Gives You Hell
You Have Got To Be Kidding Me
~~~Mikey's POV~~~
I stared at Miss. Ballato. Was she insane? I'd gone to her just yesterday about Brendon's snide comments towards me. I shoved my hand in the air.
"Mr. Way?"
"Miss Ballato please.. Is there anyway Justin and I could work together? We did our work last time."
"Then Brendon and Ryan would be together and either Brendon would do all the work or it wouldn't be done. No, Mr. Way. You're working alongside Mr. Urie this time."
I slumped, defeated, in my seat. I felt like crying. I looked over at Brendon to see him annoyed. Justin nudged my shoulder.
"We could just do it ourselves and leave them out of it?"
"And get a detention?"
He shrugged and started copying the project down on the board. The class started muttering, as usual, when Miss. Ballato turned around. She spun round.
"Brendon Urie, Ryan Ross, just because my back is turned does not mean I cannot hear you. Justin swap places with Brendon."
I lay my head on the desk, going down with a bit of a thump and not caring that everyone stared at me for a few seconds. I heard the chair scrape as Brendon pulled it out and I glanced over at him before ignoring him completely. I kept copying down the notes and peeks up through my fringe as my brother walked into the classroom. He returned the small wave I gave him.
"Miss. Ballato, Mr. Weekes needs your help turning the projector on. It's not turning on and we've tried everything."
My heart sank.
"Alright, class get with your partners and start working on your projects."
My eyes followed her as she walked out. Brendon glanced at me before taking my glasses. I sighed and made no move to retrieve them. He started poking my side with them and I closed my eyes, doing my best to shut him out.
"Aww come on Mikey. No teacher. Come and fight back."
I grit my teeth and turned to give Justin a longing look. He shrugged his shoulders and pulled a face in an attempt to make me laugh. I half-smiled before turning back, pulling my hood up. Brendon yanked it back down. Tears pricked in my eyes as he caught my hair. I could feel my anger building up; it had been for some days now. I silently begged Miss. Ballato to come back.
"Aww poor ickle Mikey. You don't even have a proper friend other than your brother."
He poked my side hard and it exploded in pain. I jumped up.
"HOW ABOUT YOU JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP AND LEAVE ME ALONE. I DON'T EVEN WANT TO WORK WITH YOU YOU PIECE OF SHIT. JUST GET YOUR HALF OF THE PROJECT DONE AND GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY LIFE."
"MR. WAY!"
I jumped around guiltily and looked down.
"For that language and behaviour you have a lunch time detention. Now sit down and get on with your work."
I sunk back into my seat, the jocks in the class giggling. I snatched my glasses off of Brendon and started working.
Brendon's knees collided with my elbow and I groaned in slight pain.
"I'll be at your house at 7 tonight. Let's get this fucking over with.
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I kept working as the bell went, sighing heavily and glancing at Justin. He shrugged and went to meet my brother outside the door who was staring at me with a confused look. I waved him off as he left with Justin. I finished my plan about ten minutes later and stared out the window. My mouth dropped at what I saw. My brother almost pinning Brendon to a wall, Justin and a load of jocks holding him back. I jumped up.
"Mr. Way, sit down!"
"But Miss-"
"I SAID SIT DOWN."
I sunk back down into my chair and looked to see a teacher breaking it up.
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I stumbled home after school through the maze of streets. I would be alone until about ten tonight. Gerard was an honour's student so was studying with his mate, Frank. I groaned and unlocked the door. I had so much homework but I didn't care. I dropped my bag by the bottom of the stairs and walked upstairs. I checked the time on my phone. 6.30. I went for a shower, putting on a mixed playlist on my phone. I turned the shower on and stripped, stepping under the hot spray of water. I hummed along to Joy Division, singing a little at parts as I washed. I leant against the wall and smiled softly. So peaceful and calm. In This Moment came on and I started singing at the top of my voice.
"Can you be my whore?"
I opened my eyes and screamed, pulling the shower curtain shut. What the fuck was Brendon doing in my bathroom?
I stared at Miss. Ballato. Was she insane? I'd gone to her just yesterday about Brendon's snide comments towards me. I shoved my hand in the air.
"Mr. Way?"
"Miss Ballato please.. Is there anyway Justin and I could work together? We did our work last time."
"Then Brendon and Ryan would be together and either Brendon would do all the work or it wouldn't be done. No, Mr. Way. You're working alongside Mr. Urie this time."
I slumped, defeated, in my seat. I felt like crying. I looked over at Brendon to see him annoyed. Justin nudged my shoulder.
"We could just do it ourselves and leave them out of it?"
"And get a detention?"
He shrugged and started copying the project down on the board. The class started muttering, as usual, when Miss. Ballato turned around. She spun round.
"Brendon Urie, Ryan Ross, just because my back is turned does not mean I cannot hear you. Justin swap places with Brendon."
I lay my head on the desk, going down with a bit of a thump and not caring that everyone stared at me for a few seconds. I heard the chair scrape as Brendon pulled it out and I glanced over at him before ignoring him completely. I kept copying down the notes and peeks up through my fringe as my brother walked into the classroom. He returned the small wave I gave him.
"Miss. Ballato, Mr. Weekes needs your help turning the projector on. It's not turning on and we've tried everything."
My heart sank.
"Alright, class get with your partners and start working on your projects."
My eyes followed her as she walked out. Brendon glanced at me before taking my glasses. I sighed and made no move to retrieve them. He started poking my side with them and I closed my eyes, doing my best to shut him out.
"Aww come on Mikey. No teacher. Come and fight back."
I grit my teeth and turned to give Justin a longing look. He shrugged his shoulders and pulled a face in an attempt to make me laugh. I half-smiled before turning back, pulling my hood up. Brendon yanked it back down. Tears pricked in my eyes as he caught my hair. I could feel my anger building up; it had been for some days now. I silently begged Miss. Ballato to come back.
"Aww poor ickle Mikey. You don't even have a proper friend other than your brother."
He poked my side hard and it exploded in pain. I jumped up.
"HOW ABOUT YOU JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP AND LEAVE ME ALONE. I DON'T EVEN WANT TO WORK WITH YOU YOU PIECE OF SHIT. JUST GET YOUR HALF OF THE PROJECT DONE AND GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY LIFE."
"MR. WAY!"
I jumped around guiltily and looked down.
"For that language and behaviour you have a lunch time detention. Now sit down and get on with your work."
I sunk back into my seat, the jocks in the class giggling. I snatched my glasses off of Brendon and started working.
Brendon's knees collided with my elbow and I groaned in slight pain.
"I'll be at your house at 7 tonight. Let's get this fucking over with.
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I kept working as the bell went, sighing heavily and glancing at Justin. He shrugged and went to meet my brother outside the door who was staring at me with a confused look. I waved him off as he left with Justin. I finished my plan about ten minutes later and stared out the window. My mouth dropped at what I saw. My brother almost pinning Brendon to a wall, Justin and a load of jocks holding him back. I jumped up.
"Mr. Way, sit down!"
"But Miss-"
"I SAID SIT DOWN."
I sunk back down into my chair and looked to see a teacher breaking it up.
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I stumbled home after school through the maze of streets. I would be alone until about ten tonight. Gerard was an honour's student so was studying with his mate, Frank. I groaned and unlocked the door. I had so much homework but I didn't care. I dropped my bag by the bottom of the stairs and walked upstairs. I checked the time on my phone. 6.30. I went for a shower, putting on a mixed playlist on my phone. I turned the shower on and stripped, stepping under the hot spray of water. I hummed along to Joy Division, singing a little at parts as I washed. I leant against the wall and smiled softly. So peaceful and calm. In This Moment came on and I started singing at the top of my voice.
"Can you be my whore?"
I opened my eyes and screamed, pulling the shower curtain shut. What the fuck was Brendon doing in my bathroom?
@trini47
Not to sound rude or anything, but we've been incredibly busy lately and fan fiction takes a backseat to the real world. I'm not sure when it will be updated, but it will (eventually) be updated.
6/20/14