The Boy with the Scorpion Tattoo

10 (Bob's POV)

"I'm Borreed!" I whined to Ray. I was currently sat on the couch upside down, the blood was rushing to my head making it feel heavy and hot but I was so fucking bored.

Ray sighed for the fifth time tonight. It was only Monday and Ray had tonnes of marking to do, I had already finished mine.

After a few more moments, I was about to open my mouth to whine again when Ray yelled out "Done!" whilst pumping his fists in the air. He had the usual dorky grin and I couldn't help but cheer, we could actually do something now! Although cheering didn't seem to be the best idea as I fell off the couch and face first onto the floor.

"Ow" I muttered, face still mushed into the carpet. Ray doubled over with laughter, I got up and stuck my tongue out at him. I may be a dude that looks intimidating and everything but around Ray I just let loose. Huh... foot loose...

Ray was looking at me weirdly and I realised I was humming the tune to 'Foot Loose'. Heh, oops. Suddenly Ray smiled, he had an idea! I knew that face, well it was his 'I have an idea face' or 'There is a new flavour of pop tarts" which was probably unlikely at this time of night.

"Hey, Mikey has that new job at that club. Why don't we go and see him! I think it's called 'Exotica'." Ray said, still smiling. I thought for a moment before nodding slightly, scratching at my ginger beard.

"Yeah the one that's 10 minutes down the street. Hey that's the mix-sex pole dancing club isn't it?" I asked and Ray nodded with a blush. He was so awkward about these things, both women and men like the ones in that club made Ray feel like a teenager again. It amused me to no end.

Ray was quiet for a moment before sighing. "If we go will you shut up about being bored?" He asked in a hopeful manor. I nodded and smiled and he smiled too.

"Come on then" He said grabbing his jacket and putting on his shoes. I clapped and cheered, yay goodbye stupid boredom!

***

We arrived at the club, music was playing loudly and the audience of men and women were cheering whilst gulping down their drinks.

We made a bee-line for the bar and I couldn't help but gape at who else was with Mikey.

"Kellin?!" Ray asked, shock covering both our faces. Kellin and Mikey both looked at us in equal shock and their faces paled significantly. Why had they reacted that way?

"W-what are you doing here, guys!" Kellin asked trying to smile but failing. Ray and I narrowed our eyes at the two teens. Luckily there were no customers for them to serve.

"I didn't know you worked here Kellin. Oh and hey, Mikey" I said. Mikey waved and smiled a small smile. He seemed nervous and kept glancing at the stage without anyone noticing, I had though so it didn't work. I was about to turn when Kellin spoke up.

"Hey, why don't I get you two a drink each, on me" He said and started fumbling around under the bar counter. He quickly nudged Mikey who snapped out of his daydream and he too stared to fumble around with glasses.

"Okay what the fuck is going on?" I asked, sighing in annoyance.

"Yeah guys, what's your problem!" Ray agreed, he looked genuinely hurt. They both opened their mouths but then closed them simultaneously.

Just then something caught my eye from the stage. I turned a little and then had to do a double take at what I saw. I slapped at Rays arm and he turned as well. He gasped and we looked at each other.

There on the stage, wearing barely nothing was Frankie. Innocent Frank Iero was a POLE DANCER!?

"Guys we can explain..." Kellin started but Ray's facial expression of horror made him cut off.

"What?" Mikey asked. Ray got out his phone and his eyes widened.

"Gerard's going to be here in 10 minutes" He announced. We all looked at one another thinking the same thing: Shit.