Oh do they?
The next day I woke up in my bedroom. It was snowing and raining again. I opened the door of my coffin and drank some blood from a bottle I had. My coffin was black Shadoweh and inside it was hot pink velvet with black lace on the ends. I got out of my coffin and took of my giant MCR t-shirt which I used for pajamas. Instead, I put on a black leather dress, a pentagram necklace, combat boots and black fishnets on. I put on four pairs of earrings in my pierced ears, and put my hair in a kind of messy bun.
My friend, Mitsuki (Mitsuki dis is u!) woke up then and grinned at me. She flipped her long waist-length raven black hair with pink streaks and opened her forest-green eyes. She put on her Marilyn Manson t-shirt with a black mini, fishnets and pointy high-heeled boots. We put on our makeup (black lipstick white foundation and black eyeliner.)
?OMFG, I saw you talking to Conqy-poo yesterday!? she said excitedly.
?Yeah? So?? I said, blushing.
?Do you like Conqy-poo?? she asked as we went out of the Scarlet common room and into the Great Hall.
?No I so fucking don?t!? I shouted.
?Yeah right!? she exclaimed. Just then, Conqy-poo walked up to me.
?Hi.? he said.
?Hi.? I replied flirtily.
?Guess what.? he said.
?What?? I asked.
?Well, Good Charlotte are having a concert in Town Village.? he told me.
?Oh. My. Fucking. God!? I screamed. I love GC. They are my favorite band, besides MCR.
?Well?. do you want to go with me?? he asked.
I gasped.
On the night of the concert I put on my black lace-up boots with high heels. Underneath them were ripped red fishnets. Then I put on a black leather minidress with all this corset stuff on the back and front. I put on matching fishnet on my arms. I straightened my hair and made it look all spiky. I felt a little depressed then, so I slit one of my wrists. I read a depressing book while I waited for it to stop bleeding and I listened to some GC. I painted my nails black and put on TONS of black eyeliner. Then I put on some black lipstick. I didn?t put on foundation because I was pale anyway. I drank some human blood so I was ready to go to the concert.
I went outside. Conqy-poo was waiting there in front of his flying car. He was wearing a Simple Plan t-shirt (they would play at the show too), baggy black skater pants, black nail polish and a little eyeliner (AN: A lot fo kewl boiz wer it ok!).
?Hi Conqy-poo!? I said in a depressed voice.
?Hi Shadoweh.? he said back. We walked into his flying black Mercedes-Benz (the license plate said 666) and flew to the place with the concert. On the way we listened excitedly to Good Charlotte and Marilyn Manson. We both smoked cigarettes and drugs. When we got there, we both hopped out of the car. We went to the mosh pit at the front of the stage and jumped up and down as we listened to Good Charlotte.
?You come in cold, you're covered in blood
They're all so happy you've arrived
The doctor cuts your cord, hands you to your mom
She sets you free into this life.? sang Joel (I don?t own da lyrics 2 dat song).
?Joel is so fucking hot.? I said to Conqy-poo, pointing to him as he sung, filling the club with his amazing voice.
Suddenly Conqy-poo looked sad.
?What?s wrong?? I asked as we moshed to the music. Then I caught on.
?Hey, it?s ok I don?t like him better than YOU!? I said.
?Really?? asked Conqy-poo sensitively and he put his arm around me all protective.
?Really.? I said. ?Besides I don?t even know Joel and he?s going out with Hilary fucking Duff. I fucking hate that little bitch.? I said disgustedly, thinking of her ugly blonde face.
The night went on really well, and I had a great time. So did Conqy-poo. After the concert, we drank some beer and asked Benji and Joel for their autographs and photos with them. We got GC concert tees. Conqy-poo and I crawled back into the Mercedes-Benz, but Conqy-poo didn?t go back into Touhou, instead he drove the car into?
?? the Forbidden Forest!
