Let Me Teach You A Thing Or Two

I finish putting a few pictures of logos from bands on the side of my locker door, then organize my binders and note books. I color code everything, okay yes I'm a nerd when it comes to organizing school shit. My back pack sits on its hook along with my denim coat leaving my arms bare. I don't have the greatest muscles but I got some.

"So Mikes, I never got to ask you," I begin to finish my question from earlier as I slam my locker making Ray jump, " what period do you have lunch?"

"Oh, I have the same one as you guys," He replies with a grin on his face because of Ray getting scared.

The first bell rings making the rest of the guys slam their lockers. We all say our 'see you later' to Mikey and head off to English, which is Shakespeare. I like writing and all but it's my last year plus I heard this class was actually fun. Ray wraps his arm over mine and Bob's shoulders, we both look at each other then at Ray.

"Oh c'mon guys this is our last year here in this hell hole," Ray tells us to lighten the mood even more. I smile and nod my head agreeing. I look back at Bob, he looks kind of happy but then again sad.

"Why so glum chum?" I question.

"We'll be leaving Mikey by himself," He responds which makes me stop in my tracks. Ray and Bob walk a few more steps then stop. They turn around to see whats wrong. I'll be leaving my baby brother in a hell hole, that means I can't protect him here anymore. Fuck.

"You okay, Gee?" Ray asks walking up to me leaving Bob standing there. He puts his hand on my shoulder looking me in the eyes.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Let's get to class before the bell rings," I suggest. I look around and notice there isn't a lot of people in the hall. Shit. Ray notices too and we both begin to run. I grab Bob by the arm to turn him around and drag him with us. He begins to run, we go down a flight of stairs and sprint our way through the blue wing to finally show up at the door as the bell rings. That was fucking close.

"Nice to join us gents, take a seat," the teacher tells us. We bid our apologizes and make our way to the back of the class room. I take the seat thats by the black board that way I can lean against it. Ray sits behind me and Bob next to him. I get a full talking view to the two of them this way. This going to be great.

"Morning class!" the teacher's voice booms throughout the room," I am Mr. Cullinan or Mr. C for short."

I look over at Bob who has a face of confusion trying to pronounce the guy's last name. I snort trying not to laugh. Bob looks at me and shoots me a 'Fuck you' glare. I raise my hands up a bit in defense. Mr. C continues speaking.

"Right! Well I want to go around the room, each one of you stand up. Say your name," Mr. C explains as he paces slowly back and forth in front of us," then tell us what you like most. Maybe it's sports, if so what do you play or prefer watching? You like music? What genre do you prefer? Reading? Again what genre do you like? And so on." He stops in the middle and looks at us with a smile on his face.

He points at this girl in the front left corner, "Please begin." He walks over to his podium and sits on the stool and leans against the podium.

"Um… Okay," She stands up and faces the class but also Mr. C," Uh… hey? I'm Jada. I prefer music over sports, don't get me wrong, I like them but not my cup of tea. I like what ever sounds good to my ear, so I guess you could say I like alternative." I look over at her and smile.

I like this chick, I better say something to her after class. I look back at Ray, he seems really intrigued by this girl. HMMMMM…
We go throw a few more rows mostly cheerleaders and jocks. Some of them are actually cool, they like sports but read awesome material. Wow people here aren't that bad, maybe I spoke to soon.

"Sup guys," This one kid starts off, "I'm Dante, I love soccer, like no one understands. It is life, like yolo swag and all that jazz." With that he sat down, I hung my head and covered my face with my hands. Jesus fucking christ this Dante dude is going to be a handful I already know.

Soon enough it was Bobs turn, then my whole row went except me and ray. I am next. I stand up and face the class and Mr.C, "Hey guys, I'm Gerard. What do I like? Hm.. well I like a lot of things. I love comics and music mostly. I enjoy alternative music, also like Jada." With that I sit down and I hear a snicker. I doesn't come from Bob or Ray. Then who? I look up at the front of the class to see Dante turned around to look at me. He mouths Fag. I swear, I almost lost it.
Ray stands up and begins, "Um.. Hey. I'm Ray. I dig video games, music, and comics. Like Gerard I also enjoy soon alternative music, mostly rock and punk rock. But then again I like all things so… yeah."

Mr. C stands up to say something but then the bell rings cutting him off. "Alright class great beginning! I will see you all of you tomorrow! You are dismissed."
I walk out with Ray and Bob behind me, I look over to my right to see that Dante kid laughing at me. My face drops and I walk over to him.

"Something fucking funny to you?" I ask in the most deadly serious voice I could pull.

"Naw, dude." He chuckles acting cocky.

"Forget it, you aren't worth my time." I reply annoyed. I walk away and put my pen behind my ear. Ray puts his hand on my shoulder and turns me around.

"Dude?"

"Yeah seriously what was that back there?" asks Bob.

"Don't worry about it. Anyway I have to get to class." I state flatly and take Ray's arm off me. I walk away with my binder under my arm and my hand on my neck looking down at the ground.

Second period goes smoothly and so did third. To my surprise, that awesome girl from Shakespeare is in my forth period class. The bell rings and she walks out the door. I grab my things quickly and run after her.

"Hey wait!" I shout as I try to catch up. She stops and turns around. A smile forms on her lips. I catch up to her, "You are Jada right?"

"Why yes I am and your Gerard."

"Where are you heading?" I ask her as we begin walking down the hall.

"Um… I believe music," She replies unsure.

"No way, same."

"Oh cool! We can be music buddies!" Jada says with excitement, "Wow okay that made sound like I'm 8 or something. Sorry."

"Nah," I chuckle," it's fine." Blush forms on her cheek. We go by my locker and I stop to put my books in there. I see Ray standing in between the lockers and the door to music. I finish putting my shit away and head over to him.

"Sup Ray."

"Hey," He replies, but not focused on me. I turn to where he was looking. He's checking out Jada, I couldn't help but chuckle.

"Ray, Jada. Jada, Ray," they do an awkward wave towards each other, "looks like we'll be in music together."

"Awe no way!" Ray lights up like christmas tree, "Speaking of music we should get in the room before the bell rings."

"Yeah," Jada finally speaks up.

The three of us pile into the class room and take the back seats. I observe the room, not many people in this class. Hopefully they have good taste in music. Just before the bell rings. Mikey runs in the door. I smile as he walks over to us and sits next to me.

"You didn't tell me you were in music," I said surprised.

"You never asked," He replied sarcastically and looks at me. Mr. Iero claps his hands then walks to the front of the class and leans against the desk.

"Right, well good morning class. I'm Mr. Iero. Let's get started shall we?" I look at the gang then back at Mr. Iero.

"Who can play an instrument?" About a good amount of the class raises their hands, including Jada, Ray, and Mikey.

"Awesome!" Mr.Iero exclaims, "Alright who is here to learn how to play?" I raise my hand plus maybe five other people.

"Okay, um, who can sing?" This I don't raise my hand for and Mikey forces my arm to go up. Mr. Iero notices this and focuses on us, well mostly me.

"So your friend says you can but you say you can't"

"Actually sir, he's my brother," I correct him nicely.

"My bad," He chuckles, which is adorable. Wait huh? "Well let's have the class be the judge of that, come here."

"Of what?"

"Your singing."







Fuck.

Notes

Omg sorry guys, I would have had this up earlier but I had a math project. I joined backstage crew so there may be long periods of time you will get an up date. SO SORRY OKAY I FEEL BAD.
Anyway we are putting on peter pan. We rehearsed the part of the song Gee sang in an interview and I freaked out. I WAS LIKE OMG GEE I NEED TO TWEET YOU THIS SHIT!!!! GAH.

Um.. what else happened? A few other people started to sing MCR so I joined in. Omg so much fun. Well I will keep you guys updated with the story and the play. NIGHT IM SO TIRED.

-Liz (band atm: Beatles [do what you want with that info])