Typical Girls by nokomis305 (PG)

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Fandom: BANDOM
Pairing: Gerard/Lynz, Pete/Mikey/Alicia 
Length: about 20k
Author on LJ: nokomis305 
Author Website: only her LJ 
Why this must be read:

This is an unusual story. Not because its a het pairing, but because its a High School AU with a difference. It has a brain. Seriously. Not only is this cleverly constructed, there is also a heart to the story and believeable characters. And then there's the hilarious dialogue. nokomis305 also includes canon so seamlessly, in a way that enhances the story.


 

After lunch Gerard sat through an agonizing history class and then started the death march to the art room. He remembered fondly when he'd looked forward to classes with Lyn-Z, when he'd get to soak up her awesome through osmosis and watch her roll her eyes at the cheerleaders chattering in the middle of the room and doodle little zombie wars in the margins of her notes.

And art class was the best of the three classes they shared, because they sat at big tables instead of desks and sometimes Lyn-Z would bump into his table on her way to the sink or the supply cabinet, and he'd imagine that one day she bumped into him instead of the table and fell into his lap and he'd say something cool and suave, like Ash would say to an S-Mart customer, and she'd grin up at him and wrap her arms around his neck and say something just as awesome and suave back, and then they'd kiss and there'd be fireworks and flowers raining from the ceiling while a unicorn trotted by with a banner that read "Gerard and Lyn-Z 4-eva!"

Only now, Gerard thought despairingly, that would never happen, because Lyn-Z would fall in his lap and then shriek and say, "Boy parts! Eww!" and hop on the back of the unicorn and gallop away, ripping the banner off to land sadly on his head while she rescued a princess and made out with the royal bitch.

He slumped down in his chair at his table and sullenly flipped open his sketch pad to a blank page.

"Stupid dick," he muttered.

"Hey!" Dewees indignantly piped up from the other side of the table

"Not you," Gerard said quickly. He didn't want to talk, so he hunched over the sketchbook and started drawing the next series of events he'd planned in his comic, about the vampire and the raven going on a road trip together, and tried very hard to not notice Lyn-Z strolling in the room, or Lyn-Z's uniform skirt brushing against the side of his table, or the fact that when she sat down at her table a few feet away her skirt scrunched up around her thighs to an almost obscene degree.

Vampires, Gerard thought, trying to keep his eyes glued to his sketchbook. Nothing sexy about vampires.

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