Frank's P.O.V



"Frank... Frank...FRANK!" My head flushes with the voice of my highly frustrated english teacher.

"Yeah.." I bite my lip as I slouch in my chair from the slight embarrassment.

"I was just showing you your new seat by Mr. Way." I watch her pointer finger point to a desk on the opposite side of the room, next to another boy. His brown hair flops over his head as he looks down at his phone.

"Oh, yeah." Quickly, I shove my notebooks back in my bag. Wrapping my ear buds around my iPod before traveling across the room to my new seat. He looks up at me as I sit beside him, throwing a quick smile. Him returning it.

We sit in silence as the teacher continues with her lesson, it's the third day of school. Yesterday was my first cause I had to switch school cause I was practically kicked out. My mom just kept holding it off to register me until the first day of school. So right now I know NOBODY and don't know where anything is that's not on this sheet of paper with a poorly drawn map on it.

Within about five minutes after sitting myself down, he decides to talk to me,

"I'm Mikey." His head looks up from his phone as he faces me. I notice the way he fidgets in his seat.

"I'm Frank." I answer back, he just looks back on his phone.

My eyes look over and get a peek of his screen, he's just texting someone I guess. When he closes out of it, his back round is a picture of a girl who I assume is his girlfriend.

"Your girlfriend's pretty." The words slip through my mouth as I get another look at the picture. Her hair is longer and jet black.

"I know right? She's in eighth grade." He smiles as he locks his phone, looking up at the teacher.

"Oh, cool." I throw back at him as I copy him with looking back at the teacher as she writes random clauses on the board.

We stay quiet for a little bit until he breaks the silence again. "Hey, wanna hang out after school. My brother could drive us there."

"Umm.. sure." A question mark just flashes through my head, I just met the kid..

"Okay, wait by the office doors and I'll meet you there."

"Umm. Okay." Well I don't know if I should take this as a good or bad thing.

But in another twenty minutes, the bell rings and the two of us stand up.

My heart drops when I realize how tall he is compared to me, he just laughs as he looks down at me.

My tongue just flies in the air at him.

"C'mon, my brother had a class a few doors down. You can catch him if you hurry up." He chuckles before leading me out the room, I just shrug.

Right away, a boy with short white hair jumps on Mikey. He's a few inches shorter than him but throws himself on his back.

"Mikey James Way you fucking faggot!" He chuckles as sits on his back, so this is his brother?

"Shut up, Gee I'm taller than you!" Mikey laughs along as he walks down the hall with his brother planted on his back. "Oh, yeah this kid's coming over."

I watch Mikey spin around, facing me as his brother gets a look at me.. I get a look at him too.

Emerald green eyes, pale skin just a few shades darker than his snow white hair, thin pointed nose.. 10/10 would bang.

"Oh, where'd you meet this one?" He jumps off Mikey's back, heading towards me. Grabbing my hand, forcing me to shake hands with him.

"Hail satan, we have all your metal needs. This is Gerard speaking how may I help you?" His words are fast as he shakes my hand with a little too much enthusiasm.

"Uh, we have all your punk rock needs, this is Frank speaking." I try to go along with Gerard as I stare at Mikey with my eyebrows folded.

He just stands back and laughs.

"Gerard, stop being weird you're making him uncomfortable." Gerard just turns to Mikey, flipping him off before he turns back to me

"So, you're a punk rocker? Hmm." I watch him as his face gets a little to close to mine, his eyes staring into mine.. I get a bit uneasy as I feel his breath on me before he pulls away. "Well, see you around, kid." His teeth flash a grin at me, his small teeth as white as his hair.

Mikey rolls his eyes as he watches him walk away.

"So, meet me by the doors then? Don't worry, Gee's always weird like that but you'll get used to that." His hands slap my back playfully.

"he's very enthusiastic, and alright. See ya." I wave back at Mikey as he walks in the other direction as I go down the stairs for fourth hour.. That was. unusual?

Even though his brother is completely insane.. He seemed pretty cool. I mean, I don't think he's the type of person who's going to be boring all the time. Like, he has some spiff to him. Yeah, spiffy. He's spiffy.

His name was pretty unusual too.. Gerard? I never heard that name before.. Then his brother's name was Mikey. Well, that's something to think about.

And that's exactly what I thought about through out the rest of my classes. Well.. not so much Mikey but Gerard. I don't know why but something.. drew me into him.

I don't know if it was his looks, his eyes or that he was just crazy beyond belief. Not once in my old school did I meet someone like him, nope. They were all boring or were too scared to be different from society. Well, now I know Gerard's original. He was himself, and I liked that. So maybe that's what pulled me in.. Just the fact that he's original and one of a kind. Yes, that's exactly what he was, one of a kind. I never met anyone who'd ever dye their hair white or be as hyper as he was to someone new.. I think I can get more than used to him.

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Just like what Mikey said, he was waiting for me by the office doors. Phone in his hand again, I had to literally walk in front of him and snap my fingers to get his attention.

"Oh, hey!" He's quick to lock his phone and place it back in his pocket. "Ready to go meet my insane brother again?" He smirks.

"Yeah, sure." I nod, trying not to smile as I think of him driving me home... I just hope his driving isn't as reckless as his personality..

Notes

Gerard's crazy and hyper. Metal head.. lol hail satan. But yeah, tell me what you think? And oh yeah, check out my other Ferard, Dream about the white rabbit, lust upon a black hare. It's actually not that bad (:

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-Caitlynn