"Kriss, please, no, stop it!" Mikey's squealed pleas rang through the streets as I tickled his sides mercilessly. He had by now crumpled to the ground, eyes streaming, face tomato red. "Take it back, then," I mock-growled, not faltering in my tickle assault. "Okay, okay! I... I'm sorry... I take it... Back!" He gasped the words out between manic giggles. I laughed evilly, and straightened up, leaving him to pick himself up off the hard concrete. I skipped back to Gerard, who was looking at me incredulously, eyebrows practically in his hair. "What?" I asked innocently. His face grew even more incredulous, if that was possible. "You just chased my brother. And pinned him down and tickled him. In the middle of the street." I grinned. "Yeah, well, he deserved it! He called me insane!" Gee snorted at that. "Yeah, and that attack completely proved your sanity." The sarcasm rang from his tone. "Psht, that wasn't an attack. It was merely a warning." I pulled a feeble karate pose. "If it had been an attack, he wouldn't be getting up." Both boys laughed out loud at that, and Gee slung his arm around my shoulders. It was Monday, and we were on our way to school. I was feeling pretty damn fantastic, if I was honest. Friday's date had gone amazingly, and I now had the most perfect boy to call my boyfriend. His family approved massively, to the point where I was still staying with them, despite my excellent recovery and the empty house that still belonged to me. I felt good, and it almost surprised me. I wasn't used to smiling so often. We arrived at school, and Gee glanced at me. "We'll probably get shit for being together, you know," he told me. I nodded. "Yeah, I know, but no way am I letting these fucking idiots get between us." He smiled sweetly, and took my hand as we walked in. As he had predicted, we got a load of stares as people saw us together. They yelled all manner of obscene and insulting comments, but I kept my head down and let all of it bounce off me. I actually did a pretty good job ignoring them, of which I was proud. We went through the day acting oblivious to everything and everyone around us. Most of the day was a blur of classes, nothing notable really happened. That is, until our art class. This was the only class Gee and I shared, so I looked forward to it. When I arrived at the class he was stood by the door, waiting for me. We went in together, hand in hand, and took our accustomed seats at the back of the room, retrieving our projects and getting straight to work in comfortabe silence. The silence didn't last, however, as not long into the lesson, we were approached by a group of dicks and sluts led by, of course, Austin. He stood over us and stared. "Well, if it isn't the little Goth couple. Finally gone public, huh? Why? Got her pregnant, Way?" They all sniggered, although I wasn't particularly amused, and neither was Gee, judging by the set of his mouth. I glared at the paper on my easel. He leaned down. "You know, Gothella, there's an abortion clinic nearby. You should probably go. Better than unleashing another little Emo on the world." I scowled, but stayed quiet. "Come on, Emo slag. I bet you've had abortions before, lots of them. It should be easy." At that point, I snapped. And by 'snapped', I mean spat directly in his face, aiming for his eyes. Not the most ladylike thing I've ever done and, okay, pretty gross. But I didn't really care, and he deserved it. He staggered back a little, swiping at his face, then raised his arm and advanced to hit me. Before he could, though, a pale hand snaked out and clutched his arm. Gerard. "You lay a finger on my girl, man, and I swear I will make you hurt. Bad." Gerard's face was actually scary. He looked murderously angry, his glare alone could probably have melted ice, so much so that none of Austen's 'friends' offered him any aid. Even Austen paled a little, but he hid it under a fierce scowl and yanked his arm from Gerard's grip. "Who the fuck do you think you are, Way? Don't ever touch me again. If I wanna hit you or your little bitch of a girlfriend, I'll fucking do it. You can't stop me, you crazy fucker." Gerard kept his glare steady. "If you hurt her, I will show you just how much of a crazy fucker I can be, I swear." Austen rolled his eyes, but a little of his bravado was gone. Not that I blame him. I'd be terrified if Gee aimed that look at me. Although I had to admit, it was quite sexy when he used it in my defence. "I'll get you, Way. Watch." With that, Austen and his little clique stormed away. Gee looked over me. "You okay?" I grinned and said, "Fine. Nice scary face." He winked. "Thanks. Nice shot with the spit-bomb." I giggled. "I try." He leaned over and kissed me quickly on the lips, before getting back to work as if nothing had happened. The PDA surprised me a little, mild as it was, because we'd gotten enough crap for just holding hands, never mind kissing. But I liked it, and I was happy with the fact that he was willing to be open about our relationship. It meant a lot that he wasn't ashamed of me. Class ended soon after that, and we met up with the guys to head home. We didn't mention our little confrontation, and it was soon forgotten in light of other conversatipn topics, such as the new Batman comic that we'd all read over the weekend. I was laughing again by the time we turned on to Gee and Mikey's street. I was pushing Mikey to tell me about some girl he mentioned named Alicia, making him blush furiously, but I was interrupted by Frank's voice. "Hey, what's that over there?" I looked where he pointed, and saw cars pulled up. Flashing red and blue lights. Police officers. An ambulance. All outside of the Way household.

Notes

CLIFFHANGERRRR!!! Muahahahahahahahah. I'm an evil bitch, I know, but please don't hate me! I gave you scary/sexy Gerard to make up for it! Oh, and by the way, I go back to school tomorrow :( so updates may not be as frequent. But I shall update once a week at the very very very very least, I promise.