I don't feel like I'm strong enough

***Gerard***
When I woke up from the long comatose sleep i was in, I pulled my sketchbook back out to see what I had drawn the night before. I looked at it and smiled. I drew a person. It was really good, too. It was a boy. Maybe 16 or 17. He had shaggy black hair and xes on his eyes. He had a very strong jawline, and a little half-smile. I drew him to give whatever was in the house last night a face. When we were leaving Ray's last night, I could have sworn I saw something looking at us. I didn't want to feel like it was some creepy ass old perv, so I imagined up this cute little Punk boy. I didn't really know what to call him, but I didn't just want to call him 'the cute punk boy' so i signed it at the bottom, naming it 'anonymous'.
I admired my drawing for a little bit longer before I walked downstairs to see everyone was awake. It was a Saturday so my Mom, Dad, and Mikey were all here. I saw them at the breakfast table, and sat down. I picked up a fork and started eating the waffles my mom left for me. "Slow down, son. You'll get sick!" My dad chuckled. I laughed and kept eating. "So, Gee, are we going to Ray's today?" Mikes asked me. I nodded and then told him to go get dressed. I finished my breakfast and headed upstairs to get ready myself. I put on a green and black flannel, black skinny jeans, and my all black converse. I ran my fingers through my hair a few times, put on some eyeliner, and brushed my teeth. When I was done, I went downstairs and saw that Mikes was ready. I hugged my mom and dad goodbye and walked out the front door with mikes following close behind.

***Frank***
I awoke to the horrid feeling of tears running down my face. I had a nightmare, and the tears were just a result of it. Realizing I was crying just made me cry even harder. I was a mess. I couldn't breathe. I had to calm myself down, so I stood up and went over to the window. I looked out it and saw the two boys from yesterday. One who I remember was called 'Gee'. Watching them calmed me down a bit. It was like watching t.v. and you get so caught up in the show, that you don't pay attention to anything else. I watched as they went up to the front door of the house and walked in. As soon as they were gone, I felt the loneliness hit me like a ton of bricks. I forced myself to look away from the window and walk downstairs. I sat my parents reading their books on the couch. They didn't acknowledge me in any way, so I grabbed my wallet off of the counter and grabbed my mom's purse. I stole a couple hundred dollars and put them in my wallet, then grabbed my keys. I went outside and saw my black truck in the driveway and walked over to it, then hopped in and started up the engine. I turned the radio on and music filled my ears. I smiled in content and pulled out my phone. I googled Belleville malls and found one close to where I was. I drove to it and parked. I hopped out of my car and people gave me weird looks. I walked in and found a store called Hot Topic. I walked in and immediately felt out of place. Everyone was wearing black and band shirts and here I was in a white blazer, and tan slacks with dress shoes. I walked over to the rack of shirts and looked through them. I grabbed a few shirts that I liked, and some with bands that I recognized. I grabbed a few black hoodies and a jean jacket with patches and pins all over it. I then walked over to the side of the wall that had all of the jeans on it. I grabbed some black skinny ones and some grey skinny ones, and a few blue ones. I paid for them then left the store. I walked around a little longer and saw a shoe store called Journeys. They had some cool shoes. I grabbed a few pairs of VANS and converse. When I paid for them and left the store, I found the nearest bathroom and quickly got dressed into a Misfits shirt, black skinny jeans, the jean jacket, and all black vans. I felt oddly comfortable. I tossed my old clothes into the trash and left the stall. I looked in the mirror, and it looked great. I looked at my hair for a bit and realized I wanted to change it too. I found a salon. While looking through hair magazines, I found the style I wanted. I showed it to the hairstylist and asked her to dye it black too. When it was done, it looked amazing. It was short and spiked in the back and long and straight in the front, and jet black. I smiled at myself and paid, then walked around the mall for a bit longer. I wandered into a few stores, then got kind of tired, so I went into the coffee shop. I walked in and got my coffee, then sat at a booth by myself. I was there for a while before I heard people talking and looked up from my phone. My breath caught in my throat when I saw who it was. It was the boy with the black hair, 'Gee'. I watched him for a while, finally getting a good look at his face. He had beautiful hazel blue eyes and a little pixie nose. He talked out of the side of his mouth and had a bit of a nasally voice. He turned his head and his eyes met mine. His eyes opened so wide, I thought they would fall out of his head.
***Gerard***
After hanging with Ray and Mikes for a while, they decided we should go to the mall. We were there for a while. We would go back and forth between the game shop and Hot Topic. I eventually got exhausted and told them I was gonna go to the coffee shop. I went in and the barista greeted me. I ordered my black coffee and she told me it would just be a sec. I stood off to the side and looked around the shop. I almost quite literally crapped myself when I saw who was sitting in one of the booths. It was 'anonymous'. The drawing of the boy I did last night. It was almost as if he had jumped out of the drawing. I slapped myself and he looked at me weird. Was I dreaming? Was I going crazy? My thought were interrupted by the barista handing me my coffee. I didn't want to leave yet, so I went and sat at a table. I sat facing him and I think he knew I was staring at him, but I just couldn't help it. I LITERALLY drew his EXACT face just last night. I had never seen it before, I just imagined it, and now...here he is.
I was staring at him for a while before he turned and looked at me. I didn't look away, though. I just kept starin'. He got up and walked over to me. My heart was beating a thousand times per second. When he got to me, he gave me a little half smile. THE EXACT HALF SMILE I DREW!!!!!!!! "Um... why are you watching me?" He asked and I felt my cheeks get hot. "S-Sorry. I just... I feel like I know you from somewhere.."

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