I Want You To Want Me

Making my way downtown...


just kidding, it's school. I walk into school, as usual. Off to all my classes, seeing my friends.

"Ayy, Ramona!" My best friend Celestine struggles through the crowded hallway over to me.
"What classes do you have this semester?" She asks peeking down at my schedule. Yes, junior year and I still need to look at my schedule in order to not get mixed up and lost.

"All same except I have art now," I reply.

"Dammit, I took home ec," she groans.

"Why?" I laugh.
"So that I won't end up being a homeless drug addict," she says rolling her eyes.
"Whatever."
"Well, I don't feel like being late for my first class so I'll see you in gym," I sigh before walking off to history.

"Hey Mona..Lisa," Frank snickers sitting next to me.
"Shut up," I groan rubbing my eyes.
"Why, it suits you. You're an old piece of art,"
I turn to Mikey who's sitting on the other side of me.
"Are you taking art this semester?" I ask.
"Yeah," he looks up.
"Cool,"
"I'm not, I'm taking photography, in case anyone cared," Frank chimes in.

*Skip to art class where the story really begins*

I sit next to Mikey and lean back, waiting for the teacher. The teachers here are usually here BEFORE the students, so not having a punctual teacher is a change.
I see what looks like a new kid walk in. I don't know if he's new I've just never seen him before. He has black shoulder length hair.
"Who is that fine specimen of man?" I whisper to Mikey, he knows who pretty much everyone is.
He gives me a disgusted look before saying, "that's my twenty five year old brother, he's teaching art." He puts extra emphases on 25.
"What!? I didn't know you had a brother?" I whisper-yell.
"He just got back from college, no one ever brought it up so I never mentioned it," he shrugs before adding, "stay the hell away from him, he's like nine years older than you and he's my brother and that's gross so stop thinking about it," I turn away as the class starts.

"Hello children," he says looking at Mikey.
"The name's Way...Gerard Way," he smirks, not even caring that nobody blinked an eye at his lame joke.
"Okay I'm assuming you all like art so for today just draw something. Maybe someone sitting next to you, maybe your dog, the back of someone's head, whatever you want."
"I'm gonna draw pizza," I think out loud, intending for just Mikey to hear it.
"That's good too," Gerard replies, causing my face to get a little warm.
"What are you drawing?" I say quieter so no one else can hear.
"Someone," Mikey replies without looking up.
"Who?"
"No one," he sighs.
"You can't just change answers like that," I sigh turning back to my paper.

After school we head back to Mikey's, hanging out in the basement before someone else shows up.

"What are you doing in here?" Gerard bursts in.

"Chillin' what about you?" I reply calmly.
"Get out, this is still my room," Gerard points us towards the door.
"So that's why there's a bed in here?"
"Duh, what'd you think?" Frank asks.
"I thought it was a guest room or something," I shrug.
"Really?" Celestine laughs.
"Am I the only one who didn't know Mikey has a brother?"
"Pretty much," Mikey laughs. "Whatever, let's go,"

I wink at Gerard on the way out, 'accidentally' brushing my hand against his leg.

Notes

Well I decided to finally start this since school starts this week. First chapters are always awkward.
Title is a song by Mindless Self Indulgence.

I suck at typing so there might be 23948 spelling errors.