Hey Guys!! You all are sooooo amazing! i have a few announcements. 1) if you have ever read my old story Convicted, there is a special treat in this chapter! 2)I am starting a contest, who can draw the best Dawn? well draw her up and post a blog then sent me the link! a few friends of mine will be judging. But the deadline is next Wednesday! the winner will get whatever chapter where on by then first, and there art will be featured for everyone to see! And last but not least # 3) Anyone have Wattpad?! Yes? well its an app and a website.
P.O.V. Dawn; I suddenly lost all body function. I forgot how to breath, how to blink, how even make a sound. I was trying not to go all fan-girl and freak out, and to be honest, I didn’t care of they hit me with their car! The nurse made a motion for them to inter as she left. The stepped in, Gerard and Frank at my left and Mikey and Ray to my right. Suddenly I was glad we moved to New Jersey.
“Umm, I don’t know how to say this, but I’m sorry I hit you with my car.” Gerard said awkwardly. I wonder how awkward it really was apologizing to someone you hit with your car.
“Here we are!” My mother shouted as we pulled into our new home. We just moved to Belleville, New Jersey. I grunted from the back seat, just wakening from a long slumber. We had drove all the way here from California, and don’t get me wrong, I have always loved New Jersey, but I didn’t want to be here.
I climbed out of the car, pulling my iPod out of my pocket and putting in my headphones. I blasted My Chemical Romance and tried to ignore the fact that my Aunt, Uncle, and Grandparents were going to be here in a few hours to see the new house.
The movers had already moved in our stuff, so I
Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday dear Frankie! Happy Birthday to you!!!!!! Haha love ya Frank! ~Dreamer
Yep, sorry guys. Convicted is canceled. I really didnt want it to be, i love the story. but i feel that if i keep making things up on the spot, i'm going to run it into the ground. T_T. Now, Now, little ones, dont cry. if you would like me to write other fic, i will. give me some idea's a few characters and a time period of MCR and i will. Thanks for all your support, love, and comments! I really loved reading your comments, they made my day! Sincerely with great apologizes ~Dreamer
I've thought up a new idea for a fic, but first i want to see if anyone will even read it...Okay so most of it i will think of along the way(as i normally do) But the basic idea is a girl Dawn Phoenix, who is found and adopted by MCR. Little did they know she has a secret life, (altho i haven't thought much about it quite yet) the more it goes on the more you'll find out becasue if i say anymore it wi;; ruin it. If you like my story Conivted you should like this on. (Hopefully)
POV-Frank- I watched as Gerard ran about the house getting ready for his ‘date’ with Brain’s assistant. He was in almost overdrive mode when I knew I finally had to get him to get his shit together. I rose from the couch and walked into the kitchen where Gerard was searching for his keys. I stopped him in the middle of his search and put my hand on his shoulders. He looked at me with mixed emotions. I knew he was anxious because he really did like her (although I doubt he will admit it) and he was also worried because of Bandit. I sighed and looked him in the eyes.
“Gerard, man you have to
Well....Happy 32nd Birthday Mikey! Hope you have an awesome one!....
Hey Killjoy's! I can hardly believe we are on out 50th chapter! I wanted to thank you all for the idea's and the great reader's you all are wonderful. So I'll keep writing if you'll keep reading!~Dreamer.
POV-Janelle- It was Shadow, or at least that’s what I knew her as. Acted calm, I thought, don’t freak her out! She smiled brightly, holding something wrapped in tinfoil.
“Hello. I’m Shay Price. My mom Demetria and slightly older brother Caleb are your neighbors! We see on the news what had happened, so I made you this, Chocolate Cheesecake.
POV-Janelle- May I have a laptop, or something, there is some research I would like to do?”
The nurse smiled, she left the room and was back within 5 minutes. Her arms full with a laptop, paper, and a pencil. I thanked her, and asked that on her way out she shut the door.
I opened the computer and double clicked on the internet. Google was already there homepage, so I typed ‘Party Poison’ into the search bar. When the resulted came up I clicked on the Wikipedia link, and quickly began scanning down the page. When I found a paragraph that stopped me in my tracks:
‘After his wife