I'm Okay. Trust Me

Gerard's POV

I stood at the bus stop, slouching over, rubbing my tired eyes. I didn't sleep at all last night. This will be the fourth high school I've transferred to and I'm only a sophomore. I never understood why I was always the bullies' target. I didn't get what was so different about me.

I never did anything out of the ordinary. I dressed normal. I got decent grades. You would think I'd just blend in with everyone else, but no.
I suppose it could be because I just happened to be an easy objective at my first high school and being the “new kid” at the other ones just made me stick out a little more. I guess. I don't know.

My pathetic thoughts were interrupted by a short, frantic, disheveled looking boy, running towards the bus stop. My palms got sweaty and I bit the inside of my cheek when I realized he stopped abruptly and was staring at me. I silently prayed that I wasn't already someone's target.
A wave of relief crashed over me when he just pushed past everyone and onto the bus. But why did he stare at me like that? I ran my hand through my tangled mess of black hair as I trudged onto the bus. After I flopped down in an empty seat, I slowly lifted my head to search for the boy. I stared at the profile of his face for a few moments; his features were small like the rest of him, his mouth, nose, ears, with dark, dark brown hair. I was trying to tell what color his eyes were when his head snapped in my direction. His eyes were a hazel color, like mine, only more cat like. He bit his lip, I figured out of nervousness or being uncomfortable. I whipped my head down and pretended to play with my thumbs.

I knew right away something was different about him. I was drawn to him. I just didn't know if that was a good thing or a bad thing yet.

Notes

I apologize for the chapter being a little short, but I wanted to get Gerard's POV in, and I will most likely be updating again tonight c:

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