School Of Rock and Roses

Oh, sure, sure, sure. They're just talking. No big deal. But the question is, why's he talking to him of all people? I mean, we have lots of other classmates! But then again, maybe... they actually know each other or something? Y'know, childhood friend stuff and such. Well, that's good. It could be actually a reunion for the two. That new kid is talking so happily and cheerfully while Gee's just nodding and smiling. I bet he's pretending that he's actually listening to the guy. I couldn't help but snicker. And of course, I noticed Gee glancing at me from time to time. Maybe he's worried that I could get jealous? Me? Jealous? Since when have I ever been jealous? Oh wait. There are those countless times I've been jealous. Remember that episode between Gee and Bert? Yeah, that was a classic.

After their oh so fun convo, Gee returned to us as if he came back from dead. I bet that he was dead bored from listening to the other yap his exciting adventures or something.

"God, I think I died from boredom," he groaned. Yup, I was right. I think I'm getting to know Gee better. That's what you call, my dear people, progress. And I like it.

"So you're saying you want us to relieve you from your boredom?" Bob asked, raising an eyebrow as he folded his arms. Damn, Bobert! You got ahead of me. Gee then placed his arms on his back and nodded, wearing a smirk across his face.

"Oh, you know me so well, Bob." Dammit!

Then a random idea came across my mind. The power of sudden thought. Never underestimate it, guys.

"Hm, what if I bring my guitar to class from time to time?" I suggested, looking at each and every one of them. They all stared at me for a second for some unexplainable reason and eventually, every one nodded and agreed happily, since they had smiles on their faces.

"Sounds like a great idea! I'll bring mine too," Ray agreed. Now that he mentioned it, I remember that guitar he had on his place when we last went there. Oh, how I miss visiting friend's houses. Damn, now that I'm thinking about it, a lot of things have happened in this life of mine ever since I met these guys. That's what you call a spice in life. Delicious.

"We could totally jam or something, it'd be awesome!" I exclaimed, grinning widely.

"Aside from jamming, I kinda remember that one of us said that we should form a band," Bob said. Hmmm... Why don't I remember that? Bobert's becoming the center of attention now! Daaaamn! Wait, why do I need attention when I already have Gerard? Okay, somebody kill me now coz I just said that.

"Hmmm... Then Frank and I will play guitars," Ray declared. I didn't need to say anything since he just basically summed up everything.

"I'll play drums," Bob said. And we stared at him, our jaws dropped in shock. We never knew Bob could play the drums. Bob looked at us as if we were accusing him of something. Poor Bob. So ever clueless.

"And I'll be the bassist," a voice called out to us from behind. Since it was lunch break, Mikey just had to come over. And he was just in the nick of time in our convo. And another, 'I never knew he was like that' thought. Mikey doesn't look a rockin' awesome bassist. Looks can be deceiving though.

Then all heads turned to Gerard, who hasn't said anything yet. Doesn't he have any hidden or raw talent up his sleeve?

"Dudes, I can't play anything. As in anything... so... yeah," He admitted, rubbing the back of his neck. "I can be like... the manager or something if you'd like."

There's one spot left in the band and for me, well, it's one of the most important positions in a band (and of course, every spot is important, don't get me wrong). And I couldn't help but suggest it out loud.

"You could be our vocalist," I blurted out.

Mikey then snapped a finger. Something must be up.

"Oh yeah, I remember you singing that one time and it was totally awesome, dude! You blew my mind away of your powerful vocals. Sure, it wasn't that professional and such, still, it had that charisma that drew me in!" Mikey exclaimed as if he was a critic of his brother. And actually, he was. "Grandma taught you some techniques, right?"

Gerard couldn't help but nod. He couldn't lash out at me since everyone else was around. I was thanking God for that moment since there were guardian angels around yours truly. Thank God, indeed.

"So, we have a band then?" Gerard asked, smirking. We all nodded and raised our fists in the air.

"Hell yeah!" We all shouted out loud.

"And our band's name is...?" Ray asked, his eyes blinking twice. Oh man, another hard thing to do in a band: thinking of band name. The band name could either like, get the attention of the fans or the complete opposite of it. Damn, I'm already imagining that we're onstage, playing our hearts out and the fans would be screaming at the top of their lungs, screaming specifically our band name. Yeah... That would feel so fucking good.

"Hmmm..." We were all rubbing our chins. It was really, really difficult.

"I saw some novel on the way home yesterday and I think it was titled, 'Three Tales of Chemical Romance'," Mikey blurted out. Wow, that sounds so cool! Like, the coolest thing to be exact. And I think everyone else agrees with me since they were smirking.

"Instead of using 'Three Tales of Chemical Romance' since maybe it would involve copyright or something, we should change a word or something," Bob suggested. Bob always had the best ideas. Dammit. Let's change heads, Bobert!

"How about... My Chemical Romance?" Gerard asked with an innocent face. Then, all of our faces were like, 'Daaaaamn! That's good!'

"My Chemical Romance it is then," I officially declared, grinning my widest.

"My Chemical Romance for the win," Mikey said. My Chemical Romance for the win indeed.

"Let's start making up some songs tomorrow," Ray said, already getting into the whole thing.

"I'm totally with you there, dude," I agreed.

"Hey guys, I remember that there's an event in school that involves the Battle of the Bands!" Mikey excitedly said. Good Lord, everyone's already getting into it, even yours truly. And wait, wait, wait. Another group battle? You know how I'm traumatized with the group activities and such.

"We should definitely join," Gee said, excited as his little bro. We all nodded in agreement. Damn, things just keeps getting better and better.

"Good luck then," a voice snickered from a distance. We all glared at that damn guy. Yes, it was Bert. Gerard glared the most. He like, almost wanted to kill that guy. "Coz I have a band of my own. We've already played in lots of gigs." Tch. Cocky bastard. We already have a nemesis band. Great. Another spice of life.

"I should be saying the same thing to you, darling," Gerard said, smirking. Damn, he looks scary and at the same time, sexy. Can someone slap me again for saying that?

Bert rolled his eyes as he waved us adios for now.

Just you wait, we, My Chemical Romance will rock your freakin' socks off!