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This heart only beats for you.

Hey it's cool I'll be okay.

Soon enough we had our first day of school. Neither of us cried cause we had each other. But after school that day we returned to the tree and sat under it. Eating animal crackers and cinnamon apple sauce. Talking about how grown up we were now that we're in school. Lucky for us we had every teacher together through grade school. We really didn't talk to any of the other kids, we just stuck with each other. Who needs other friends?

Middle school was a huge change. Me and Gerard grew up in a small school, small class but now they thought it would be a good idea to mix all four schools together in one fucking place. This school was fucking packed. Not only were there a lot of people, everyone decided to go through puberty over the summer. They all had growth spurts and their voices got a few pitches lower. But nope, not me. I didn't grow one inch over summer, no body hair or anything. yeah I was a cast out but lucky for me, Gee had my back all through sixth grade.

For Gee.. he seemed to be getting the hang of homework and keeping up with his classes. With me.. well let's just say I wasn't as good as the other kids... What could I say? I was always distracted. All the teachers loved Gerard. He was smart, neat and organized (with his art, well that's a whole different story. But anyways) when it came to me they weren't so happy. I was the total opposite of Gerard. I'd always be goofing off, or doing something that has no relation to school whatso ever. That's just how I was.

Seventh grade finally came, the first year I was actually allowed to play an instrument. Yeah, our school sucked that way. I played the saxophone because I thought it was cool.. and shiny. To be honest, right away I clicked with music. The music alphabet was the only alphabet that made any sense to me. Band was the only class I got an A in. I thought it was pretty cool, Gerard did too for a while before trying to get me to do better in all my other classes.

I finished seventh grade.. surprisingly. My grades were all C's and D's beside the A in band. Right after our last day of school me and Gerard went down to the old tree. Now I was tall enough to actually reach the branches. But at this age we grew out of tree climbing.

Summer flew by and now I started eighth grade. Growing an inch over summer. Right about fucking time. But yet I was still under developed. To be honest me and Gerard didn't have any body hair. So we kept getting shit for it in the locker rooms. I was still glad I wasn't a big hairy gorilla though.

Of course Gerard took art and surprisingly got all AP classes except Chemistry. I had Chemistry with him but all my other classes were normal level and I was in band.. no doubt about it. Since I had no friends in any of my other classes and Gerard was gone.. I didn't really goof off. So I was pretty much forced to listen to whatever the teacher nags about. I actually worked in my classes though. Even if I got D's on it. I tried, I was pretty proud of myself. That was until my teacher called my god damn mother, telling her about their special education classes. So as soon as I walked in my house I was greeted with a two hour conversation with my mom. It wasn't really that bad, I mean she wasn't mad at me or anything. She just said it was nice to see my try for once, but that felt weird when she said it.

But no matter how much I nagged about it, My mom agreed to put me in those classes. Where you learned at a slower pace and the teachers walked you through everything. I wasn't stupid. I just never really listened in my classes before.

Cause of this, band and seventh hour were the only classes I enjoyed. And Lunch. Lunch was always good. But who wouldn't like music and random chemicals? We did all these crazy experiments in that class. Like one time we put metal sticks in different beakers of random stuff and stuck them in a burner and the flame turned pink or blue or green. It was fucking sick. But one experiment that really stood out from the rest.. Ha well this is gonna be a story for you.

Notes

Yep. Frank. I based this off of me again. I never listened the last two years of school and now im in IEP. Yeah, but I actually did the stick experiment its fucking cool. Ask your teacher about it. but yeah, i think Frank is a develped character now. Gerard might still be a little flat but I'll work on it. But yeah Gee's smart and wants to do good in school. Who would've known?

Comments

*impaitently waits for update*

Come back, I love this!! X

Gee just kiss frank again

LOL mine to

@FranksNipples
No your update was good but.... Never mind