Hey Mr. Way

''U-um, hi...my name's Frank...'' I said, not really sure what to say to the woman on the reception desk.
'' And why are you late? '' she snapped back.
'' I j-just wasn't f-feeling well, b-b-but I'm better now, '' I couldn't even speak properly, the woman made me feel uneasy and nervous for some reason, maybe it was the way she glared at me, or the way every time she spoke to me it was in a snappy and unwelcoming tone, who knows?
'' Planner, '' she demanded, and I handed over my planner to be stamped, '' get your parent or carer to call in and explain why you weren't here. ''
'' B-but I just told you, '' I said, trying to defend myself, '' I was feeling ill, but I started to feel better so I decided it was a good idea to come to school. ''
'' Well, we need confimation, '' she snarled, narrowing her eyes at me. It was no use, I'd just have to agree with her.
'' Okay fine, '' I said back, taking my planner and heading to my lesson. I was only about twenty minutes late to second lesson, so I'd missed first period and break, and the twenty minutes of Technology.
Food tech is okay. I suppose. At least, when I'm actually cooking it is, but when we're doing one of those shitty 'Recap Lessons' on what we'd made a fucking week ago, it was pretty boring. Looks like today's one of those days, because everyone has their books out and is writing in them.
I opened the door shyly and walked in, the whole fucking class looking up from what they're doing to stare at me.
'' Sorry I'm late, sir, '' I said, grabbing a stool and taking it over to my place.
The teacher nodded and told the class to carry on with their work instead of gawking at me. I like him, he's a nice guy, but he's old as fuck and he can be annoying at times.
The lesson passed and I looked in my planner only to find out I have PE, and I don't have my sports kit with me, great.
'' Can I borrow kit, please? '' I asked my teacher, handing her my phone in exchange. The rules are that if you're gonna borrow kit, then you have to give in your phone, planner, iPod or something else of value just so you don't steal the kit or wreck it, then at the end of the lesson when you return your borrowed kit you can have your phone back.
The teacher smiled at me and handed me some clothes.
'' You're not usually one for forgetting your kit, are you? '' she commented with a little chuckle.
'' Yeah, I know, but this morning was a bit of a muddle and a rush for me, so I kinda forgot it, '' I said, taking the kit, smiling back and saying thankyou.
Now that's what kind of teacher I like, a nice one who doesn't scream at you if you accidentaly forget something, one who actually talks to you and laughs and smiles and one that's just generally fucking plesant, unlike most.
I changed quickly, as usual, because I hate getting changed infront of people.
'' Look out for the Gayyyyy '' I heard some prick call out from the other side of the changing room, and the boys all laughed and looked at me. I sighed and carried on getting changed, hearing people call me names the whole time.
'' Look at him, what an emo fag, '' I heard someone mutter. Yeah, that's true, I am an emo, and technically I am a 'fag' too, but they just call me a fag to be offencive.
Then we went outside in the rain, oh what fun. Cross-country. Great. I can't run for my life, and that's a true fact.
'' Don't let your emo hair get messed up, you gay little fuck, '' Tyler spat at me, running past with a bunch of his mates.
After we'd run for what seemed like an entire marathon, I was red in the face and soaked from the rain, and freezing cold too.
'' Well done class, '' my teacher smiled, '' I know it wasn't the best of weather out here today, but thankyou for trying your best still. ''
I headed inside with the rest of my class and got undressed before hopping into a shower. I always used the end one, because that way I only had to put up with one prick of a guy stood next to me being a douche. The problem with these fucking showers is that they aren't in seperate cubicles so everyone can see you...naked.
People mocked me for the ''size of my dick'' even though to be honest it wasn't any smaller than anyone elses, actually it was bigger than quite a few. Not that I've been going round looking at everyone's dicks but sometimes I just happen to catch sight out of the corner of my eye. I swear I haven't been looking on purpose, who would wanna look at them anyway, I have my Gerard and trust me, Gee's way bigger than any of them!

Notes

Thought that was a good place to end it ;) XD x