Chapter 4 Welcome Live4LyricsCM! *gives Skittles* I'm going away for National Competition for Choir this weekend so I'm trying to post as much as possible in the next 2 days. As always I hope you enjoy! -------------------------------------------------------------------------- We made it into the room, and I walked up to our teacher and told her about Frank and Gee. She took roll and allowed us to work on our various projects like normal. I pulled my lyric book from my bag, my guitar from the instrument room and went to sit in the corner with Frank and Gee. Frank asked for my guitar and I handed it to him, he carefully took it out of its case. It was a blue acoustic, nothing special, but I thought it was gorgeous. He began playing an unfamiliar tune softly while I was writing in my book and talking to Gee. I was working on a new song, “Starlight, Star Bright”, I wrote swiftly, the words flowing. Starlights fade and darkness rise, I cannot stand to see you cry, a mutilating sigh again. You’ve been so strong, but even the strong have to fall, but I don’t understand at all, why the stars fade during my fall. Someone save me, I’m falling down, I hate me, but you love me. These sighs you’d cry, made me wanna die. I looked up and saw Gerard creeping over my shoulder, reading my song. “Creeping are we?” I asked raising my eyebrows. Frank giggled and kept playing, “maybe just a little. Its good, don’t be self-conscious of it. The stars are a metaphor, right?” “Yeah, for people. Because the light inside people can sometimes fade and darkness overwhelms them, causing them to fall from where they were.” I responded, watching Frank play. “Very insightful. I’ve had that happen once, it was awful. Luckily I had Frankie, Mikes, and Toro to pull me back.” He smiled at Frank, and Frank pulled his face into one of those weird expressions he had, causing Gee and I to crack up. “You know you are an amazing guitar player. You’d be great for a band.” I smiled at Frank. “Thanks. I’m already in a band…..the four of us are My Chemical Romance.” “Whoa, that name is totally kick-butt.” Even some of the professional bands didn’t have that good of a name, this one had a nice ring to it. “Thanks, Mikey got the idea from an Irvine Welsh book. He’s one of those people who are great at naming bands.” The rest of our class passed in a flash, Frank and Gee gave me a double hug, causing me to be unable to breathe, “Guys-….can’t-….breathe!” “Oops, sorry.” They went off to their class, leaving me to walk to mine.