The Kids From Yesterday (Frerard)

Chapter 2

Gerard

We walked into the subway, we were laughing from a really stupid comment Bob had made.

We walked to the back of the place, I spotted the guy from earlier. As soon as he saw me, he jerked his head towards his phone, pretending nothing happened.

“Gee, over here!” Ray (AKA ‘Fro) called me over, pointing to an empty booth. I was able to look over Bob’s head to see him, still intently studying his phone. What’s his name? I felt like I should know, but I also felt something else. What is it, what the fuck was I feeling?! Well, whatever it was, I wasn’t really ready to find out.

“Gerard, Gerard. Fucking A Gerard! Acknowledge me dammit!” ‘Fro punched me in the arm, making my attention snap back to him.

“Shit, sorry.” I blushed, though he couldn’t see through my makeup. He rolled his eyes, obviously knowing something was up with the boy sitting in the booth behind us.

“We should probably head back.” Bob said as we finished eating. We all walked out of the subway, I looked back, seeing the boy in red eyeliner. He read something that turned him paler than he was already. He shook his head and got up, throwing all his trash away.

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I was sitting in my fifth period class, sketching-not like there was anything to do in math. I looked down to see what I drew.

“What the hell!” The whole class turned to see me. I shoved the drawing into my binder, hiding behind the bulky math book. What the hell was wrong with me? I wasn’t even paying attention to my scribbling. I looked back at the semi-good portrait of the eyeliner kid. His facial features almost perfect. I was already figuring out what that unwelcome feeling was.

Notes

yeah, its going to be the shortest chapter. thats for sure.