How the misery begins

~~One Month Later~~

A month had gone by in a flash, and today was my first day at Belleville high school. Gerard and mikey only had to go to school for another week after I arrived, then it was a school holiday. I'd gotten to know mikey really well, and we had become really close, but gerard hadn't said a word to me the whole time. I tried my best to not let it bother me, but I couldn't help it. How could I not get angry at someone so gorgeous as him for living in the same house as me for a month and not even acknowledging my existence?
I got up at 7am, school didn't start till 8:45 so I had plenty of time to get ready. I grabbed my favourite black flag shirt from my wardrobe and threw it on, pulled my best tight grey skinny jeans off of the floor and wiggled into them, then put on my grey converse and a black leather jacket. I swiped on some eyeliner and tousled my thick black hair, I didn't look half bad, but I'd probably get beat up anyway, depending on how the kids were at Belleville. I walked across the hall to Mikey's room and knocked on the door. "Come in" I heard his voice shout from the other side. I pushed the door open and stepped inside. Mikey's room was pretty similar to mine, we both had giant stacks of comics on our shelves, action figures near our beds, dozens of movies in a big cabinet, and our walls were completely covered in band posters. He was stood in front of his large mirror, staring awkwardly at his reflection. "How do I look?" He asked. "You look great!" I wasn't lying, he did look really good. And no I didn't think of him like that, he had practically become a brother to me, I just thought he looked good in his attire.
"Thanks, so do you. Come on, let's go get some breakfast." He smiled cheerfully, walking past me and leading the way downstairs. As we walked into the kitchen, the scent of pancakes and syrup wafted through the air. Donna was standing by the table next to three plates stacked high with pancakes and fruit, she had a gigantic grin plastered on her face as she saw us walk through the door.
"Awh, I can't believe it's your first day already. You look wonderful honey, no need to be nervous, I'm sure you'll do great!" She didn't try hiding her excitement, then again she never did. She ran over to me and placed her hands on either side of my face then kissed the tip of my nose, while I just stood there with a huge smile on my face. What, I liked being fussed over?
"Hey mom, remember me? Michael James Way? Your son?" Mikey said with a mouth full of food. "Of course you little silly billy, how could I ever forget my little money" Donna ruffled his hair and gave him a peck on the cheek.
Then Gerard strolled lazily into the kitchen, rubbing his tired looking face. I took note of his appearance, he was wearing a white dress shirt, a black waistcoat, black skinny jeans and the combat boots that seemed to be permanently attached to his feet, his dark raven hair wild as usual and a thick line of eyeliner framed the big hazel orbs. He walked silently over to the counter with his gaze planted firmly on the floor. He then looked up to pour himself a cup of coffee and turned around to face us. He looked startled to say the least, I don't think he even realise we were there when he walked in, but he just shook his head and took a sip of his coffee, then left us all standing there silently. I'd asked mikey about him before, but I never got much of an answer. I'd asked why he was always so moody, whether he ever actually talked, or if he ever left his room other than to get coffee or go to the comic book store, but all I got was 'he's never usually like this', and he used that same excuse every time.
"Hey Frank, I'll be back in a minute okay" mikey said, then rushed of in the same direction as his brother.
I sat down at the table after Donna went back upstairs, and started to eat some breakfast, although I'd lost my appetite. After about five minutes of hearing mumbled shouts from the other room, I let my curiosity get the best of me. I stood up and walked into the hall then peered through the slightly open door of the room that contained the two brothers.
"-at least make the effort and fucking introduce yourself instead of being a whiny little bitch all the time then?" I heard mikey yell. "don't you understand, I don't want to introduce myself to someone who should already know who I fucking am." Gerards feminine, nasal voice rung out. "Well he doesn't know you does he, so just pretend like it never happened and make friends with him again"
"I can't just pretend like eleven years of my life didn't happen mikey, it's driving me crazy, him not knowing!"
"Well guess fucking what Gerard, he doesn't know who you are anymore. And quite frankly, neither do I." And with that, mikey span on his heels and headed towards the door I had my head against, so I sped back into the kitchen and stuffed my mouth full of food to make it seem like I was sat there the whole time. Mikey slumped down in his chair aggressively, looking incredibly pissed off. However I stayed silent, not wanting to upset him even more. They couldn't have been talking about me could they, I mean, Gerard had said 'I don't want to introduce myself to someone who should already know who I am'. That couldn't be me, I'd never met him until I moved in, although he did seem vaguely familiar. There were pictures of mikey and gerard as kids in the hallways near my room, and I felt as if I'd seen them before, which was odd. They had only recently been put up though, they weren't there when I moved in. "Come on, we don't wanna be late on your first day do we, Frankie boy" mikey chirpped, seemingly having returned to his former self.
"Sure, let's go" I picked up my bag I'd left by the table the night before and we headed to the car.
The ride there with Gerard was bound to be awkward.

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