When the World goes Wrong-Chapter 2The panic from the screams, caused by the cuts which were made to exchange the blood. In one simple sentence the whole ordeal is summed up. All this death; it's the end of the world and it's all so simple.
The sun shined down, blinding Frank slightly as he tried to keep a positive mood while trudging through the dense forest. The trees surrounded him, looming over his head, and he didn't know whether he'd already seen certain trees before, they all looked so similar. The ground beneath his converse covered feet looked somewhat undisturbed, so the chances of running into someone unknown were not very high. But in this day and age you couldn't be too careful. Frank though, tried to be optimistic; it's all he could really do. So people were dead, or had gone completely crazy. He had a scrape across his face from the wall he'd run into, and hadn't had a bath in about three weeks. His hair was greasy to touch and stood on end, no longer having a healthy look to it. But he was still alive; a
Frankie in Wonderland Ch2Frank kept his eyes tightly shut as he prepared for his death but it never came. He could still feel himself falling. 'Surely I should have hit the bottom by now?" Frank thought to himself, but minutes ticked by and still he had not stopped. Deciding he might as well see what the hell was going on, he dug up the confidence to open his eyes, but very slowly mind you. Surrounding him was something very peculiar. The sides of the now very large hole were covered in wall lights. Every so often book shelves would pass, and Frank found himself reaching out to get one titled 'The Art of Futterwacken.' Frank frowned slightly at the book before placing it back on a next passing shelve. He emitted a loud sigh and drummed his fingers on his chin. Although he did wonder when he'd reach the bottom, he couldn't find himself brave enough to look down. His surroundings began to become clearer and brighter, as he started to slow down, to the very point where he was merely hovering in the air but n
Frankie in Wonderland Ch1Frank Iero tries his hardest to stay awake during his maths class, but after his late night having a movie marathon with his best friend Ryan Ross, this task was harder than it sounded. Added with the fact his teacher had the dullest voice ever made it impossible. To occupy his mind, Frank looks around at the other teens in the room. Ryan was sitting next to him doodling in his book, as usual lost in his own mind. Glancing at the page Frank sees only hearts scattering the once white surface. Nearly everyone knows who those hearts are for.
At the front of the class room sits Billie Joe Armstrong, he's prefect in every way. Everyone's friends with Billie, he just has a way with people. He's charming, friendly, sociable, enjoyable, cool, bold. 'And normal height,' Frank adds in his head, slightly bitter. It's not exactly fun being the shortest guy in his year.
Frank's head then turns to the table next to his, where sits two more of his friends Pete Wentz and Patrick Stump. To put things i