(Mikey) "Mom's going to be pissed if you miss school." Gerard sighs and rests his head on the side of my bed.
"I'm not going. You skip all the time anyway" I mumble into my pillow.
"That's nothing to do with this. Why don't you want to go? What's wrong hm?"
"Nothing, Gerard. I'll get ready. Go away."
He nods and leaves me to get ready.
I don't care how I look so I just grab stuff and throw it on.
Anthrax t-shirt, red skinny jeans and skeleton gloves with my black hoodie.
Then I grab my chewed up converse and head downstairs, straight out of the front door where Frank is stood smoking.
The breath catches in my throat and I stumble back inside, slamming the door behind me.
"Why's Frank outside!?" I hiss to Gerard who's walking down the hall way with his keys and bag.
"Because he's walking with us. Is that a problem?"
"N-No! Why would it be!!?" I huff and march outside, keeping my head low because of my flaming red cheeks.
"Does he have to walk with us?" Frank says to Gerard.
"He's my brother Frank, yes. What's the problem between you two?"
"There isn't one!" I sigh.
"Yes there is! I hate him!" I stop dead and hold my breath.
"What?" I squeak.
"You heard me Mikey. I hate you." He walks off ahead of us as I start shaking. Why is he doing this...
"Mikey, C'mon." Gerard whispers and grabs my arm.

Gerard and Frank had gone around on their own today so I sat with Ray.
"What's going on with you and Frank?" He asks and takes a bite out of his sandwich.
"Honestly, I don't know. I can't grasp what his problem is!"
"What's gone on?"
"Ray...he knows about me, Gerard told him but he was drunk and Frank...he kissed me, now he's acting like a total douche and I don't understand."
"He kissed you! Maybe...maybe he's in like denial of liking you?"
"I doubt he even likes me, just messing with me."
"Let's ask him then."
"Are you nuts!" I laugh.
"Well, I have an afro. Consider the nuttiness. Lets ask!"
"I'd just...Fine."