-Luna's POV-
Fucking shit. Seriously, hoooooow much looooonger? I need caffeine. Now. Maybe, I can get a hold of Gerard before he heads to work.
I silently head back to stacking books onto the bookshelf like I've been doing for the past five hours. I like bookstores but some days the hours dragged on for decades. I sighed and stared at my over used converse. I've been wearing converse ever since I could remember. I honestly think that's the only true thing that tied Gerard and I together that first day of school. We've been best friends ever since..

*Time relapse back to 8 years earlier*

"But mommy I doooon't waaaaanna go." I whined. I tried with all the strength that my small arms could muster to pull her away from the door. "Please, don't make me go. They won't like me and I won't like them."
My mom stopped and looked down at me, "Luna, you do not know that. For all you know, you will go in there and have fun." She knelt down to get eye level with me. Her pale green eyes gleamed with pride, "You'll do great. You always do great in everything."
"But what happens if I get lost? Or if a boy brings a shark to show and tell and it eats my arm?" I pouted and crossed my arms over my chest.
She simply laughed and rubbed my arms, "No butts. Butts are for pooping." She pulled me into a bear hug as I giggled, "I love you, Luna. I will be right here the second you get out of class, I promise." She held out her pinkie waiting for me to wrap my smallest finger around it and slowly I did.
"I love you too." I said silently as I let her go and walk inside the classroom.
I kept my head down as the door closed behind me. I see the teacher realize a new presence and make her towards me, her blonde curls bouncing with every step she took. "Hello there. What would your name be, hun?" She smiled. It was warm and soft. Kinda like a teddy near, I thought.
"I'm Luna." I barely whispered.
"Hello there Luna. I'm Mrs. Mason and I'm going to be your teacher. Your seat is going to be next to Gerard and Isaac." She points towards the two boys who are sitting in the far left corner of the room. "They're very nice and they are a lot of fun." She lightly grabbed my small right palm with her left and lead me towards the two boys. "Gerard, this is Luna. Luna, this is Gerard."
The boy looked up from the cartoonish drawing he was working on. He had bright hazel eyes that seemed to dance with amusement. "Hello Luna. I'm Gerard and I like your converse. I have some at my house but I couldn't wear them because they're too dirty for school. They are my favorite shoes."
I gave him a simple wave and he went back to drawing. "And this is Isaac." Mrs. Mason continued, "Isaac say hello."
He didn't take his eyes off his paper, "Hello."
"Okay. Luna, I am going to go help the other little boys and girls find their seats too. If you need anything come and find me." And with that she waked away leaving me alone.
"Do you have any crayons?" Isaac asked as I took my seat I between him and Gerard.
I nodded and took out my crayons from my new back pack and handed them to him. He opened up the package and picked the blue one. He looked at it for a brief second and broke it in half. "Hey! Those are new and they're mine!" I yelled and lunged toward my crayons. He just pushed me and went on breaking the other ones. Once, he got half way through the package he finally decided to give them back. At this point I was crying so silently I took them back and put them in my bag. I turned and caught Gerard looking at me weirdly. I simply ignored his stare and sat back down, still mourning the death of my crayons.
"Okay! Now that everyone is here we are going to take a little trip around the school!" Mrs. Mason exclaimed. "Everyone line up by the door make sure you hold hands with a new friend so you don't get lost." Everyone already had a friend except me. Then as if hearing my thoughts Gerard slipped his pale hand into mine without saying a word. Isaac and some other loud boy with a small cropped afro stood behind us.
We walked around the school and not once did Gerard let to if my hand. We came to a staircase and Isaac and the other boy tried beating us down it. Gerard silent pushed Isaac down the stairs with a small proud smile as he fell. I pulled his arm and whispered, "What was that for? Are you crazy?"
He looked me in the eye and smile, "He was crazy for killing so many of your crayons."

Notes

I am not quite sure what you will think if this chapter but I honestly like it. But my opinion doesn't matter I want to hear your thoughts. So please comment and tell me what you think <3 thanks for reading and Ill try not to make this story suck
-JustaSadNobody