Frank's P.O.V

"Frank, let me see your iPod." Gerard insists as one ear bud's planted in my ear, he unplugs the cord as he flips through my music.
"You like Anti-Flag?" His face lights up as he scrolls through more.

"Yeah, and Black Flag." I add as I just stare at him as he stands in the parking lot, snooping through my music.

"Oh, I have a friend who likes Misfits. Dude, where's the metal at?" He tosses my iPod back at me.

"Home? I don't know I don't really listen to metal." I shrug, putting my iPod and ear buds back in my pocket.

"Mikey, get my phone. We're teaching this kid a lesson." Gerard snaps himself around walking back to his whip. Leaning over the front seat as half his body was in the car as he fiddles around.

I am not going to admit to the way I stared at his butt.

But seconds later, music blasted from the car's stereo.. Which wasn't that crappy. Pretty good quality actually.

Right away I could tell he was playing metal... just by the way he sat in his seat, head banging to the beat while I stood outside by Mikey.

"Hey, I'm going over across the street to the middle school to meet up with Alicia, are you cool staying here with my brother?" His eyebrow raises at me.

"Pfftt, yeah no problem. Tell her I say hi." I wink at him before he laughs.

"Yeah, yeah." He turns away, walking across the street.

Oh help me god.

"Hey, short sharks, you coming in?" Gerard shouts back at me as I was staring off into space. Well alright.

I walk around the other way and hop in the passenger seat, right away I'm greeted by a cloud of citrus smoke.

This kid smokes?

I watch him as he leans his head back, my eyes are more focused on his flexed neck and Adam's apple more than the smoke crawling from his throat.

He grins, blowing the rest of the smoke out from his teeth as he looks back at me.

"Wanna try it?" He offers, I've done hooka before. Just not in this form.

But I take it anyways, inhaling the smoke. I let it linger in my mouth, the taste is like vodka.

I blow it out, Gerard's eyes still locked on me

"Dude, that tastes like vodka." I sick my tongue out, letting the air take away the taste. I can't stand vodka anymore. Not after last summer.

"C'mon dude! It's Joker that shit's good. But you should try Foreplay. My friend Evan can hook you up if you want." Again his words just spill from his mouth before he holds the pen up to his mouth, inhaling more of the vapor.

"I tried a mocha one, it was pretty good."

"Coffee? Dude, no way. Where'd you get it?" His voice pounces on me as his kelp green eyes light up.

"I don't know my ex Taylor had it." I shrug, it was good anyways.

"Dude! I gotta take you to Sphinx omigod!" His voice jumps at me as he's kneeling in his seat... Talk about hyper active... but it's cute. It's like he's a kid.

He hands the pen back to me and I take another hit before he changes the song.

"Dude, have you ever heard Thy Art is Murder?" I shake my head as I let the smoke slip out from my teeth.

"Omigod, check out this breakdown dude!" I watch his hand reach over the the stereo, practically turning it as high as it'll go as he plays more music.

I just try to go along with it as I sit in my seat, handing the pen back to him.

My eyes gaze out the window, staring at the other kids walking past. Staring into the car probably cause they can easily hear Gerard's music.

I turn over to him as he screams along with the song, I just watch him before he starts turning it down. Staring at me.. I stare back at him.

"what?" The music's practically on mute as he stares at me.

"You're shaking the whole van." His eyes stare at me, a crooked smile slashed on his face. Shaking? wha.

Oh.

I look down at my leg and notice I bouncing... I just duck my head away

"Sorry... I have anxiety." I feel my face blush.

"Dude, I do too!" He smiles

"Oh, cool." I grin back at him. Now I don't have to feel weird about it.

"Hey, Mikey should be back soon. You're coming over, right?" I nod back at him.

"Awesome. So um.. How long have you been going here?" He leaves the music turned down as he turns himself to face me.

"Um, like two days." I chuckle.

"Oh, you're new?"He head tilts.

"Yeah, why is that weird?" I mess with him, pretending that I'm offended.

"Oh, no! I was just asking." I watch him get a bit uneasy, I just sit back and laugh.

"Dude, I was just messing." His face turns to an -Oh- expression before he fixes himself on his seat.

"So, how'd you meet Mikey?"

"I had to sit next to him in english today... and that's pretty much it." I laugh on how stupid that sounded.

"Oh, alright.." I watch him turn to the rear veiw mirror. "Well, that's Mikey right there, ready?" He grins at me as he re starts his car. I nod as Mikey hops in the back.

"Well then let's gooo."

Notes

A little bit of bonding. Yay. And this happened to me haha it was a daily routine for about a month tilll I went to the hospital. Now me and the kid don't talk D:

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-Caitlynn