The Boy Next Door

Turns out that Franks mom 'found out' that we weren't really dating. Plus that Blondie, Brandi, was the girl she set him up with, apparently her father is a pastor. Are they even dating? well even if they aren't it looks like little miss religious isn't as innocent as she seems, the long plaid skirts hides the fucking devil tail she has. I don't even know what I did to her and she's throwing a bitch fit whenever I'm around which isn't a lot since he's been avoiding me. Its been like, what? two weeks? and the only work we've done was that one night, ever since then he's been doing his best at ignoring me. Even when I physically got up and went over to his house, he wouldn't open the door and when it did open his mother was staring at me on the other side, she'd usually slam the door in my face and mutter something about me being the Antichrist. So since Frodo Baggins here, isn't helping at all with our so called 'plan' I just started writing the final composition whether he likes it or not. As for me and Mr.Way, which sound way more kinkier than it should be, I guess you could say we're on okay terms. I don't know what okay terms is exactly but it's good-ish. Something clicked inside both our heads that a teacher/student relationship isn't the greatest idea as of the moment. Considering the amount of shit I'm already in. But I don't really see the problem here, he's only 22, seems pretty young to be a teacher but whatever.

Right now, I can't tell if I actually have feelings for him due to his...."girlfriend"? I think the reason I'm kinda starting to like him is because he acts like me, the asshole-ness and being rude all the time, it pretty much just reflects my attitude. Which is kinda really vain of me but who am I kidding it's me we're talking about. Plus he's hot, I'm not going to lie, on a scale of 1 to 10 he'd be an eleven, wait no minus one because of his height.

Sooo my mom left, she said she'd be away for about a month for "business" or as I call it an excuse to go find me a new "father" in Vegas. She's great, role model material I think. No mom means no food, no food means starvation because I'm lazy. However I remember her telling me that Mrs.Iero would watch over me or what not, also something about if I'm hungry I can join there for dinner, in which I am definitely not participating in. I'll just die here, alone, horny and hungry. Okay you can't judge me, I'm almost eighteen and I haven't had sex in two years nor have I had a boyfriend. Their either repulsed by me or I'm repulsed by them, there's no in between. Of course there were a few that weren't so bad bu- Oh what the fuck who'd come to this house at 2 am in the morning.

It's not like I'm sleeping but still, it requires movement, which requires energy, which I do not have because my lack of sustenance. Please just let it be a Pizza deliverer that got the wrong house.

Well it's not what I expected but it's pizza alright, a bouquet of roses, one box of pizza and one Frank Iero.
"Veronicapleasejustletme-"
"nope" I slammed the door shut and turned around to walk off but I didn't hear the door click, I sighed and turned around to see the door stopped mid way. I let out another loud sigh when he walked in before I could close the door again.
"What?"

"I'm sorry okay, I've just been busy with work-"

"busy with work or busy with trying to suck off Brandi's face?"

"y-you know about Brandi?"

"My room is literally two fucking meters away from yours, please tell me how I should avoid seeing you making out with a girl I've hated since I was in the fifth grade"

"oh uhh sorry about tha-"

"okay no, first of all you blew me off 8 times, you've been avoiding me when all I wanted to do was get this fucking song finished, You lock all the doors to your house when I come over, then you show up at my house looking all cute at 2 am with roses and pizza, sorry doesn't cut it Frank"

He actually genuinely looked sorry that is until he understood what I said about him looking cute, the once guilty expression was replaced with a smug smirk. Nice going brain, fuck.

"So you think I'm cute"There it is.

"y-y-yeah, only because you're the size of a fucking gnome" never in my life has a guy mad me tremble over my words, let alone make me blush. I probably looked like a fucking tomato by now.

He put the flowers and pizza down quickly and moved inwards closer to me.

"I'm not cute"

Notes

lolsorry i have no excuse, i've just been super lazy