“Get up.” Mikey said as he shook Gerard awake. “Let me check your wrist.”
Gerard sleepily sat up, rubbing his eyes before presenting his wrist to his brother. “It's not that bad.”
“You're wearing a long sleeve shirt today, right?”
“I always do, don't I?” Gerard said as Mikey shook his head, the reason behind Gerard's fashion sense finally becoming clear to him.
“Goddammit, Gerard...I swear to God... Just get... Just get ready, Gerard.” Mikey said before walking out the door.

Gerard quickly got dressed and ready before walking downstairs and meeting Mikey by the front door. “You ready for your first day?” Gerard asked Mikey with a small smirk plastered across his face.
“As ready as I'll ever be, I suppose.” Mikey said with a sigh as he opened the front door.

The two stepped out into the bright morning, before walking to school silently. As soon as they arrived, they found the year's first fight had already broken out. Gerard and Mikey pushed their way through the crowd to see what was happening. A small, extremely skinny boy was sitting on the ground, his books scattered around him as a large jock over looked him.
“I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bump into you..” he said quietly as he tried to crawl away from the boy towering over him, only to be blocked by the crowd around him. “Please... Just.. Just let me go, please..” He pleaded.

Gerard felt his stomach twisting up with guilt as he stood and watched the poor boy, who looked fragile enough to shatter after a light nudge, get picked up by his shirt and thrown back down to the floor as scattered laughs arose from the crowd. Gerard felt his body shut down as he stepped forward.
“Leave him alone.” He said, quieter than he had hoped, though still enough to draw all attention to him.
“Oh? Is this your boyfriend? Is the little emo boy trying to play hero?” The boy said as he stepped towards him, leaving the other to quickly gather his things before running away.
Great... I fucking stand up for him and he just ditches me. Gerard thought as he rolled his eyes.
“And just what are you going to do, faggot? What's to stop me from killing your little boy toy?”
“Well, I mean the fact that he fucking ran while you had your back turned probably would stop you.” Gerard said as he rolled his eyes. The boy turned around to look, and Gerard, seeing his oppurtunity, took off running as well. He quickly ran into the school and hid in the bathroom, where he found the other boy from earlier sitting in the corner with his back to the wall and his head in his hands.

“Thank you.” He said quietly, looking at Gerard out of the corner of his eye.
“Uh, don't mention it.. I'm Gerard.” He responded as he caught his breath.
“I'm-” the boy was quickly cut off by the shouting of a few boys in the hallway, looking for the two.
“Shit, we better hide..” Gerard said as he pulled the boy into a stall and locked the door. The stall was cramped and there wasn't too much room for them to move without bumping into each other, though neither paid any attention to that. They were more focused on the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer to the bathroom until they were not alone.

The two held their breath, trying not to make the slightest sound, though both knew they would be found. After a moment, the boys started checking each stall until they got to the one Gerard and the other boy had been hiding it, and of course it was odd that only one stall was locked.
“I bet the fags are fucking each other in there!” a boy shouted out before breaking the door down. “Aw, such a cute couple.” He said as he grinned evilly and grabbed the two by the back of their heads and smashed their faces into each other, making them accidentally kiss before their foreheads collided.
“Adorable.” Another boy commented before punching Gerard in the stomach as hard as he could, forcing Gerard to double over and fall to the ground as a small bit of drool dribbled out of his mouth. The boy then kicked the small, skinny boy as hard as he could in the crotch, making him let out a small whimper and fall to the floor. The two were each repeatedly kicked before the bullies finally got bored with them and left them laying on the floor in pain.

“I'm... Frank..” the boy laying next to Gerard said after a long silence.
“It's a pleasure.” Gerard said sarcastically before slowly trying to pull himself up by grabbing the edge of the sink. His sleeve drooped and revealed the numerous and large scabs that had formed on his wrist over night. Frank stared, and Gerard could feel him staring, though neither said anything about it. Once Gerard was on his feet, he offered a hand to Frank, who took it and allowed Gerard to pull him up. He doesn't even feel like he's one hundred pounds... Maybe he's about eighty at the most. Fuck...Gerard thought as he examined the boy in front of him. Oh well. Don't want to ask and make this all awkward.
“Is this your first day here?” Gerard asked as the boy examined him as well.
“Yeah... It's going great so far..” Frank replied as he bit his lip slightly.
“Well, expect more days like this. People here are the worst of douches.”
“Oh. Greaaattt...” Frank sighed as Gerard patted him on the back.

“Well, at least you've got a friend now.” Gerard smiled as Frank took a moment to process that, before smiling back.

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