LeMusicObsesser

 They sat in the algebra class, together. Like every, ordinary day. The teacher taught in her happy, cheery way. Like every, ordinary day. The students continued on being idiots. Like every, ordinary day. Thing is . . . It wasn't an ordinary day. The two girls sat together. One in front of the other, like always. "You ready?" the taller of the two murmered. "When am I not?" the other replied, flashing a malicious grin, glancing at the door. There was the T.A... A knock on the door. The teacher broke off mid-sentence. You could feel the friends' excitement. The teacher made her way to the door, where the two had a whispered conversation. "Stu

Joycee paced back & forth. She had been waiting here for about an hour. This was the day she had been dreaming about for over a year. She felt so nervous, what if she messed things up? What if he wasn't coming? What if something happened? 'No, don't think about those things,' she instructed herself. 'Do NOT overthink this, it will all be perfect.' The intercom came on, & she froze in place. "Would the parents of Ayanna Smith please report to the lost & found area?" Joycee let out the breath she had been holding, & flopped down on a chair. She buried her head in her hands. Her butterflies had been lasting weeks, & now here she was, minutes awa

 Danny sighed as he stepped out the bar & into the dark night. This was the third bar he had been to in the past two days. It had been a week since his wife had left with some cunt, bringing along their baby girl, Scarlett. Images of them flashed through Danny's mind, bringing tears to his eyes. How was he to heal his broken heart? Danny closed his eyes & lowered his head, while still walking, to try & force out the images. Suddenly, Danny rammed into something - no, someone. His eyes flashed open, an apology stumbling past his lips. It took a moment, but Danny recognized the figure. Deuce. Aron. Hollwood Undead's ex- front man. A scowl was p

Jordan & Matt sat arm-in-arm on the couch, unwinding after a long day filled with band things. Hollywood Undead became bigger & bigger as the weeks & months wore on. The couple had decided to spend the evening by ordering pizza & watching a movie or two. Halfway through the first movie, Matt looked up at Jordan for no particular reason. Jordan looked back, smiled, & kissed his beautiful boyfriend, pulling him onto his lap. Matt straddled his lap, without breaking the kiss. Jordan placed his hands on his lover's waist, & felt hands inch their way to his shoulders. Jordan gently licked Matt's lips, asking for entrance. Matt obliged, opening his

-A Month Later- I know I have to go back to school soon. I know it's already been a month. I know that my grades will suffer & I might not go onto high school. I know all this. But . . In the few days I've gone since the accident, everything seems so different. Everyone is moving on with their lives, while my world has come to a crashing halt. I can't concentrate, I can't stay focused. Everything just seems different. Difficult. I'm moving to a new school next year, anyways. What does it even matter? I guess I should explain. It's been one month since the horrible car accident that caused my father's death. It was the last night of his bowl

She walked the short distance from the bathroom to her room, her excitement growing. She had her hair done wonderfully straight, her eyeliner perfect, & it took no time at all to get her semi-new contacts popped in. Today was the day of the Science MSP, she was so confident. She had this growing feeling that something was going to happen today. She knew it. As she reached for the doorknob to her room, she noticed her dad's door was shut closed. That's odd, she thought. Usually her dad kept his door open all night for the dehumidifier to do it's job in his room. Right as she stepped into her room, she heard the tell-tale jingle of the door ann

Matt felt immense pain & regret again, as if re-living the moment again. & now he'll have to share the same living sapce with same man who broke his heart. Thankfully, it was just Jorel & Matt right now, & Jorel was giving Matt some space. Matt got up & headed to the small bathroom to splash his face with some cold water. When he returned, he heard some murmuring towards the front of the van. Matt followed the sound, & then saw Jorel talking to Jordan. Jordan looked awful. He had bloodshot eyes, seemed nervous & looked like he hadn't gotten any sleep. When he saw Matt, his face was alive with regret. Matt felt the threat of tears again, & hea

 Matthew St. Claire (Otherwise known as Da Kurlzz) sat in the band's van. & by band, I do mean Hollywood Undead. Matt sat on his bunk, head resting in his hands, trying to put thoughts out of his head. Pictures of Jordan Terrel A.K.A Charlie Scene flashed through his mind. Tears escaped Matt's eyes, pooling into his cupped hands, dripping onto the floor below. The events of the night before unwound in his thoughts for probably the thousandth time. "Yo Kurlzz!" Matt tried to hide his over-eager smile, hearing Jordan call to him. "Hey Charlie!" Matt said, calling Jordan by his stage name. "You up to head to the bar tonight?" Jordan asked. Matt