I Have Seen Your Dreams

Gerard's POV

Science class is almost over, and I wait impatiently by the sinks until dismissed.

That is, until a glass cylinder is thrown at me. I watch as it shatters, leaving small shards and spilt liquid across the tile flooring. Fortunate for me, I was wearing a thick leather jacket which made the container bounce right off of my chest. Unfortunately, Mrs. Johnson isn't that optimistic.

She cringed. "Please wash up in the showers."

I raised my hands up as if surrendering, just for a little fun. "Okay, okay you got me." I chuckled.

The teacher scowled at me, and I sped past the door. She should be upset though. It's not her fault she got a student as fucked up as me.

I make my way into the gym showers, which are rarely used and disgusting, and take my shower. I wonder what would happen if that container held mercury. It would go through my veins, reach my brain, and eventually I would be insane and then dead. I guess it wouldn't be that bad. I mean, I'm already an insane psycho and I'll be dead at some point. Maybe soon.

After the brief shower, I shove my chemically enhanced clothes into a gym bag and search for new clothes within the gym's lost-and-found. I hope someone threw their old Ramones shirt in here, but I can't bet on it. Nothing good ever happens to me.

And I trust my instinct, finding no band tees of the sort. In fact, I had trouble finding any clean shirt at all. I slip into a pair of dark blue jeans and a grey hoodie, which, oddly, smells nice.

I stare into the mirror and spot a shard sitting still on my neck, and I carefully remove it from my ghostly skin. Taking another glance into my reflection, I notice that I actually look like an average person. Not a geek, not an "emo", not tough, but normal. Just normal.

And I fucking hate it.

Grabbing what is left of my belongings, I decide to head to the restrooms down the hall like usual, until I find that two people are already inside. The typical couple; hanging out in secluded areas, giving kisses whenever given the chance, and taking my place in the abandoned restrooms. If I didn't exist, no one would need to worry about that. Maybe I'll hang somewhere else. Just for today.

There is no way I am entering the science classroom though. I carry on, pondering where to go next. There's an old closet at the end of the school. No one's been there in ages. And it's dark. And it sends shivers down spines when spoken of. And it's strange. And dangerous.

Perfect.

Notes

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