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I woke to the sound of my alarm clock blasting Headfirst For Halos. I got out of bed and started dancing while I picked out what I was going to wear today: a white short-sleeved t-shirt, my My Chemical Romance sweatshirt I made when I was twelve, black skinny jeans, and black Vans. I'm kinda the only one at my school who likes Alternative music even though I go to the high school that Mikey and Gerard Way went to. I always thought that the people who would go to this high school would wear band shirts but they don't and I'm the only one who does. I searched through my hat collection and found my black beanie. I went into my bathroom and applied my eyeliner and mascara and brushed my hair and put my beanie on before going downstairs. My Mom was leaning against the counter with a cup of coffee. I poured myself a cup and sat across from her.
"Hey," she said.
"Hey," I mumbled.
"How's school going?"
"Pretty good."
"Have you done your homework?"
"Yep."
"Have you made any friends?"
"No."
"Why not? You need somebody to talk to."
"I just don't like being around people. I like keeping to myself because it's easier."
"I know you do. I never see you when I get home."
"That's because I'm working on homework and drawing."
"You're still drawing?"
"Yes I am."
"Good for you. Could I see some of your work?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"Some of it is very disturbing and you wouldn't like it."
"Okay. Fine."
"Shit!"
"What?"
"The bus is going to be here in two minutes. Bye!" I grabbed my bag and my iPod and ran out the door. I put the earbuds in and started listening to Disenchanted. That song is my favorite one from The Black Parade because it talks about following your dreams and not giving up. I got to the bus stop before the bus left. I got on and walked all the way to the back. I put the hood of my sweatshirt up over my head and closed my eyes. We got to school and I got off after everyone else. I walked to my English class and sat in the back as I stared out the window at the snow sticking to the ground. I love Jersey and all it's greatness. I can remember going to the Eyeball Record parties and seeing My Chem play then I'd have to go straight home but then I'd get to watch Mikey and Gerard go home because I live five feet away from where they grew up.
School ended and I walked to the bus again. I got on and sat in the back. The bus dropped me off and I walked back to my house. My Mom was waiting for me with a couple of my drawings in front of her. I put my bag down and sat across from her.
"I like these," she said.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"I'm looking at your drawings. There's nothing disturbing about them at all. I don't know what you're talking about."
"You could've asked me if you could look at them. I have a cellphone."
"You would've said no."
"Fine." I sighed and dragged my bag upstairs where I started my homework and a new drawing. I finished my homework two hours later and walked back downstairs. I saw my Mom sitting with a strange man I never saw before. I walked closer to them.
"Who's this?" I asked.
"This is your father." she said.