009 - gerard way

⋆｡‧₊°♱༺𓆩may 13th, 09:32, 2009𓆪༻♱༉‧₊˚.

๋࣭ ⭑🕸 you were rather popular in monster high, and this was amazing for you. always in mind whenever sports teams needed new members, always recognized in seconds, big friend groups... life was amazing! you had all the connections you needed, and it couldn't get much better for you. 🕸๋࣭ ⭑

๋࣭ ⭑🕸 but recently, the worst had happened to you... your boyfriend, patrick, had broken up with you over text on your icoffin! and well, you were trying to get over it right now. your ghoulfriends kept telling you that he was a puff, while all the mansters you knew were saying he didn't even deserve to be on the casketball team because of his height. you were still upset, though. 🕸๋࣭ ⭑

๋࣭ ⭑🕸 well, for the whole of this biteology lesson so far... you noticed something. a group of boys were all giggling while one of them specifically seemed stressed. this wasn't exactly unheard of, but you hadn't much else to pay attention to. you heard snickers and well, a word that was painfully obviously being used as a codename- "dragonfruit", and occasionally hearing the boys tease their friend about a specific monster. 🕸๋࣭ ⭑

₊˚｡⋆"you're so batty for them!"⋆｡˚₊ ray stated, a yeti boy that you'd spoken to once or twice.

₊˚｡⋆"i swear, if you don't make them claw at their coffin sheets, then i will!"⋆｡˚₊ frank teased, a punky gorgon that always gave you snake eyes in the flirtiest way.

๋࣭ ⭑🕸 ... strange, you thought. but you continued to ignore it. but guess what happened? gerard, that one vampire from the group, got conveniently moved to sit next to you by the teacher for being too disruptive. this wasn't an issue for you, but gerard? oh his world was flipped upside-down, in the best way possible. 🕸๋࣭ ⭑

๋࣭ ⭑🕸 the lesson was over in about twenty minutes, so right now you were continuing to fill your biteology textbook with notes. you weren't paying much mind to gerard, but you could see his leg shaking along with him biting his claws just out the corner of his eye. once you were distracted enough, a note was slipped to your side of the desk. it had a lot of thought put into it. covered in glittery stickers of hearts, bats and other symbols relating to your species of monster. in bloody glitter gel pen, it read: 🕸๋࣭ ⭑

₊˚｡⋆"sorry if i'm wasting your time, but i heard on the poison ivy vine that you got dumped by that asshole werewolf patrick. he didn't deserve a non-beating heart like yours. i just wanted to ask... i was wondering if i could be your new boofriend? scream yes! - gerard ♡⋆｡˚₊