Make way for Way

Gerard's POV:
"GERARD, first day of High School! GET THE HELL UP!" Geez, wasn't expecting that this early. I leaned over and checked my clock: 5:38. Fuck, I can't sleep a little longer? I hopped out of my messy, wooden bed and yanked my clothes off the shelf. "Today's going to be miserable as hell," I thought to myself. Stumbling out my bedroom door and into the bathroom, my eyes barely adjusted to the light. I shook my hair in front of the mirror, just to see how bad I looked. "Hah, pretty bad," I said louder than I probably should have. I got out of my plaid boxers and hopped in the shower. Today's going to be a living hell.

I looked in the mirror, and I DEFINITELY didn't like what I saw. I can't believe I actually have to go dressed like THIS. I was wearing a dark blue, plaid cardigan for men with red skinny jeans, and grey converse. "I look like a fucking joke," I thought. I slipped my hand into my shallow pockets. "FUCK, are these pants meant for girls?" I said, too loudly. I'm 15 years old, I really need to start going out more often to actually PICK OUT my damn clothes. I gave my hair a quick blow-dry, and brushed it out, so it looked like a cross between slightly wavy and straight. I quickly swiped on my eyeliner. It looked nice with my hair. I walked out of the doorway, and stepped into the living room where I had to *GULP* socialize. I really never liked socializing. As long as I had my music, I was fine. I loaded my backpack with supplies: ruler, calculator, notebook, binder, pencils, highlighters, and all that other stuff you need for High School. I threw on my dark grey, fleece hoodie. Maybe I'll wear that for the rest of the day. Swinging my backpack over my shoulder, I said goodbye as I went to catch the bus.

The school day went on as usual, except for getting slammed into a locker, passing from 1st period to 2nd. I knew I looked like a joke. Arriving in 3rd hour, I forgot to check my class schedule to make sure it was the right class. I took a seat next to this cool-looking kid with dark brown/black hair. It was in sort of a fringe, but it didn't cover his eyes. He had these really cool-looking black studs in his ears, almost covered with hair. And was that a silver nose ring? Whatever. He had light brown eyes, and seemed friendly. His eyebrows were shaped evenly, and you could see cute little dimples on his light-toned face.

"Hey, I'm Frank!" Holy fuck. He had such a nice, seductive voice. I stared in awe as he continued to wait for an answer. "I-I'm Gerard," I stuttered. I could see him looking over at my desk at a piece of paper I probably didn't care for. "Uh, dude. You're not in this class, sorry," He mumbled towards me. "Wha-what?" I fumbled upon my words. "Your schedule..." He looked shy, now. I grabbed the schedule off my desk. "Ooh, fuck," I don't know why I moaned it out like that. Perhaps it was because I was turned on because Frank was incredibly sexy, or I was being embarrassed by making an idiot out of myself, or both. I quickly grabbed my schedule, backpack, and hurried out the door. I was 6 minutes late for my next class! Shit, that's going to leave a good impression on my teacher. Not like I want to, or anything .

Notes

Haha, first chapter's really horrible, I know. It's my first fanfic I've ever done, so I just need a lot of practice xD Tell me what you think so far?^-^