Gerard's point of view.

I grunted as my mom yelled for me to get up for school. I only had two weeks left until it's all over. Last two weeks of senior year, and I couldn't wait until it ended.

Stretching my pale arms, I got out of bed and did my daily routine for school: change of clothes, ruffling up my greasy black hair, smudging on some eyeliner, and throwing on my dusty old Converse shoes. I grabbed my old grey back pack, and headed down the stairs to see my brother, Mikey, waiting for me. I poked his shoulder as a signal to get up so we could leave.

"Bye, 'ma!" I called out, receiving a "Bye honey!" in return. Me and Mikey strolled out of our little Jersey home, and started walking to the hell hole.

"Senior year of high school, and you've still got no boyfriend?" Mikey raised his eyebrows at me.

I rolled my eyes and told him to shut up, followed by a "I don't need anyone right now" like always.

"Gee, you've been saying that since the eighth grade." Mikey retorted. I just groaned. He stuck his tongue out like the immature little shit he is, and we found ourselves in the school parking lot.

My eyes scanned the crowd of students milling around. They were all different. It was interesting. Blonde hair, green eyes. Black hair, brown eyes. Brown hair, blue eyes. There was far more. People gave me weirded out glances as I scanned their faces fearlessly, looking into their eyes, noticing the color, the pattern, the light.

Until I came across a truely stunning pair of eyes. They were hazel orbs, with a certain light behind them that I'd never seen in any pair of eyes before. My breath stuttered in my throat, before I blushed. Sure, I'd seen tons of hazel eyes. These were different. I still have no idea how to describe it.

My own eyes trailed down his face, coming across an amazing sight. Cute little freckles splattered across his nose and upper cheeks, paired with a small button nose that fit him perfectly. His lips were plump and soft looking, with a silver lip ring through the bottom one. Beautiful.

Now, I'd never believed in love at first sight until I really thought about it. And as I look back on it, it was definitely love at first sight.

The boy I didn't know looked up from the notebook he was scribbling in. By the way he was writing thoughtfully, and sloppily, I guessed that he was writing a song. I smiled at that, wondering what kind of music he liked.

As he looked up at me, I felt my eyes widen and my cheeks flush a light pink. He smiled at me, and waved a little. I smiled crookedly back, probably coming off as a creep.

As I walked away to my first class of the day, without going to my locker, I was determined to find out who this guy with the beautiful eyes was.

Notes

I like writing this so far. I'm really excited to get this fic on the road, and keep writing it.

You see, I have a past of abandoned fan fictions. I'd started them, get to a cliff hanger, then have no fucking clue where to go next. So I end up just forgetting about them and the giant stack of comments telling me to update.

Eh.

I'll try my hardest for this one. I don't have a schedule for updating. Random times, sometimes two chapters at a time.

Probably more than two if I hit post limit on Tumblr. (which is here)