Kennedy High

Gerard's POV


Gerard stepped off of the school bus and looked around. It seemed just a little bit emptier than he remembered it, what with last year's seniors being gone and this year's freshman all gathered in the gym for orientation. Mikey and Ray stepped off behind him, and they all headed towards their usual hangout behind the school.


Mikey leaned up against the tall, carved up oak tree that marked their territory, dropping his backpack at his feet. "So, Gerard, how does it feel to be a senior? Do you rule the school?"

Gerard laughed, shaking his head. "If only. But we all know the popular kids run this place."

"Speaking of, there's an unusually high percentage of them in this year's freshman class." Ray spoke up.

"Well then it's a good thing I was already planning on avoiding them." Gerard chuckled, wincing a little at the idea.

Ray nodded. "Good plan. Hey, by the way, are you guys free Friday? I was thinking we could all celebrate the new school year by going out to get pizza or something."

Mikey grinned. "It can double as a celebration of My Chemical Romance."

Gerard nodded, smiling. "Sounds good. Hey where's Bob by the way?"

"I dunno. I'll text him so he knows." Mikey said, then sighed as the bell rang. "Great, now begins another year of torture."

They said their goodbyes and went their separate ways, Gerard heading to first period art. So far, senior year was looking pretty good.

Notes

It feels kind of weird to me to be calling their band My Chemical Romance but...what else would I call it?