Make way for Way

I stumbled into the doorway, and was immediately greeted by the strong smell of lavender. Wow, Frank sure had an interesting taste in smells. I made sure to close the door after Frank came in the home. I cautiously looked around, making sure there was at least a half-safe environment. "Wow, Frank. You have quite a nice home!" I complimented Frank. He blushed a little, embarrassed, and looked down at the hard-wood floor. It looked a lot bigger on the inside than on the outside. It didn't look 'proper' or anything like that, but it did look quite creative. There were green couches in the living room, with a flat-screen TV in the middle of the room, and a wooden table clothed with lace. In the kitchen, there was an extra-large silver fridge (thank God, I can't wait to get my hands on the snacks), and island tables with tall stools.

"Want to go up to my room?" Frank questioned, startling me out of my thoughts. "Yeah, sure," I said back. I followed Frank up one flight of cold, wooden stairs before I saw his room. I kicked off my converse by his door, and went inside. A blast of cool air greeted me at the entrance of his wood door. "Wow...Frank!" I was amazed at how organized a Freshman guy could be. He kept his room somewhat spontaneous, but still organized as fuck. Looking around, I saw he had an Xbox on the black TV stand, and at least 60 games stacked neatly in a box, also underneath his TV stand. His bed had a red blanket with pure white sheets, making it look classical, but cool. He had smooth, wooden flooring in his room. His walls were decorated with meaningful drawings, some a bit depressing. It seemed a bit weird to me, because from what I saw, he was a very happy-go-lucky kind of guy. I guess you can't judge a book by its cover.

"Yes, Gerard?" Frank asked, stunning me, because I was, again, lost in my thoughts. "Your room is awesome! I love your drawings," I, somehow, managed to converse to Frank. "Oh, thanks. Want to play a video game?" Frank taunted, with that little glint in his eye. "Sure, I guess," I answered. I wasn't that big into video games, but his collection seemed interesting. We finally settled on Call Of Duty: Black Ops 2, when we ran out of ideas for what to play. "Shit, Gerard," Frank rolled his eyes at my idiotic playing. Only halfway through the game, I was already starting to screw up. I paused for a second, taking time to look into Frank's eyes, as he reciprocated. I only knew the guy for not even a day, and I had already fallen for him. I eyed him, up and down. He was perfect.

"Umm, Gerard?" Frank blushed. I, out of habit, looked down at my crotch to check if anything was 'standing', if you know what I mean. "Yes, Frank?" I muttered, still peering into his chocolate eyes. "What are you staring at?" He pondered out loud. "Oh, uh... I was just looking at you to grab your attention, about your, um... Band! That's it!" It came out so quickly I could barely catch my breath. "My Chemical Romance? We broke up, like, 1 year ago. I don't see why you would be interes-," Frank tried to get his words out, but I rudely interrupted. "I checked you guys out on YouTube, it was awesome," I said. "Wow, thanks! We're long gone, though," Frank shook his head. "Well, do you think it would be possible if, maybe, I could see you guys play?" I asked Frank.

Frank gave me a lopsided smile, "No, Gerard. I mean, I could get Ray, Mikey, and I together, but not the lead vocalist. He kind of lives in L.A. He was actually the one who broke up the band in the first place," Frank stared at the floor. "Well, do you think maybe I could practice with you guys? I've got a good singing voice," I answered him. My singing voice was really one of the only things I liked about myself. And, creepily enough, my singing voice sounded pretty much identical to the lead singers'. "Wow, Gerard. You sure?" Frank had a wide smile on his face, and seemed excited. "Yeah, I'd love to!" I said. I can't believe I was doing this. I mean, I'm not the type of person to put themselves out there. I guess it would be kind of amazing to be in a band, though. Whatever. "Wow, Gerard! This is so exciting! I'll call up the guys, and tell them to meet me here with you, tomorrow, right after school. Sound good?" Frank gushed. "Yes, Frank!" I was so excited. I checked my watch: 7:08, and it was getting dark outside. The distance was only about 3 blocks away, so I could make it walking. "See you tomorrow, Frank!" I called up, making my way down the stairs, and to the door.

This was going to be awesome.

Notes

Okay, so there's a bit of excitement in this one. I was going to put smut in it, but I'll put it off until later into the story. What do you guys think so far? ^-^