You Only Hear The Music When Your Heart Begins To Break

"What class do you have now?"
I glance down to check my schedule and tell him my next class is Chemistry. He looks disappointed as he says "I have art now" but looks hopeful again as he adds "But maybe we could hang out at lunch, unless you have other friends you want to sit with?"
"Lunch sounds good" I smile at him. We part ways at the door and I struggle to find my next class. Some of the girls from my first lesson come over to me and ask me where I'm going. When I tell them they inform me they have the same class and will walk me there. I immediately feel on edge, but they continue to seem nice. They even invite me to sit with them and some of their other friends as the class has no assigned seating. Before the class starts I am introduced to everyone and they make snide comments about me being friends with 'Fatass Gay Way'. I have no idea who they're talking about until one of them tells me they mean Gerard. I can't believe they are so cruel. I think about his appearance and he may be a little chubby but he's definatly not fat. I also really hope he's not gay, that would be such a shame for me.
The teacher comes in and it is too late for me to move away from these horrible people so I sigh and try to block out the bitchyness. Half way through class we are told to go to the walk in storage cupboard for supplies for the next experiment. Everyone rushes at once so I sit and wait til the crowd clears. As I enter, after everyone else is done, someone grabs my shoulder. I spin around only to come face to face with the jock I punched. He pushes me back against the wall and leans right into me to whisper in my ear, "I will get you back, you bitch. I am going to become your worst nightmare." I can feel his hand running up my thigh and I try to push him away but he's much stronger than me and just chuckles to himself quietly.
"I will scream", I tell him starting to get worried about what he intends to do. "No need for that, we'll talk more about this later." He then pushes off the wall and walks away from me. I stand for a few moments trying to collect myself. I return to the classroom and try to pretend like nothing happened. How did I not notice he was in this class? What am I going to do if he tries something again?

The bell rings to signal lunch and I walk toward the lunch room feeling better. I get to see Gerard again. I scan the room
for him and see him sitting in the back corner at a table alone, drawing. I approach him and say hi to get his attention. His head snaps up as if shocked that someone is speaking to him.
When he sees me he smiles and tells me to sit down. I continue look at him and conclude that he is definitely not fat. He has longish black hair, pale flawless skin that I find myself a little jealous of and the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen on a guy. He is a little chubby but I think it works for him.
I realise I've been staring too long from the look on his face. He clears his throat and asks "Have you made any new friends yet? Don't let me keep you from them if you have." I shake my head as I answer "No. I'd much rather be here. I don't think I really fit in with everyone else here. Hopefully your friends are nicer than the other people I've met today."
He looks really awkward and blushes as he says "I don't actually have any friends."
I stare at him in disbelief. How could he not have friends? Although I'm not really one to talk. The very few people I've ever been able to call friend abandoned me when something better came along. "Well you have one now" I tell him as I smile at him. He smiles back and asks what I'm doing after school.
"Well my brother is coming to pick me up and then just going home I guess. Would you like to come over for a while?" I leave out the part where my brother is only picking me up to make sure I don't try to kill myself again on the way home. It's been a few months but he still doesn't trust me again.
He smiles at me as he says "That would be great."

The bell rings signalling the start of the last few classes for the day so we stand to leave. We agree on a place to meet outside after last class and I walk away smiling so wide it hurts my face and feeling happier than I have for as long as I can remember.

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