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All The Nails You Need

I smiled and exited the doorway. I entered my room and plopped down carelessly on my blankets and sheets. I let out a sigh of relief and let myself bask in my relaxation. But it was all cut short when I remembered my premade plans.

I stood up and slid in the first season of American Horror Story. Then I pulled out my textbooks. There wasn't a lot to do, but that didn't make it any less life draining. Gee knocked on the door just as I finished the third question.

"Enter at your own risk."

"Hmm...what's my risk?"

"There's a few. 1) You could step on something sharp or poisonous. 2) You could die at the sight of excesive band merch everywhere. And worst of all 3) There's a very high potential risk of developping lose-your-mind-over-stupid-questions..syndrome."

"Hmm. I'll take the chance!" He opened the door.

He came over and sat on my bed. As I read question 4 I could feel him staring at me. I could smell the sweet scent of coconut and strawberry blossom.

"Did you just get out of the shower?"

"Yeah, I wanted to let my shirt soak and I figured that it would be smarter if I just showered now. Kill two birds with one stone."

"I always knew you were a multitasker. There was no way that you did everything seperate and still kept up with school and an actual social life."

"Ha! I always knew you had good observation."

"How?" I questioned.

"I noticed that you pick up on things that some people would've otherwise missed."

"Oh yeah, like when...don't say just now."

"Well, what about that time in Art when you pointed out Mrs. Lilivan's new painting that she put BEHIND the old ones?" He reminded.

"Okay, but that's only because I've taken that class for 2 years now and there's not much to look at. So when something new comes through it's not hard to find. Plus she kept looking over at it and whispering things to herself." I reasoned.

"Oh my gosh. See! Right there! I never even noticed. Nobody noticed that!"

"Whatever. What about you Mr. Multitasker?"

" 1) I don't multitask that much. 2) What about me?"

"WHAT? How can you even say that?" I was in shock of such a statement.

"What do you mean?" He begged for an explanation.

"You did it yesterday! Remember, you ran from Art to English to the outside Theatre in 7 minutes WHILE you were quizzing James on Algebra AND talking to me on the phone AT THE SAME TIME that you were texting Hayley riddles for her bet with Dalton."

"That was only because Mrs. Anderson wanted to read the final edit of my story, but I had to get it from Mr. Carlisle and he was in the theatre. James was desperate for a last minute testing because this mark makes or breaks his consecutive 95s on every test this semster. Plus, I was already talking to you on the phone and Hayley said it was urgent. So basically, I was just helping some friends and listening to my teacher. Only 2 things. Not really multitasking."

Did. He. Just. Do. That? Is he serious right now." WOW....for a smart honor roll kid, you're pretty idiotic. Sorry, but I can't belive you just did that."

"What?"

"You just completely belittled yourself. You seriously can't fathum giving yourself credit. Can you?"

"...I don't need credit for what I do. Mainly because I don't deserve it."

"Ugh Gee. You're killing me." I leaned in and put my head on his shoulder.

It was quiet for a bit. I continued on with homework and Gee just watched over my shoulder. Neither of us were really watching AHS, but it was nice to have as background noise. After about 20 minutes of watching me, Gee stretched and layed out on my bed. I looked over at him, of course he was completely spaced out again. Sometimes I wonder what he thinks about. What pros and consis he weighing out in his head.
The night was getting late and we didn't have to go in the next day, so I decided to finish up the ninth question and then call it a night. I put my textbookon the floor and stood up to stretch. I coud hear a cascading orchestra of my bones cracking and popping as I returned back to normal stance.

"Did that hurt?" Gerard's voice rang through. I'd forgotten that he was actually there.
I finally processed his question.

"Not really."

"Sounded pretty painful."

"Yeah I like to scare people. Especially when I dis and relocate my soulder, hip and arm."

"You can dislocate your hip? On purpose?!" He sounded taken back.

"Yeah, but it's not fun so don't ask me to do it. I can't say no to you for some reason."

"Eww no don't! And yeah I have hat effect on people." He smiled.

I climbed back onto my bed. I decided to stretch out and actually watch some AHS. I rested on my stomach infront of Gee. He proped himself up by crossing his arms underneath his chin and resting his head on my back. My bed is bigger than I realized.

We stayed like that until the disk finished. I reached over to my side table and grabbed the remote. I flipped the TV off and put the remote back n the table. When everything was silent, I heard something that the TV had previously been over casting, Gerard had fallen asleep. He was out cold. No wonder he was so still. I just figured he was really out on daydream or something. Oh well! I was pretty comfortable and I only had my desk lamp on so it wasn't very bright in the room. I yawned and readjusted my head on my pillow.

I whispered. "Goodnight Gee, I'll see you when the sun is sweet."

I started to finally relax into my sleep when I heard him whisper something.

"Hey Frankie?"

"Yeah Gee." I whispered back.

"It's okay if you do."

Notes

Hey!
This is pretty cute, but that's just cus I can almost see it
It may not sound as cute when it's read aloud
Lol
Anyway
Comment (fi the stars suggest!)
Thanks For Reading!!
-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"