Every Secret That I Keep

[Franks POV]

Summer is over. Which means I have to go back to school. Shit.
I roll over and groan at the thought. School is bad enough but now I have to changes classes. They are going to hate me.
I drag myself out of bed and walk to the wardrobe on the other side of the room. I stare aimlessly at the row of black t-Shirts and band hoodies. Oh dear...I'm going to be that 'emo' kid again. I pull on a pair of black skinny jeans, a misfits tshirt and a Green Day hoodie. This is as good as it gets.
I've never been a good looking kid, just your average 17 year old with black hair and short legs. I stare at myself in the mirror not knowing what to do with my hair. I decide just to leave it as it is, my bed hair looks better than anything else I ever do with it. I brush my teeth and splash my face with cold water, today is going to be a long day.

I make my way down stairs, mum's not here. I'm not surprised to be honest. She never really is. I make myself a cup of coffee and a bagel. I can eat them on the way to school, I'm going to be late if I don't leave now. I lock the front door behind me as I leave and get into my small blue car. I love this car. It smells like pizza from the other night but I don't mind. I put in an Areosmith CD and drive to school.
When I pull up outside in the parking lot I sit and stare at the tall, grey building waiting for the song to end. There is a group of of first years sitting outside. I smirk at their school bags, they are way too big for them. Why do first years always have such huge bags? I climb out of the car and make my way to the front entrance.
I walk past the class room I should have been in. I wish I was in there right now. I wish I didn't have to move up a class. Don't get me wrong I love that I get to have the opportunity to work with the year above but at least if I was with my own year it would have been something recognisable, something normal.
I feel my anxiety kick in, I have to stop and lean my head against a locker to stop the panick attack. The cool metal on the locker door helps calm me down.
3 minutes later and I'm standing outside my new classroom door. 'You can do this!' I whisper to myself. 'On the count of three. One...Two...' I open the door and 27 pairs of eyes turn to me. I can feel my heart pounding as the teacher introduces me. My eyes wonder over the faces in my class. I spot a boy in the back row. That's Gerard Way I think to myself, he's one of the most popular guys in school. He's captain of the football team. He's invited to every party and all the girls drooled over him when he walked past.
Oh fuck...He's so beautiful. His long, thick, black hair was pushed back and he had a slight slanted smile on his face. I make my way to an empty desk in the front row. I'm not going to be able to think at all this year if he's in my class.

[Gerard's POV]

Today was another hectic morning. I was almost late for school as usual. I got here just before the bell rang for form class. Miss White started blabbering on about some new kid Frank from the year below and how he got moved up a class, he must be pretty smart. I was sitting talking to Jason about summer and this girl Sarah I met when he walked in.
It was so weird...he was a short kid probably no more than 5'4 he had short black messy hair and piercings. For some reason I couldn't take my eyes off him. I had to stop my thoughts, they were saying things like 'wow he is hot'. I shook my head and ignored this thoughts. I was straight. I had had plenty of girlfriends. Of course I'm not gay. But there was something about that Frank kid...

Notes

Hey guys ^-^ This is my first fanfic so please excuse my awful writing, punctuation and spelling. Sorry haha. I'm not that sure where I am heading with this story as I literally came up with the idea 20 minutes ago. So I would love to hear what you guys have to say :3 I apologise for the crappy opening...it will get better I promise :D Enjoy :)