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Heaven Help Us

Get Up!
Get Up!
Get Up!

My alarm goes off.
I try to shut it up by pressing the snooze button. I think i'll just skip 1st period today. It's just a dumb assembly. No point in going. I'm the last one to win any awards. Anyway back to sleep.

Get Up!
Get Up!
Get Up!

Not AGAIN! Ugh. I shut off the alarm and looked at the time. 8:34. School just started. Guess I will get up.

I started my morning just like i always do. Go to the bathroom. Stare at my messy hair in the mirror.Go downstairs. Stare at the dishes, debate whether or not to clean them. Not. Then get out a bowl and eat whatever sugar I can find. Run back upstairs. Get dressed. Stare at my homework. Shrug and sit, think for 5 minutes write down 3 answers then shove it in my bag. And walk out the door.

-TIME LAPSE-

When I got to the tall stone building some may call 'high school'. I walked straight to the room that said 'Administrative Office' above the door.

"Morning Megan brought you your coffee double double like always"

She looked up and sighed, then she spoke. "Frank you come here way to often, do you even try to come on time? And why do you come here it's not like I don't know when your not in class?"

I ignored the last part." Why would I want to be on time, then I couldn't see you every morning"

She gave me a death stare. When she looked away she said "Can't you try to make my job easier?"

"Sorry, no dice" I smirked and walked out the door.

When I waled into the average sized Gym I saw Mr. Vanderbelt. He was talking to the students about property vandalism and littering. Half of the students were looking at the ceiling and the other half plotting some prank on the 9th graders. I know because I used to be 1 of them.Hell, who am I trying to fool, I am one of them. But i'm more of a prank supervisor. I make sure everyone and everything is in place. But anyway then there was the 1 section of people that actually pay attention. Of course its the Staff and Faculty.
By the time the assembly let out it was halfway through 2nd period and the halls were really busy with adolescence.

When I finally got to my class (World Studies). Mr. Ferguson was taking attendance and I sat down. I hate my spot. I sit at the back. Right between that art kid and the extra smart kid from elementary gifted. He always interrupted my day dreaming just to say that I need to pay attention. Yeah,like that was going to happen.

Anyways, after I sat down I pulled out my textbook and my notebook. Which I used more for tattoo designing and song lyrics than actual notes.

"Alright class, pass your homework forward"

"Ugh, hope 3 out of 5 is good enough for than a D-" I tare the paper from my book.

Then a voice cuts in "It's your lucky day that's a C+ if they're all correct and I've heard your pretty bright so you should be okay"

I look over to my left and see the voice is coming from the art kid. I know his name but I just forgot it at the moment.It's something like Jared or Gerald but it'snot either of them, it's in the middle.

"Good, 'cus I have an average to maintain" I saw Mr. Ferguson had my paper now and was scanning over all of them.

Artsy just chuckled and never looked up from his sketch.
After class finished and the bell rang, I quickly ran to meet up with Mikey. He was sort of my friend but we weren't that close. Then I remembered Artsy was Mikey's older brother. When I caught up with him, I asked him.

"Hey what's your brothers name again?"

"Gerard like Gerald but with an R instead of an L" He kept walking.

"Okay,cool i'll remember that. So did you pay attention to anything Vanderbutt said"I already knew the answer.

"Dude, I barely knew what time it was, all I know is we were in there forever" We both laughed and grabbed trays. Guess he didn't bring a lunch either.

As we ate we talked about how VANS and CONVERSE were totally baiting off each other. Then Artsy came to our table. And ya I know his name but 'Artsy' just fits better. Anyway he told us that Mikey and I had to follow him to the auditorium. What the fvck? Why did he need me too?
Whatever, life isn't that entertaining so I just went with him.

Mikey and I just looked at each other. Yet continued walking without question. We got to the auditorium and we walked right down to the stage. Then Mikey finally asked.

"Gerard, what the fvck, why are we here?"

"Well little brother who needs to watch his language, your here because I have to walk you home and I won't be finished until school is long finished. So you basically get a whole day to sit back and chill out here". Then he looked over to me.

"And you Iero are here because I need you to play me a few chords on that guitar over there". He pointed to the corner holding up a black guitar with art and pictures all over it.

"Okay but first. How do you know my last name? How do you know I play? and why do you need me to play it , Mikey plays?'' He looked up from his phone.

"Okay first. I am your friends brother and you guys do talk on the phone plus your in the office everyday and I happened to be there a few times. Next your said to be one of the only kids that can play in the whole block and lastly Mikey doesn't play like that, it's more of a hobby. Now anymore questions Iero?" His eyebrows raising and I saw his eyes from behind his hair. They're.....whoa .








Notes

I know I know it doesn't seem like much but ya it's just a build up
Oh ya and I'M ALIVE and back to writing
I don't know what will happen with 'Break For This' but i'm going to try to continue
Anyway its 10:15 at night and I have school in 9 hours
Thanks For Reading!!!1
-AToxicKilljoy

Comments

i am happy its back this is th first update since the first month of me being on this site

yeah your back :)l

really! your not fucking with me are you ? YES THIS IS SO GREAT

I love the plot summary. "90 pounds of salt"

I love the plot summary. "90 pounds of salt"