Let The Flames Begin ✓ | Mikey Way

Chapter Nineteen

Contrary to popular belief, I have not died. I don't know what happened but I just suddenly lost all motivation to write for over a month. I can't promise when the next update will be, because I will be going on vacation in a few days, and after that I have band camp (11 hours of band in the August heat. Someone kill me.) and after that school starts. But I severely apologize for the late update

Anyways, this chapter's dedication goes to arushi29m! Thanks for all of your support and help with this story! ALSO I SAW FALL OUT BOY WITH HER LIKE A MONTH AGO AND OH MY GOD IT WAS AMAZING I LOVE THEM SO MUCH I CAN'T

And here is your over anticipated and delayed chapter.

"I just- I don't know what color I want!" I groaned in frustration as I flopped back onto my bed. I was skyping Mikey, trying to decide what color we were going to dye my hair tomorrow. It had faded to an almost white, and I looked like an evil witch from a children's story. "I also can't decide if I just want to dye half of my hair again or all of it."

"Well, if you dye all of it, you'll have to bleach the other half of your hair too." He pointed out.

I groaned. "But bleach burns!"

He chuckled. "You could dye it back to your normal color and just bleach and dye the ends-"

"No!" I cut him off. "Just the ends? That's boring."

He rolled his eyes. "Oh my God, you're such a girl."

I snorted. "Shut up." I began scrolling through my phone, looking at different Manic Panic colors. "Oh, what about yellow? I could make my hair electric banana."

He laughed. "I mean, if that's what you want-"

"Oh God no. Maybe I could do that for the bangs and dye the rest orange. I could pull a Hayley Williams!"

"I'm surprised you even know who that is."

I glared at him. "I might be an idiot but I don't live under a rock."

He shook his head. "Whatever you decide to do, you'll still look beautiful."

I smiled and blushed. I was about to say something when my Dad spoke from the doorway, making me nearly jump out of my skin.

"So who's the guy making my daughter blush?" He asked with a smirk on his face.

I placed a hand over my heart. "Jesus fu- uh, I mean, fudge, Dad. You scared the crap out of me!"

He rolled his eyes and began walking over to my bed. "Sooo-"

"Oh my God Dad."

"Who are you skyping?" He sounded like Cassey right now, I swear.

"Mikey." I mumbled.

He threw his hands up. "Are the two of you ever just going to start dating already?"

I mumbled again. "Uh, we are-"

"It's about time!" He yelled. He walked over to the computer and stuck his face in the webcam. "Hello Mikey!"

"Dad!" I yelled and pushed him out of the way so Mikey wasn't staring up his nose. "What do you want?"

He shrugged. "I just came in here to say hi. Also, dye it all blue. Like a navy blue. It'll look good on you."

I saw Mikey nod. "He's right. You'd look cute in blue."

I blushed. "Thanks. Now you can leave Dad."

"Are you sure you don't want to spend some quality bonding time with your father-"

"Bye Dad!" I shoved him through my door and closed the door on him. "Sorry, I love you!" I called through the wood before plopping back onto my bed.