You Get a Life Time (Frerard)

The first time I saw him, I decided that he was special, so out of 5 spare seats where I could have sat, I chose to sit with him, at the very back of the room.

It was the first day of school for everyone. But for me? I just moved to this town, and I literally know no one except for my parents. And now I've made a dumb decision to sit with the quiet, probably creepy kid at the back instead of some kids that looks like I could have made friends with.

However I'm not even worried about making friends. You see, I didn't have many friends back at my old school but the friends I had, we were really close. I'm not the type of people that have like 20 fake friends but have no real friends. My friends, I can trust them. Even if I don't make any friends, stuff it. I have my guitar. And my favourite bands.

As I sat down, the guy turned to look at me. His black hair was randomly in his face and blocking me from seeing his eyes. He turned away so quickly I could only his pale skin. I kept looking at him. This guy was wearing a black jumper, a pair of black jeans, and some converse. (Which was black, again) Those are the type of guys that probably doesn't have many friends and loves bands. Great. Because that's exactly me.

His appearance drew me to what I looked like. My hair was messy as usual; I had a thin layer of eyeliner on, probably not to noticeable (well not enough to be called emo). I wasn’t wearing a band tee for some reason. Great.

Why was I so keen to prove myself? I don't know. Normally I couldn't care less about how people think of me. But like I said, he was special.

The teacher stood up and pulled out of piece of paper from his pocket. He started reading it. It was a list of students and as he called, he told some of us to stand up. Obviously, I was one of them. Obviously, it was a list of new students. But the guy next to me wasn't one of them.
"Introduce yourself " The teacher, well, Mr. Wright, said.
One by one, the students introduced themselves. By the time it got to me, I'm sure 80% of the class was bored of the same old speech - "I love one direction!""I love shopping!" And stuff like that. So I felt the need to be more interesting... And possibly make some enemies

"My name is Frank and I'm 17, as we're all in the same grade." I continued "in case you're stupid or something, we're in year 12 and you're probably 17 too"

I could see him chuckle a bit. Yes.
"And yeah I play the guitar and I love bands"

He turned around to face me.

"... A lot, and you probably won't want to listen to me go on about. So yeah"

Great. Now I'm probably Mr. Arrogant or something.

And I sat down awkwardly. I looked around the room. Some people are staring at me looking amused but some are looking at me like I'm a retard. I guess they're right.

I was the last one to introduce myself, so after me; everyone went silent until the teacher told us to do whatever we want as it was the first lesson.
As the room was filled with chatters, I heard a voice from next to me. "Um..."
Heart beat: Increased.
"Hello..." he said quietly, looking at me.

I could see his eyes and almost all of his face. His eyes were hazel, but has green and yellow inside and it was beautiful. Something like Benedict Cumberbatch's eyes, but even prettier.
He was a little bit chubby but it was adorable and actually, matches the rest of his face perfect. He's kind of really hot. Like hotter than those popular guys that has like 20k followers on Instagram from just taking selfies. He was... Special...

I was probably really awkwardly looking at him so I looked away, red with embarrassment.
I quickly glanced at the rest of the class to see if they are also having awkwardness like me. And it turns out that most of the girls are trying to talk to this one guy. He was alright looking but no where as good looking as...

"My name is Gerard" his voice was kind of high pitched and has a tiny bit of Jersey accent in it. It was adorable! BTW I’m not a girl fangirling about how guys are adorable. I’m a freaking 17 year old man!
... Gerard
"My name is..." I said quickly, "you know what my name is... "

Everything was so awkward until I finally had the nerve to ask what his favourite bands are. We then started an intense conversation on whether Tre Cool is the best drummer in the world.
Why isn’t all the girls talking to Gerard? Like WAT? He’s 1000000000x better than that popular guy.

I think they need to get a taste.

So time passes by, and after 3 periods, it was lunch. The first period where I met Gerard was English and the other three was Maths, Chemistry (hehe My Chem) and PE. Gerard wasn't any of the other periods.

So now, it's the difficult time of the day where you have to find someone to sit with. I didn't bother asking anyone if I could sit with them even though I know they would accept me. I just wanted to see Gerard. I don't know why.
I spotted him sitting with a group of people around the corner of the school. It was so easy to find him considering his clothing colours. I walked up to him and asked whether I can join their group.
"Sure." He said as he turned to everybody, "This is my Frank, aha I mean Friend”
I knew he was joking but MY FRANK? That almost made my heart jump out of my mouth.
There were about 5 people in the group and all had same music taste as me. Everyone introduced themselves.
The massive one was “Bob”, the guy with the fro and high pitched voice (even higher than Gerard’s) was “Ray”, the one with no emotion was “Mikey”, the shortest one (still taller than me… argh) was “Billie Joe” and there’s another “Mike” that’s so tall, it made me jealous.

~

When school finished, I walked home slowly thinking about everything that happened.
I ran home and ran up to my room without even taking some food.

"How's school?" I could hear my dad shouting from downstairs

"Good!" I screamed back.

"Did you meet anyone that you like?" My mum said, laughing.

"Nope!"

I stared down at my black converses.
"Nope..."

Notes

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