Sex and violence.

The kid follows me out of the lunch room all the way to my locker. He just stands there while I dig around in my locker, finally finding my box of ciggies. I'm quick to shove them in my pocket before I close my locker shut. My eyes catch on to a familiar face behind the door of my locker and jumps right in my arms.

"Frank!" She hugs her face in my shoulders.

"Chelsea." I kiss her forehead before I drop her back to her feet.

"I'm skipping sixth hour for some lame doctor's appointment."

"Oh so he's checking on the baby?"

"Frank, shut up." Chelsea playfully slaps my arm, laughing as she catches on to my joke.

"Hmm, so you have another ten minutes don't you?" I lean my fore head on hers as she holds my hands. Swinging them as she smiles.

"You got it." Her face reaches up to mine, I feel her tongue run across my lip ring.

Okay, one good thing about leading this kid around is that I can use it as an excuse to get out of almost anything. So now I can go make out with Chelsea for another ten minutes and won't get busted for being late to class.
"Hey, you. You're coming with." I bark at him before I grab Chelsea's hand. Pulling her to our usual make out spot which is in the door way of the art room. No music classes after lunch and the art teacher isn't here. Smart thinking right?

He just sits against the wall as I pull Chelsea on my lap. Her green eyes lock on my yellow eyes for a few seconds till I get to the point and pull her face on mine. Right away she shoves her tongue in my mouth.

So me and Chelsea make out for a solid seven minutes till I feel her phone vibrate on my lap. "That's my call." She swings her legs off me but I just pull her back on my lap.

"Noo." I playfully kiss her neck as I rock her in my arms.

"Frank. I gotta goo." She giggles before my arms set her free. I watch her as she grabs her bag, walking around the corner.

"Text me." I shout before she's out of sight. I don't hear her response as I pick myself up and grab my bag. I turn the corner and remember dipshit's here.

"Where do we go now?" He just looks up at me.

"Science, now get your ass up." I growl at him as I pick up my pace. Getting a few feet ahead of him. Still, he runs to catch up to me.

"Your girlfriend's pretty."

"I know." I keep my eyes ahead of me but out of the corner of my eye I see him looking at me.

"How old is she?"

Now this question I don't mind answering. I love hearing people's reaction when I tell people Chelsea's age after they see her. "Fourteen."

"Aren't you eighteen?" I see him slow down.

"Seventeen, now tell the teacher I led you around." I stand back, waiting for him to walk in the room first.

As soon as he turns the door knob I shove him in the class room. Right away everyone looks at him, I even catch Justin and Bob getting a kick out of this.

"Um.. I'm Gerard. I'm new and Frank was.. just leading me around." Smooth kid, smooth.

"Oh, that's right. Here, you can have a seat next to Mr. Iero."

I almost piss myself when I hear her. No, teacher. You got this wrong. Me and this kid aren't friends.. I can't even remember his god damn name.

"Alright." Little prick over here responds before walking to the back of the room. I roll my eyes before I follow in his foot steps.



Gerard's P.O.V

I spot Frank by the doors when the lunch bell rings. Before I could lose sight of him, I ran up to him. He didn't even look at me when I ran up to him. He just kept walking straight.. and I kept quiet. He lead me to his locker where I just sat there waiting while he was digging around for something. Just when I think we're going to go to class, this girl jumps on him. She's a few inches shorter that Frank. Meaning she's really short. Not gonna lie, she was really pretty with the way her brown hair went across her face. My guess is that she's a junior. Just short for her age..

So now Frank decides to take Chelsea and make out with her for ten minutes while I sat in the hall. I couldn't even feel bad about this. I'm so damn used to people using me and leaving me. So this isn't anything new.

Finally I watch Chelsea walk down the hall and Frank walking in front of me. "Where do we go now?" My voice sounded a little too excited. But what could I say? I finally got Frank to myself.

"Science, now get your ass up." He walks a little faster as he's ahead of me. I pick myself up before running to catch up with him.

"Your girlfriend's pretty." I try to start a conversation with him.

"I know." Wow, someone's excited.

"How old is she?" Just trying to keep it going...

"Fourteen."

Woah. Did not expect that.. "Aren't you eighteen?"

"Seventeen, now tell the teacher I led you around." I don't protest. I go ahead and open the door. Right away I feel his hands push me into the room. My heart pounds when everyone stares at me..

"Um.. I'm Gerard. I'm new and Frank was.. just leading me around." I look back at Frank.. he doesn't look as pissed off..

"Oh, that's right. Here, you can have a seat next to Mr. Iero." She calls out. Hm. That went well.

"Alright." I answer back as I head to the back. Waiting for Frank to join me.

I try again to start another conversation as the teacher goes on with whatever she's doing. "So, Frank. What do you do after school?"

"Drop in at the skatepark and smoke" He doesn't even look back at me but I get a little excited when I hear he skates too.

"You skate?"

"Yeah, so?" I see his yellow eyes look at me with irritation.. My heart sinks lower..

"Oh, nothing.." I try to blow everything off.. Frank doesn't even respond. I just think to myself. Think about why he hates me. I didn't even do anything to him.. Then again.. Everyone hates me. My mom hated me when she smoked. My foster families hated me. Hell, I even hated myself.

"Um. Can I ask you something." I finally get the courage to ask the big question.

"Even if I said no, you'd still ask." I watch his eyes roll. This is it. I just spit it out.

"Why do you hate me so much.. You don't even know me. You won't even take the time to get to know me." My eyes watch him as he stays silent. Staring up at the board as he bites his thumb. I watch him for another minute before I turn my head around.

"I just don't like people so back off." I don't look at him when he finally responds.. I can't. Nothing's going to change. I'm going to live through hell for the rest of my life.

My head spins and pounds with emotions till the bell rings. Frank is the first to go out the door, I just sit back for another few seconds. Feeling sorry for myself. I really am pathetic.

When I get the strength to get up, I head to the office right away to meet with Mr. Iero.

"So how was your first day." He smiles as he sits behind his desk. I force one on my face.

"Good. It was nice." I lied.

"Was Frank good to you." I catch his eyebrow raise.

"As good as can be.." I lied again.. I just want to bite my tongue off and swallow it. Every word coming from my mouth is just a lie. Soon he won't trust me... I don't even trust myself.. But I keep a straight face..

"So you think you'll be comfortable going home?" He smiles again. My spine shivers when he uses the word home.

"Yeah, it's going to be better than my last one." Finally, something that isn't a lie. Anything would be better than living with that prick. I try to hide my thoughts with a smile on my face, Mr. Iero smiles too before someone barges through the door.

"Hey dad are you-" His voice stops when he finds me in the room.

"Oh, hello Frank. Me and Gerard were just talking about you." I study the way they stare at each other. Frank's the first to look away.

"ooo great." His voice is sarcastic. My eyes move on to his dad's.

"I'm glad you're so excited because Gerard's coming to live with us."

Finally the cat's out of the bag.. Frank just throws him self up. "What?!"

Oh god.. here we go.

Notes

Yep. The big part of this. Now I can actually go on with a decent plot. But Yeah. So much typing today D: