We'll Get Through This Together-Andy Biersack
Chapter 6- Music Is My Life
Chapter 6-Music Is My Life
My alarm goes off at 7:30. I turn it off and get out of bed. I walk over to my blind and open it.
“Holy shit I was not prepared for that. So fucking bright.” I cringe as I put it down a little lower.
I grab my clothes for the day and get into the shower.
Once I’m finished my shower I get out and put my clothes on (on the side because I’m lazy again). http://24.media.tumblr.com/2f33f60d9d493c887ae4cbf10ea35dc9/tumblr_mgewp7m8i11rd668ko1_500.jpg I apply a ring of eyeliner around my eye and then add some black eye shadow and mascara. I tease the shorter layers of my black hair and then flat iron the rest. I put a lot of hairspray in it and then look at my phone. It’s 8:10 so I quickly go and get my books for the day and put them into my Green Day bag. I double check that I’ve got everything and then I hear a knock on the door. I race downstairs and see Andy standing there wearing a Misfits top, his hair is flat ironed and he’s wearing a pair of black skinny jeans.
“Ready to go to school?” He asks.
I nod my head and we start walking to school. I follow Andy because I’ve got no clue where we’re going.
“Imogen, before we walk into school I want to you listen to me.” Andy suddenly stops walking and he turns to face me.
“Okay.” I direct my attention to Andy.
“Don’t listen to what anyone tells you today, please.” Andy pulls me into a bone crushing hug.
“Thank you, I’ll try not to.”
Andy and I walk the rest of the way into school. Andy sighs. I walk over to my locker and Andy walks over to his. I turn around and see him pinned up to his locker. I go to walk over him but Andy looks at me with a ‘don’t come over here it’ll make it worse’ look. I sigh and then go back to my locker.
“So you’re the new girl everyone’s been talking about.” A girl with two other girls behind her says. She’s wearing pink short shorts, a light blue tank top and 5 inch pink heels.
I stay silent and continue to fix up my locker.
“I’m talking to you.” She snarls.
“And?” I reply.
And with that she kicks me in the ankle. I fall to the floor and she continues to kick my ribs.
After 2 minutes of that she starts laughing and walks away. I get up, my ankle kills. I stand on it, which is only making it worse. The bell rings so I put all my other books away and leave my one for technology in my bag.
I look at my timetable and it says that technology is in the library. Andy walks over to me once the people around him step away.
“They’re always the worse on the first day of the week.” Andy coughs.
I wipe his tears off of his face and hug him. I instantly regret it because my ribs are fucking killing me.
“What’s wrong?” Andy asks.
“Nothing, I’ll be fine. “ I lie.
We walk to the library and sit at the back of the class room.
“So today we have a new student.” Oh my fucking gosh you’re kidding me. “Imogen?” The teacher says.
I wave my hand in the air.
“Would you like to come up the front and tell us a little bit about yourself?” She suggests.
“No thank you, I’m fine.” I say trying to get out of it.
“Aw, come on.” She says.
I stand up and walk to the front of the class room.
“Umm, my name’s Imogen.” I start.
“What are some of your favourite things?” She asks.
“Music.” I answer.
“What are some of your favourite bands?” The teacher asks again. Enough with the questions already.
“Nirvana, Papa Roach, Fall Out Boy, Suicide Silence, HIM, The Misfits, Day, blink-182 bands like that.” The whole classroom becomes silent. Andy cheers from the back of the classroom. I smile weakly at him.
“Don’t you find it the least bit funny that none of us know who any of those bands are?” The girl who kicked me this morning laughs.
The whole class joins in with her.
“Megan that’s enough out of you. I hope you enjoy your time here Imogen.” The teacher that I now recognize as Miss Smith smiles.
I sit back down and Andy brushes his hand past mine. I blush lightly and we begin the lesson.
My alarm goes off at 7:30. I turn it off and get out of bed. I walk over to my blind and open it.
“Holy shit I was not prepared for that. So fucking bright.” I cringe as I put it down a little lower.
I grab my clothes for the day and get into the shower.
Once I’m finished my shower I get out and put my clothes on (on the side because I’m lazy again). http://24.media.tumblr.com/2f33f60d9d493c887ae4cbf10ea35dc9/tumblr_mgewp7m8i11rd668ko1_500.jpg I apply a ring of eyeliner around my eye and then add some black eye shadow and mascara. I tease the shorter layers of my black hair and then flat iron the rest. I put a lot of hairspray in it and then look at my phone. It’s 8:10 so I quickly go and get my books for the day and put them into my Green Day bag. I double check that I’ve got everything and then I hear a knock on the door. I race downstairs and see Andy standing there wearing a Misfits top, his hair is flat ironed and he’s wearing a pair of black skinny jeans.
“Ready to go to school?” He asks.
I nod my head and we start walking to school. I follow Andy because I’ve got no clue where we’re going.
“Imogen, before we walk into school I want to you listen to me.” Andy suddenly stops walking and he turns to face me.
“Okay.” I direct my attention to Andy.
“Don’t listen to what anyone tells you today, please.” Andy pulls me into a bone crushing hug.
“Thank you, I’ll try not to.”
Andy and I walk the rest of the way into school. Andy sighs. I walk over to my locker and Andy walks over to his. I turn around and see him pinned up to his locker. I go to walk over him but Andy looks at me with a ‘don’t come over here it’ll make it worse’ look. I sigh and then go back to my locker.
“So you’re the new girl everyone’s been talking about.” A girl with two other girls behind her says. She’s wearing pink short shorts, a light blue tank top and 5 inch pink heels.
I stay silent and continue to fix up my locker.
“I’m talking to you.” She snarls.
“And?” I reply.
And with that she kicks me in the ankle. I fall to the floor and she continues to kick my ribs.
After 2 minutes of that she starts laughing and walks away. I get up, my ankle kills. I stand on it, which is only making it worse. The bell rings so I put all my other books away and leave my one for technology in my bag.
I look at my timetable and it says that technology is in the library. Andy walks over to me once the people around him step away.
“They’re always the worse on the first day of the week.” Andy coughs.
I wipe his tears off of his face and hug him. I instantly regret it because my ribs are fucking killing me.
“What’s wrong?” Andy asks.
“Nothing, I’ll be fine. “ I lie.
We walk to the library and sit at the back of the class room.
“So today we have a new student.” Oh my fucking gosh you’re kidding me. “Imogen?” The teacher says.
I wave my hand in the air.
“Would you like to come up the front and tell us a little bit about yourself?” She suggests.
“No thank you, I’m fine.” I say trying to get out of it.
“Aw, come on.” She says.
I stand up and walk to the front of the class room.
“Umm, my name’s Imogen.” I start.
“What are some of your favourite things?” She asks.
“Music.” I answer.
“What are some of your favourite bands?” The teacher asks again. Enough with the questions already.
“Nirvana, Papa Roach, Fall Out Boy, Suicide Silence, HIM, The Misfits, Day, blink-182 bands like that.” The whole classroom becomes silent. Andy cheers from the back of the classroom. I smile weakly at him.
“Don’t you find it the least bit funny that none of us know who any of those bands are?” The girl who kicked me this morning laughs.
The whole class joins in with her.
“Megan that’s enough out of you. I hope you enjoy your time here Imogen.” The teacher that I now recognize as Miss Smith smiles.
I sit back down and Andy brushes his hand past mine. I blush lightly and we begin the lesson.
I love this so much
5/8/23