3rd September 1998 - Thursday
Frank woke up with a headache, and a heartache. How could he have been so stupid? He numbly made his way out of bed and got ready for school, he would talk to Gerard today.

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Frank had been planning on speaking with Gerard at lunch time, it would have given him more time to apologize and explain, that was if he hadn't been sitting with people. One of them was the dude with the fro that he had seen at the comic store the day before, the other two seemed to be a tiny bit younger than Frank, and were so close to each other Frank was sure they were going to blend together. Frank had never seen Gerard with any friends before, maybe he had just met them. He could've gone and spoken to Gerard anyways, he wouldn't have a problem with speaking in front of his friends and he could just ask Gerard to speak in private. That was until the dude with the fro turned around so Frank could see his face. Ray Toro, the awesomely friendly dude who had started to teach Frank to play guitar in middle school. He couldn't even go near Ray right now, Ray had known what he did to Gerard, he had been there to witness it all. He was way too ashamed to even be within Ray's eyesight let alone apologize to Gerard in front of him.

Frank sighed defeatedly, he'd just talk to Gerard tomorrow.

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Gerard was walking to school zombie like, that's what happened when you finished your shift at midnight and instead of going home to sleep you would stay awake till God knows what time, afraid that Frank Iero would somehow get into your house and beat you up in your sleep, or do something embarressing to you and take pictures and send it to everyone.
He was happy today though, he had finally gotten himself some friends, and he was having lunch with them. But what if they got picked on for being friends with him? What if they left him when they realized that being friends with Gerard mean social suicide? Gerard forced all these bad thoughts to leave his head, just happy that he wouldn't be alone, if only for a day, and just took in the morning.

It was one of the warmest days they had had that week. The breeze was light and running softly through the trees, rustling the golden-brown leaves and letting some of them to the ground. The sun was up and some clouds were scattered across the sky. The sun was reflecting a golden sort of glow, not the bright white one you would have in the summer, it was softer, more dreamy, and it blended perfectly with the colour of the trees. Underneath the thick dirty Jersey stentch, there were hints of the springy smell of pollen, and the earthy smell that would fill your nostrills after it had rained. Gerard thought that maybe he could paint something inspired by all this later on, even though he usually drew comics, or mythical creatures.

He smiled to himself, ignoring the weird looks Mikey was giving him, thinking about how today could probably be a really good day.

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