwing activites, airbourne brick missiles following us the entire way.

[ricegrains&rosesxo.]

Chapter 2 \m/

We slammed my front door and collapsed behind it. We could still hear Zoe screaming hysterically at us as we gasped for breath. After a while, her screaming faded.

"Think she's gone?" I whispered.
Allie looked up. "Yeah, she's gone. I can't believe her hair came out like that!"

We stood up and walked into the kitchen. I saw a letter adressed to me on our breakfast bar. Making sure my brother wasn't in, I opened it, Allie looking over my shoulder.

"Oh my god... Allie, I won that MCR competition Kerrang! were holding!" I wailed. "Me and a friend get to go tour with My Chemical Romance!"
"Lucky!" Allie gasped, starting to pout as I packed my suitcase with such a force the zips nearly broke off. I opened the safe and pulled out all the money. And then I grabbed a pen and paper.

"Yazz, what are you doing?" allie asked.
"Leaving my dad a note to explain where we've gone" she said simpley.
"We've...?" Allie asked again.
"You're coming with me, obviously!" I said. And then I had it.

'Dear dad.
Fuck all you've told me and made me do for the past nine years. I'm finally free from you. Me and Allie have gone together. There's no getting us back. I won't say I never warned you.

Have a nice life.
Yasmin.'

I muttered it aloud as I scrawled it down on the paper. Grabbing my keys, my suitcase, and stroking my cat for the final time for a long time, I grabbed Allie's wrist and shuffled out the door.

After about fifteen minuets, we were outside a car hrie centre, our suitcases trailing behind us. We hopped into a moterbike and sidecar with a cart on the back. Allie mounted it as I chucked our luggage in the cart, then hopped in the sidecar as she started to drive off.

About an hour later, the letter from Kerrang! and aeroplane tickets clutched in my hand, we entered gatwick airport.

[This is the part where the dream of the Yazz goes into fast-forward. A brief picture of me and Allie on a plane in first class appears, and then we're outside of an airport in New Jersey.]

As we left the airport, a black limo entered the parking lot to collect us. We clambered in, and it took us away.

When we reached our destination (which we thought was a hotel where the band were staying before we left to go on tour) we fell out of the limo, saying a huge word of thanks.

And there it was, right infront of us. A black castle, with a slightly broken bridge crossing over the moat surrounding it. And a small trail of smoke was emitting from one window - and I thought I knew what was causing it.

[decay;;]

Haha, a lovely note there.
Well I already know what happens because you told me all about it.
So I'll just refrain for commenting.
BUT I KNOW WHATS CAUSES THE SMOKE!
xoxox

[ricegrains&rosesxo.]

Chapter 3 \m/
Part one of two

We walked upto the bridge. I glanced down at the moat bleow me, feeling sick. I couldn't swim to save my life. And I got travel sick.

We were making our way slowly but surely across with our cases under our arms until a nice gang of about ten chavs showed up on the bank behind us. I could pick out the occasional words like "emo" "greeb" "die", but I wasn't concentrating on that. We were being pelted constantly with acorns as we crossed.

Nearing the other side, I found out what the cause of the smoke was. And I was right. Gerard Way was sitting at a window, puffing at a fag.

Wham. In my minuet of staring at Gerard blankly, I was hit in the back with a brick. Looking around, I tried to see Zoe as I fell. Turned out to be the chavs. I could see Allie falling by my side as I crashed into the water.

The freezing water filled my lungs. My suitcase sunk to the bottom of the moat as I felt myself drown deeper and deeper away from the moonlight.

A hand grabbed the back of my twin revolvers shirt and pulled me upwards and out of the water. I staggered forward, Allie half-pulling me along. She was about to knock on the heavy oak doors as it opened.

[switching to Allie's POV for a bit here]

"Hey, I'm Gerard Way from My Chemical Romance!" Gerard was standing right in front of us, beaming, but undeniabley wondering why we were sopping wet. I heard a soft thump by my side and looked down - Yazz had fainted. I shoved her inhaler in her mouth while Gerard looked on, worried.

"Whats up with her?" he asked, pointing at Yazz.
"She's only your biggest fan. It hasn't quite sunk in that she's meeting you guys. Don't mention it." I stopped. "Erm... Gerard? D'you guys have any dry clothes? We were crossing that bridge and some chavs came and knocked us into the moat..."

Gerard was nodding. "I think Frank might have some cltohes that fit you guys. One sec. FRANKIE! GET YOUR WANKIE DOWN HERE NOW!" He yelled, grinning.

Frank appeared, wearing nothing but swimming trunks. I felt myself go red.

"Frank, would you take this charming young lady to go and get some dry clothes?"

He nodded, and lead me away, with a final glance at Yazz and Gerard.

I didn't want to do this in two parts, but the family are demanding that I go to bed. More dreams, more dreams! Hopefully a follow up to this. Nothing involving waycest mind,, please...

[decay;;]

Oh I LOVE that part.
He sounds like a cheesy TV presenter endorsing some random product. Like...

"Hey, I'm Gerard Way from My Chemical Romance and today I'm here to talk to you about Eezee Blend Blenders!"

Haha. Frank in swimming trunks. This dream of yours was an entire Frank-in-almost-nothing extravaganza wasn't it =]]
I still laugh about that bit...

Anyways. Update soooooooon!
xoxoxox *SxPxF*

[ricegrains&rosesxo.]

Chapter 3 \m/
Part two of two
Gerard's POV

I looked down at the girl lying in front of me. I picked her up, her clothes drenching my own. I carried her into a dark room with a stage, and lay her down.

Frank and the other girl entered. She was wearing some of Frank's clothes - they were only just too big for her. Frank was carrying some more clothes and a towel, still wearing nothing but swimming trunks. They sat down beside me, looking onwards at the unconcious girl.

A splutter. Her eyes were opening.Frank sat her up and wrapped the towel around her shoulders.

[Over to Allie's POV]

Bang. A door opened. In came ray, a towel and two bowls of steaming pasta and cheese in his hands. He placed one on my lap, and I started eating. It tasted exactly like the pasta our school dining hall served - the butter at the bottom was melted and rich. He placed the other bowl on Yazz's lap and started drying her hair with the towel, some brushes by his side. I nodded a thankyou to ray for the food (even though I thought I was gonna be sick from the food). After we finnished eating, I spoke.

"Sorry we never introduced ourselves properly" I started. "I'm Alison but I get called Allie, and this is Yazz, short for Yasmin." Yazz glared at me. "Er, she hates the use of her full name."

[Back to Yazz's POV, where it belongs]

Gerard nodded and grinned at us.I tried to smile back, but I remembered.

I screamed. I was shaking from head to toe. Allie grabbed hold of me.
"Yazz, whats wrong?!" She asked.
"ALL MY CD'S AND BAND MERCH ARE LINING THE BOTTOM OF THAT GOD FORESAKEN FUCKING MOAT!" I wailed uncontrollabley.

Allie gasped. Her epi wasn't as mighty as mine. I was oblivious to the fact the Frankie was pissing himself laughing.

Gerard put a hand on my shoulder. "Don't worry about that" he said calmly. "We'll get you new ones, and signed copies."

I gasped, and looked up into his eyes. "Th... th... thank you..." I stuttered. The corners of his mouth turned upwards into a smile.

"C'mon. I'll show you to your room" he said, giving me his hand and pulling me into a standing position. I followed him out of a door on the opposite side of the room to Allie, who was following Frank. He seemed to be walking oddly - he really did piss himself.

Gerard opened the door. I smiled and walked through. But before he shut it, I could of sworn he exchanged winks with Frank, like they were plotting something.

[ricegrains&rosesxo.]

Chapter 4

I followed Gerard around a winding staircase. A light was shining dimly by the top, and as we entered the landing, Gerard halted in front of a door just to the left. I looked around him, looking at the sign on the door. It read 'Yazz/Yazzay/Gerard/Foo Foo'.

I saw Gerard turn a bright red. I knew my jaw had dropped. But then I clicked, and giggled.

"Allie's little nicknames for me... she must've changed the sign..." I said through laughter. Gerard's face lifted as he laughed.

"As you might of guessed, this is your room. You can go out when we all don't need to be in the same place. I hope you enjoy it here with us." He turned a shining silver key into the lock and passed it to me.

"Thank you" I grinned, giving him a thankyou hug. He hugged me back. It was like being given the Holy Grail.

I closed my door, and dumepd Frank's clothes he had given me on my bed. Then I noticed the phone on the bedside table. On each line, there was the number of each resident at the castle... second to last, was the name "Allie Lind" along with her number. I punched it in as it began to ring, even though she was just across the hall from me.

"Hello?" She said into the recciever.
"Thank you so much for changing the sign on my door" I said in a fake amused voice. She laughed, figuring out I was smiling myself.
"I thought you might like it..."
"You made Gerard blush."
"Oh my god!! I'm like,, so ashamed!!!" She was laughing.
"Anyways, you wanna go out to NJ tonight?" I asked.
"Sure! Always up for sneaking out" she replied.
"See ya in a min. So Long And Goodnight!"

After changing into Frank's clothes, I slipped my room key into my pocket, and snuck out into the darker hallway. Allie was already awaiting me. A quick high five, followed by a secret handshake, we snuck down the staires and out of the castle.