Well, shit.
I Can't Stand Still
Ugh... moving is shit. at least I charged and updated my iPod last night. Currently playing - Clavicle by Alkaline Trio.
"Frank, are you even listening?" To you, mom, no. To beautifully insane music, yes.
"Uhh, yeah?" Bad choice of words.
"And? What do you think?" Fuck.
"About what again? I forgot what the conversation was about..." Fuck yeah, great save.
"God Frank, pay attention! I said, what do you want to eat?" Alien placenta.
"Not hungry, just need coffee. Starbucks?"
"There's one just around the corner from your dads house, really close to your new school, too."
Thank. Fuck. Nothing worse than running late for school and missing out on my morning coffee. Wont have that problem anymore. Fuck yeah.
"How much longer mom?" I really fucking want that coffee now.
"Not long Frank, jesus, stop asking! You've been asking the whole damn way, there's about 10 more minutes, okay?"
"Cool." I put my headphones back in: Misfits, Last Caress. I start to sing along, but at the line 'I raped your mother today' mom says how much she hates how negative my music is, so I stop singing.
Soon we're at Starbucks and mom's asking what I want. "Caramel macchiato." When she comes back she gives me my coffee and a walnut scone. Wow.
"The scone was free with the coffee, don't give me that look, just fucking eat it." We both laughed. Mom can be pretty funny sometimes.
In about 5 minutes we were at dads house. We finished getting my stuff into my new room and walked back outside with dad just as the neighbors got home from school. Shit, the older brother's hot. Eyeliner, Iron Maiden hoodie, eyeliner, SUPER SKINNIES (tightest jeans you can get), eyeliner, combat boots and eyeliner. Did I mention I have a thing for eyeliner on guys? And I also have a thing for dyed hair, which his obviously is, no natural jet-black hair is that monotone. Normally there's parts jet-black, highlights of pepper black.... yeah. I know. I pay too much attention to appearance. I didn't even realize I was leaning on the fence to look at him. When I realized it was hurting me, the younger brother laughed. He walked over to the fence separating the two driveways with a shit eating grin that could put the Joker to shame.
"Hey, I'm Mikey. Did you zone out or were you totally checking out my brother?" Oh jesus he's a forward person.
"Umm...."
"Mikey! What the fuck dude?" Now the hot older brother is walking over. Oh lord. lets just say thank fuck I'm leaning on the fence because Little Frankie likes how this guy swings his hips when he walks. Little Frankie likes it a lot.
"Sorry about Mikey, I'm Gerard. You our new neighbor?"
"Yeah, I'm Frank Iero." Please fuck me.
"FRANK! I'm leaving now!"
"BYE MOM." "No hug?" "Nope."
Gerard and Mikey laughed. "Are you a mommas boy, or is she just really embarrassing to you?"
I blushed. "She's just insanely embarrassing." They laughed again.
"Frank, your dad's coming over here. Just wondering, do you want to come over later?
"Gerard, we only just met him. We don't even know how old he is." Wow, thanks for the encouragement Mikey.
"Guys, I'm 16. I was meant to start at Belleville High today but mom overslept and I still hadn't finished packing all my shit. I even had to leave my car behind because mom didn't trust me driving here for the first time in a different car to her." Yep. My beautifully small (like me) car was still back at moms house.
"Frank! My boy! I haven't seen you since you were this big!" He held his hand to his knee.
"So I haven't grown much, then?" I grinned at him. I always had more of a connection with my dad, even if we could only talk over the phone.
"So I see you've met the Ways over here. Good boys, when Mikey isn't breaking Gerards shit."
Dad and Gerard laughed while Mikey silently crept away. "What did he break this morning Gerard? I swear all of New Jersey heard you two yelling." Gerard went awkward, scratching at his neck. "One of my Batman mugs..." WHAT. THE. ACTUAL. FUCK.
"Who breaks a Batman mug? Or literally ANYTHING Batman??!"
Dad was the awkward one now, I could tell. He's always out of place in nerdy conversations.
"Alright, I'll let you boys talk or hang out or whatever, Frank just come home whenever if you're going across the fence."
"Thanks dad, I'll be back soon. Gerard, to answer your previous question, yeah I'd love to go inside. I don't like outside much."
"Cool. Bye Mr. Iero!" I could hear dads muffled 'Bye Gerard' through the door.
"You can see all my awesome Batman stuff!" Wow, who gave this guy nerd skittles?
"Frank, are you even listening?" To you, mom, no. To beautifully insane music, yes.
"Uhh, yeah?" Bad choice of words.
"And? What do you think?" Fuck.
"About what again? I forgot what the conversation was about..." Fuck yeah, great save.
"God Frank, pay attention! I said, what do you want to eat?" Alien placenta.
"Not hungry, just need coffee. Starbucks?"
"There's one just around the corner from your dads house, really close to your new school, too."
Thank. Fuck. Nothing worse than running late for school and missing out on my morning coffee. Wont have that problem anymore. Fuck yeah.
"How much longer mom?" I really fucking want that coffee now.
"Not long Frank, jesus, stop asking! You've been asking the whole damn way, there's about 10 more minutes, okay?"
"Cool." I put my headphones back in: Misfits, Last Caress. I start to sing along, but at the line 'I raped your mother today' mom says how much she hates how negative my music is, so I stop singing.
Soon we're at Starbucks and mom's asking what I want. "Caramel macchiato." When she comes back she gives me my coffee and a walnut scone. Wow.
"The scone was free with the coffee, don't give me that look, just fucking eat it." We both laughed. Mom can be pretty funny sometimes.
In about 5 minutes we were at dads house. We finished getting my stuff into my new room and walked back outside with dad just as the neighbors got home from school. Shit, the older brother's hot. Eyeliner, Iron Maiden hoodie, eyeliner, SUPER SKINNIES (tightest jeans you can get), eyeliner, combat boots and eyeliner. Did I mention I have a thing for eyeliner on guys? And I also have a thing for dyed hair, which his obviously is, no natural jet-black hair is that monotone. Normally there's parts jet-black, highlights of pepper black.... yeah. I know. I pay too much attention to appearance. I didn't even realize I was leaning on the fence to look at him. When I realized it was hurting me, the younger brother laughed. He walked over to the fence separating the two driveways with a shit eating grin that could put the Joker to shame.
"Hey, I'm Mikey. Did you zone out or were you totally checking out my brother?" Oh jesus he's a forward person.
"Umm...."
"Mikey! What the fuck dude?" Now the hot older brother is walking over. Oh lord. lets just say thank fuck I'm leaning on the fence because Little Frankie likes how this guy swings his hips when he walks. Little Frankie likes it a lot.
"Sorry about Mikey, I'm Gerard. You our new neighbor?"
"Yeah, I'm Frank Iero." Please fuck me.
"FRANK! I'm leaving now!"
"BYE MOM." "No hug?" "Nope."
Gerard and Mikey laughed. "Are you a mommas boy, or is she just really embarrassing to you?"
I blushed. "She's just insanely embarrassing." They laughed again.
"Frank, your dad's coming over here. Just wondering, do you want to come over later?
"Gerard, we only just met him. We don't even know how old he is." Wow, thanks for the encouragement Mikey.
"Guys, I'm 16. I was meant to start at Belleville High today but mom overslept and I still hadn't finished packing all my shit. I even had to leave my car behind because mom didn't trust me driving here for the first time in a different car to her." Yep. My beautifully small (like me) car was still back at moms house.
"Frank! My boy! I haven't seen you since you were this big!" He held his hand to his knee.
"So I haven't grown much, then?" I grinned at him. I always had more of a connection with my dad, even if we could only talk over the phone.
"So I see you've met the Ways over here. Good boys, when Mikey isn't breaking Gerards shit."
Dad and Gerard laughed while Mikey silently crept away. "What did he break this morning Gerard? I swear all of New Jersey heard you two yelling." Gerard went awkward, scratching at his neck. "One of my Batman mugs..." WHAT. THE. ACTUAL. FUCK.
"Who breaks a Batman mug? Or literally ANYTHING Batman??!"
Dad was the awkward one now, I could tell. He's always out of place in nerdy conversations.
"Alright, I'll let you boys talk or hang out or whatever, Frank just come home whenever if you're going across the fence."
"Thanks dad, I'll be back soon. Gerard, to answer your previous question, yeah I'd love to go inside. I don't like outside much."
"Cool. Bye Mr. Iero!" I could hear dads muffled 'Bye Gerard' through the door.
"You can see all my awesome Batman stuff!" Wow, who gave this guy nerd skittles?
Notes
BOOM PLOT TWIST Frank missed his first day of school. What a great impression to give your teachers. But YAAAYYY Gee and Frank met AND THEY'RE NEIGHBORS YAAAYY yeah I know... predictable.... yep. This fic will be pretty predictable at times... but I try not to let it be though.Keep telling me how bad it is! And QUESTION TIME!
What type of car do you think Frank has? I honestly have no idea what Gee's is but Frank! Anyone that knows me, or what car my dads gf has, that's it. GUESS!! :L
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Title credit: I Love Playing With Fire - The Runaways
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