GERARD POV Another fucking year in this hell hole! It's only the begining of my first day of junior year and I'm already hating it. I wasn't bullied or anything I had friends, good grades. So why was I hating it already? One word...Frank. There he was that morning looking beautiful in a simple black t-shirt,black skin tight jeans,hot pink belt, and all black converse. There he was with his tattoo littered arms stretched out above him trying to reach the top shelf of his locker. As iI was nearing him i saw the number on his locker. 319...... Shit I thought to myself. I forgot over the summer there had been a small fire and damaged nothing but a ton of lockers. Our school was in fucking Belleville, New Jersey so of course they didn't have money to repair it. Leading for many studemts to have to share lockers this year. Just my luck I got Frank. I sighed quietly as ipulled on my usual facade of hate with Frank. Walking up behind him i pulled his blaring headphones out of his ears yelling "BOO!!!!!" Childish I know but I couldnt help myself ! I watch as the books he was trying to place on top shelf came tumbling down. "Fuck" i hear him breath as he bends his blond shaved head with the black mohawk to look at his scattered books. After he picks up his books he turns to look at me and says " Leave me the fuck alone Way. " "Actually no can do, we here have the great misfortune of being locker mates this year." I smirk as I see his face fill with dread. Don't get me wrong i still do love and care for Frank. I mostly just tease and stuff never reallly going farther than that. At first it hurt saying mean things to him after awhile i think i developed a little sadistic side that enjoyed seeing Frank hurt from my harsh words. "Oh yeah and don't bother asking for a switch cause I already asked." I lied. "Fine" he said turning to throw his shit in the bottom part of the locker. I shoved him aside with my shoulder and threw his shit out. "WHAT THE FUCK WAY ?!?" Frank yelled. I put my stuff in grabbing the stuff I would need for my first class. I turned around and said, " Bottom is mine. So don't touch. Have fun putting your stuff on the top shelf short shit." I smiled as i walked away leaving Frank to pick up his scattered things from the floor once again. As i rounded the corner I let my smile fall and let out a long sigh. Feeling the same way I did all those years ago.