The Grammar Witch and the Candor Take On "My Immortal"
From Jackie and Emily's two part series, our commentary on "My Immortal", because as Jackie puts it, "it's summer and we don't need brain cells". So prepare yourself for 44 Chapters of fun/torture/hilarity/pain.
Here is other part of this package http://www.quibblo.com/quiz/jARaval/The-Grammar-Witch-and-the-Candor-Take-On-Lovestruck (The Grammar Witch and the Candor Take On "Lovestruck")
We Are Both Demi-Psychopaths!
On the night of the concert I put on my black lace-up boots with high heels. Underneath them were ripped red fishnets. Then I put on a black leather minidress with all this corset stuff on the back and front. I put on matching fishnet on my arms. I straightened my hair and made it look all spiky. I felt a little depressed then, so I slit one of my wrists. I read a depressing book (Sweetheart, thereâ€™s a way to create tone in a story. This isnâ€™t it.) while I waited for it to stop bleeding and I listened to some GC. I painted my nails black and put on TONS of black eyeliner. Then I put on some black lipstick. I didnâ€™t put on foundation because I was pale anyway. Tanning! I drank some human blood so I was ready to go to the concert. You hear that everybody? Before going to a concert you must always drink human blood. (But Emily, all we have is skim blood. Does that count? Oh my gosh, Emily, these fanfictions are turning me psychotic!) Hey, you can be a demi-psychopath! Like me! Thanks Tessa!
I went outside. Draco was waiting there in front of his flying car. He's not a Weasley!He was wearing a Simple Plan t-shirt (they would play at the show too) (At this point I just want Dracoâ€™s character to come to life so I can his reaction to how some of these fanfictions), baggy black skater pants, black nail polish and a little eyeliner (AN: A lot fo kewl boiz wer it ok!).
â€œHi Draco!â€ I said in a depressed voice. How does that even work?
â€œHi Ebony.â€ he said back. We walked into his flying black Mercedes-Benz (the license plate said 666 That's not a license plate number.) and flew to the place with the concert. On the way we listened excitedly to Good Charlotte and Marilyn Manson. We both smoked cigarettes and drugs. Iâ€™ll call the cops. If you're lucky, you wonâ€™t be charged with â€œCrimes Against Humanityâ€ for this fanfiction. When we got there, we both hopped out of the car. We went to the mosh pit Oh God. at the front of the stage and jumped up and down as we listened to Good Charlotte.
â€œYou come in cold, you're covered in blood
They're all so happy you've arrived
The doctor cuts your cord, hands you to your mom
She sets you free into this life.â€ sang Joel (I donâ€™t own da lyrics 2 dat song). I bet they are happy about that.
â€œJoel is so fÃºcking hot.â€ I said to Draco, pointing to him as he sung, filling the club with his amazing voice.
Suddenly Draco looked sad. I wonder why? You donâ€™t say a guy is â€œfÃºcking hotâ€ to your date!
â€œWhatâ€™s wrong?â€ I asked as we moshed to the music. Then I caught on. Took you long enough.
â€œHey, itâ€™s ok I donâ€™t like him better than YOU!â€ I said. Uh-huh.
â€œReally?â€ asked Draco sensitively [Facepalm] and he put his arm around me all protective. [facedesk]
â€œReally.â€ I said. â€œBesides I donâ€™t even know Joel and heâ€™s going out with Hilary fÃºcking Duff. Not anymore! I fkcng hate that little btch.â€ I said disgustedly, thinking of her ugly blonde face. A face canâ€™t be blonde.
The night went on really well, and I had a great time. So did Draco. After the concert, we drank some beer (I thought she was a freaking vampire!) and asked Benji and Joel for their autographs and photos with them. We got GC concert tees. Draco and I crawled back into the Mercedes-Benz, but Draco didnâ€™t go back into Hogwarts, instead he drove the car intoâ€¦â€¦â€¦â€¦â€¦â€¦â€¦â€¦â€¦ the Forbidden Forest! Thatâ€™s on Hogwarts grounds. And Draco doesnâ€™t drive. Heâ€™s a wizard snob.