*Mikey's POV*

Beeeeeeeeeeeep!
I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock going off. I rolled over to check and see what time it was. It was 6:30. I groaned and rolled back to my other side and was about to fall back asleep when i remembered. Today is the day. Today is the day that I'm getting a new brother. I let out an annoyed breath. I did not want a brother. I didn't care that he has some bad shit happen to him, some that I don't even know about because my parent's kept on telling me it's not their place to tell and Gerard should tell me "in his own time". I wanted to be an only child. I didn't want someone else to come in and ruin the peace and quiet along with our routines that we all have. I knew that when this Gerard guy came he would ruin it.

I got out of bed and shuffled to my bathroom that was connected to my room. I took a quick shower and came out with a towel wrapped around my waist. I saw someone sitting on my bed but had no idea who it could. I guess it could only be two options, so I had a basic idea as of who it could be.

"Mikey, your father and I will be picking you up around 11:15 to come and see Gerard. We will be puling you out of school and you wont be coming back for the rest of the day." My mom told me.

That was fine with me, but being who I am I had to say something about it. "But why mom, why do I have to come with you? I mean you're just picking him up it's nothing too grand." i whined to her.

My mom got a flash of anger in her eyes and a hard look across her face. "Michael Way, you will come with us and that is the end of it. This is your brother we're talking about. I know you don't want him here, but he needs a safe and stable home so you will have to deal with it." She got up from the bed and marched over to me. "When we go pick him up, you will at least attempt to be happy towards him. I know it's a lot to ask from you. But do it." And with those finally words being said she marched out of my room and downstairs into the kitchen.

I took my towel off and put on clean boxers. I got my black ripped skinny jeans on with my Guns N Roses sweatshirt. If Gerard doesn't like them, then I know i can never be friends with him. I put on my converse, grabbed my back and ran out the door. I was running late. My talk with mom took longer than I had expected. No time for breakfast. I ran into the kitchen and kissed my mom on the cheek.

"Bye, love ya. See you at 11." And with that I was out the door. I ran to the bus stop and saw Frank already standing there. "Hey," I said out of breath from my 5 minute run. Frank was a sophomore and the year ahead of me. He didn't mind hanging out with someone a year younger than him.

"Hey, you're late." Frank told me.

"I know, my mom had to talk to me about something and the talk took longer than I had expected."

"What did she talk to you about?"

I sighed and rolled my eyes, "My idiot of parents decided it would be a good idea to foster a teenager. So now get to have an older brother I never wanted . That reminds me, they're coming to pick me up at 11:15 so I wont be able to eat lunch with you." I saw a look of terror come into Frank eye's. I know what caused that fear. "Don't worry Frank, he wont hurt you. he knows that if he does and I hear, shit will happen."

I saw a relieved smile come onto Frank's face, I smiled back at him. The bus came and we got on. We both sat in the back away from all the jocks. We talked all the way to school about different things. How our music playing was going, Gerard, and music. When we got to school we said good bye to each other and went our separate ways.

*Time lapse to 11:15*

I was walking out of the school with my mom next to me. I had just gotten released from school. Now it was time to go pick up my "brother". I had an annoyed look to my face and my mom noticed.

"Mikey, try and be happy. You finally get to have an older brother. Someone to look up to and teach you. It wont be all that bad. Trust me, I grew up with five." I glared at her and she backed off. We got into the car and I got into the back. My dad was in the drivers seat but he didn't say anything to me, even if he did I doubt I would have answered him anyway.

We drove for about half an hour until we were out in the middle of no where. I sighed. Did this place really have to be out here? I guess it was so the foster kids could do bad things and no one would notice. We drove into the long and winding driveway until we got to the home. The home was three stories high and had a warp around balcony. It was nice looking.

All three of us got out of the car. My parents had an excited and nervous look on their faces. I just had the same annoyed look as before. My mom gave me a smile smile and walked forward. My dad and I followed her. She went up to the door and knocked on it. We waited for about a minute until an old man answered.

"Hello, I'm Mr. Stomp. You must be Mr and Mrs. Way," He glanced at me. "And who might this young fellow be?"

"This is our 14 year old son Mikey," My mom replied. Mr. Stomp nodded.

"That's good, Gerard needs other kids his age." I glared at him. I was not a kid. I'm 14. I crossed arms and let a scowl cross my face.

"Don't mind him, he's just not in a good mood." My mom told him while glaring at me I glared back.

"Ugh..alright?" Mr. Stomp said, "Why don't you all come in and I'll call Gerard down." He went inside and we followed him. We sat down in the living staring at each other while Mr. Stomp yelled for Gerard to come down. He came back in.

"He should be down shortly. But there is something you should no about him. His hair is usually black but he decided it would be a good idea to dye it fire engine red, so be ready."

There was a quiet cough in the doorway and i turned around to see a teenager there. And sure enough he had fire engine red hair.

Notes

This is my longest chapter i have ever written. My track and soccer got cancelled so i wrote this :D i'll update the other one late. It's kinda boring, but hey i got nothing to say so um bye! cx