Like Ghosts In The Sun

I begin walking towards the cafeteria. We just had math, which I did okay in, but the math teacher, Mr Dalton, told us we're going to be starting trigonometry soon! Yay! That's my favorite!

I hope you noticed the sarcasm. Trigonometry SUCKS BALLS.

The cafeteria is almost completely full, except for a few empty tables on the other side of the room. I walk quickly over to get some food, then, oh, what a surprise. My lunch money is stolen from me.
"Hey, emo bitch!" the guy says as he snatches the money from my hand. "You don't need this money. You look like you could lose a couple pounds."
And all his friends laugh.
And I do not.

I feel a hand on my shoulder. I quickly turn around, hoping that it wasn't another asshole coming to piss me off. It's just Mikey. I exhale loudly. Thank god. I'm already sick of everyone here, except for Mikey. Mikey's cool.
"Hey, I saw what happened there. You okay?" he asks.
"Yeah... yeah I'm fine." I reply quietly.
"That was Dan, he's an ultra douche."
"The fuck is an ultra douche?" I laugh.
"He is."
"Oh. Okay then."
Then we both start laughing hysterically. Mikey flops on the ground and starts laughing even harder. Someone approaches him.
"What the fuck, Mikes?" he says. He has messy black hair that sweeps over intense, hazel eyes.
"ULTRA DOUCHE!" screams Mikey, then he starts laughing again. The anonymous guy reaches a hand out to Mikey. Mikey, still laughing his ass off, grabs it and pulls himself up.
"Right... okay then." says the guy. He looks at me. "Who's this?" he asks Mikey.
"Oh, right, introductions and shit." says Mikey. "Gerard, this is Anita, Anita, this is Gerard. Gerard is my brother. He likes pizza more than I do, and, trust me, that is quite an achievement."
"Uh, thanks for that information." I say. We go and sit at one of the empty tables. Mikey pushes his half-empty tray of food towards me.
"Do you want some?" he asks.
"No thanks, that looks pretty gross..." I reply.
Gerard puts his elbows on the table and rests his hands on his jaw, grinning like a teenage girl about to gossip.
"So, how did you guys meet?" he says in a very girly tone.
"Um, art class..." I say awkwardly. Gerard looks disappointed. I think he wanted a more interesting story.
"Where's Frank?" Mikey asks Gerard.
"Sick. Well either that or he just couldn't be bothered showing up. I dunno." says Gerard.
"What a bitch." says Mikey.
We sit there and talk for a while, laughing at all the random shit Mikey says. Gerard looks down at his wristwatch.
"Ah fuck, I gotta run. See you later." he says, before running off.

The school day's almost over. That means I have to go back and put up with Pete's bullshit.
No. Don't think about that. Focus on good things that have happened today. Like... I already have some really cool friends.

Maybe that happy thought will get me through the rest of the day.

Notes

Wow I haven't updated in AGES
This chapter's kinda shit but I promise some interesting stuff's gonna happen.
Patience, Senpai.
Let me know if the story's good or if it's bullshit.
K BYE