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Well..I don't expect anyone to read this except for a friend. I'm only posting it here because I have no where else to post it. This is my first FanFic I'm posting so here goes nothing:

My name is Lillyan, Lilly for short. I have blonde hair that cames to my sholder blades. I'm 5'2,average for my age-14. I wear glasses,read comic books and amor to draw. I've recently moved from my small town on the Gulf Coast where everyone knows everyone,to a town in New Jersey. New School=New Friends=New Bullies. What Fun..

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I made it through first period alive. The girl that sits seguinte to me even showed me quick ways to get to my classes. One Guy who caught my eye was Michael. I caught him looking at me once or twice. He's really cute so I didn't mind it. His short brown hair peeking out from under a black beanie and glasses made him stick out from the other guys. Not in a bad or geeky way. Just-He wasn't normal, didn't jump on the bandwagon that you had to look a certain way or dress in certain brands-I liked that. He wore tight skinny jeans and a dark fadded Anthrax tee shirt. His eyes were brown,almost hazel. But it was hard to tell from across the room.

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Mikey's POV
We had a new student in homeroom. She was beautiful. Light Southern accent. Long blonde hair that fell perfectly on her honey golden skin. Her eyes were like ice,or an ocean. I tried not to stare but I caught my eyes easing their way to her. She caught me twice but was nice about it. Smiled and Waved. Even mouthed 'Hi' the first time. If only I could gather up the guts to say something to her after class.

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Lillyan's POV
I tried to concentrate the rest of the dia but honestly, there was just something about him. After the last sino rang I hurried to my locker to get some textbooks for homework. I shut the sqeaky blue locker and there he was nervously walking my way. I flung my bag over my shoulder and walked his way. I attempted to just stare at my feet and try to walk past him without looking into his gorgeous eyes. I heard someone from behind shout my name-or so I though. I turned around to check and I bumped into him, or vise versa. Notebooks, papers, books, scattered all over the now empty hallway.
Ha.Only my luck. I thought.
I was despratly trying to gat all of my things before Michael saw my stupid drawings. I saw other hands picking up books. I looked up and got lost in his eyes.
"I see you like to draw," he said,barely above a whisper.
"Y-Ya," I managed to stutter out. I saw him holding my comics in one hand and drawings in the other. "Uh..Thanks for the help." I grabbed my stuff from him and stuffed it into my bag.
"No Problem. I see you read comic books too" He said.
"Ya. I amor 'em"I tried not to sound like a geek but I saw a smile creep onto his face.
We have something in common! I though to myself.
"Awesome," He chuckled, "Lillyan,Right?"
"Uh-huh. Call me Lilly"
"Mikey." He replied. That grin still on his face as he turned and walked away.

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Ways to Introduce the Songs:

"This song is about making babies, having babies...and selling them on the black market!" - Gerard introduced 'Give 'em Hell Kid' 

"This song is about dancing your life away!" - Gerard introduced 'Headfirst For Halos'

Gerard: This Song (Give Em Hell Kid) Is about getting Knocked Up, Has Anyone Here Ever Gotten Knocked Up?

 I need to ask you... Have any of you ever been in prison!?
-Gerard Way introducing You Know What They do to Guys Like us In Prison 

I want to thank you... thank you... thank you.... Thank You for the Venom!
-Gerard Way introducing Thank You for the...
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Framia: First Time
by ~NaruIno4eva
I DID NOT WRITE THIS.ONE OF MY friends ON DEVIANTART DID.
Jamia’s light colored eyelashes batted against the travesseiro as her large eyes slowly opened. She felt Frank’s breath on the nape of her neck, slightly ragged but content at the same time. She smiled to herself as the sunday morning light peaked through the windows of of the room Frank claimed at his dad’s house. She was about to let her eyes close to dream about what had happened the night before when Frank’s sweetly gritty voice whispered in her ear.
“Good morning, soulmate.” Jamia flushed at...
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Well they encourage your complete cooperation,
Send you rosas when they think you need to smile.
I can't control myself because I don't know how,
And they amor me for it honestly, I'll be here for a while.

So give them blood, blood, gallons of the stuff!
Give them all that they can drink and it will never be enough.
So give them blood, blood, blood.
Grab a glass because there's going to be a flood!

A celebrated man amongst the gurneys.
They can fix me proper with a bit of luck.
The doctors and the nurses they adore me so,
But it's really quite alarming cause I'm such an awful fuck. (Oh thank you!)

I gave you blood, blood, gallons of the stuff,
I gave you all that you can drink and it has never been enough.
I gave you blood, blood, blood,
I'm the kind of human wreckage that you love!
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my chemical romance
a summoning
short film
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Framia: Run Away
by ~NaruIno4eva
I DID NOT WRITE THIS.ONE OF MY friends ON DEVIANTART DID!
Frank didn't want Jamia to go início just yet. She didn't wan him to leave, either After dropping Jamia off at her block, she lead him to a nearby alley for one last kiss. She figured they alley would give them mais privacy. That one last kiss turned into two, which in turn became three, four, five, ten kisses to the lips, the cheeks, the throat. Holding his girl in his arms, all alone as they were, Frank found it to be the perfect situation to present her something. He ceased his mad kissing, stepping back...
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[Voice recording rewinds and plays certain parts, speeds up and slows down:]
"...Like last night, they are not like tremors, they are worse than tremors,
they are these terrors. And it's like, it feels like as if somebody
was gripping my throat and squeezing and..."

Some say, now suffer all the children
And walk away a savior,
Or a madman and polluted
From gutter institutions.
Don't you breathe for me,
Undeserving of your sympathy,
Cause there ain't no way that I'm sorry for what I did.

And through it all
How could you cry for me?
Cause I don't feel bad about it.
So shut your eyes,
Kiss me goodbye,
And sleep....
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Source: Marvin Scott Jarrett / Siren Studios / Nylon Guys Magazine