Frank's Mommy.
"my moms coming."
{Grace’s P.O.V}
We got to the Starbucks, we all got in line, and ordered, Ray brought his acoustic guitar with him, and I don’t why.
We sat down outside, facing the bay.
“I love San Francisco; it’s such a nice city.” I said
“I just like it because of all the bars.” Said Gerard
“Well I like it because, in every corner there’s Starbucks coffee shop.” Said Mikey, sipping his latte.
“I hear ya.” Said Ray.
“Bob why you so silent?” I asked
I got a chair and sat ext to him.
“What are you staring at?” I asked again.
“Probably a dancing pack of cigarettes.” Said Mikey
"What the hell are you smoking?."said Gerard.
I suddenly looked the same direction , and i saw this group of hirls running torwards us.
Then i truned to see Bob getting up and starting to walk away still looking at the girls, his face horrorstruck.
"What's up Bob, looks like you've seen a mob of crazed fans." said Frank smirking.
"Well that;s exactly what he's looking at." i said starting to do the same thing that Bob was doing.
"What do you..." said Ray turning back. " Ahhhhhh, it's ......it's them!!"
"Ray shut.......OH SHIT, HE'S RIGHT!!!" said Frank starting to run away.
Soon everyone was running for thier lives, we ran for what seemed half an hour.
We turned a corner , and saw a giant trash can.
"quicK in there!" i said openeing one of it's flaps.
"i used to like being famous, but now this is true chaos." said Gerard
"yeah ever since the release of the Black Parade, we have been spotted eveywhere." said Bob
There was an awkward silence.
Then we heard something vibrating.
"Oh it's my phone." said Frank.
-hello?
-yeah.
-oh hi mom!
-sitting in a dumpster.
-long story
-no, no, i acctually quit smoking.
I chuckled.
-well, yeah.
- and i stopped driking
-umm, yeah, i acctualy am.
-yeah, her name is Grace.
I stopped.
-you're coming over?
-for what? i can take care of myself.
-oh, you wanna see the lucky girl.
-well mom i have to go.
-umm, ok , in two weeks okay.
-i love you too bye.
-okay i will.
He got off the phone.
"Frank what did you tell your mother?" i asked.
"Well i told her that i was engaged, and that i stopped smoking , and that i stopped drinking alchohol." he said
"which is all false." said Ray.
"Yeah but, i wanted her to think of me as the perfect son."
"well lying won't help." I said.
We got to the Starbucks, we all got in line, and ordered, Ray brought his acoustic guitar with him, and I don’t why.
We sat down outside, facing the bay.
“I love San Francisco; it’s such a nice city.” I said
“I just like it because of all the bars.” Said Gerard
“Well I like it because, in every corner there’s Starbucks coffee shop.” Said Mikey, sipping his latte.
“I hear ya.” Said Ray.
“Bob why you so silent?” I asked
I got a chair and sat ext to him.
“What are you staring at?” I asked again.
“Probably a dancing pack of cigarettes.” Said Mikey
"What the hell are you smoking?."said Gerard.
I suddenly looked the same direction , and i saw this group of hirls running torwards us.
Then i truned to see Bob getting up and starting to walk away still looking at the girls, his face horrorstruck.
"What's up Bob, looks like you've seen a mob of crazed fans." said Frank smirking.
"Well that;s exactly what he's looking at." i said starting to do the same thing that Bob was doing.
"What do you..." said Ray turning back. " Ahhhhhh, it's ......it's them!!"
"Ray shut.......OH SHIT, HE'S RIGHT!!!" said Frank starting to run away.
Soon everyone was running for thier lives, we ran for what seemed half an hour.
We turned a corner , and saw a giant trash can.
"quicK in there!" i said openeing one of it's flaps.
"i used to like being famous, but now this is true chaos." said Gerard
"yeah ever since the release of the Black Parade, we have been spotted eveywhere." said Bob
There was an awkward silence.
Then we heard something vibrating.
"Oh it's my phone." said Frank.
-hello?
-yeah.
-oh hi mom!
-sitting in a dumpster.
-long story
-no, no, i acctually quit smoking.
I chuckled.
-well, yeah.
- and i stopped driking
-umm, yeah, i acctualy am.
-yeah, her name is Grace.
I stopped.
-you're coming over?
-for what? i can take care of myself.
-oh, you wanna see the lucky girl.
-well mom i have to go.
-umm, ok , in two weeks okay.
-i love you too bye.
-okay i will.
He got off the phone.
"Frank what did you tell your mother?" i asked.
"Well i told her that i was engaged, and that i stopped smoking , and that i stopped drinking alchohol." he said
"which is all false." said Ray.
"Yeah but, i wanted her to think of me as the perfect son."
"well lying won't help." I said.