You Can Run Away With Me Anytime You Want.

You Can Run Away With Me Anytime You Want.

Chapter 4

"Mr Way?" Frank was stood in the doorway to my classroom.

"You're half an hour early Frank ... what do you want?" I looked up from the various pieces of paperwork Mr Smyth the head teacher had given me to look over to the small boy stood in the doorway.

"I just wanted to ask you something actually ..." He started to play with the sleeves of his jumper.

"Look, come in and shut the door Frank." I leaned back in the oversized black chair I was sat in and watched as Frank followed my instructions. "What do you want to ask?" I raised an eyebrow quizzically.

"Well, I was just wondering, well if it would be possible if I could get extra tutoring after school?" Frank mumbled, looking down at my desk.

"Well, I suppose so yeah, when were you thinking? And where for that matter?" I asked but immediately began to regret what I had said. Mentally I was screaming as I remembered what Mikey had said only the previous night.

"Well, after school obviously and well, I can't really do my house and I don't want people to see me leaving me school late ... I've already got a reputation as a freak, I don't want to add being a nerd to that either." Frank muttered, still looking down.

"Well, I suppose at a push I would be able to arrange something at my house but it would have to be on a weekend ... that's the only time my brothers at work." I muttered back to Frank, instantly regretting what I had said. What was I doing? I could get into all sorts of trouble for merely saying this stuff never mind actually doing it!

"Um yeah I suppose I could do Saturdays?" Frank murmured, a sudden smile growing on his face.

"Here," I paused to grab a plain piece of paper and a black biro from my desk and scribbled my mobile number and my house address quickly onto the blank paper, "my number and address, come by this Saturday around 2 o'clock ish? Text me or ring me the details of what you want to go over and I'll get it sorted out before you come round." I handed him the paper and watched as he smiled before tucking it away deep into his trouser pocket.

"Thanks sir." He grinned at me before meandering out of the classroom, closing the green door on his way out. As soon as he left I threw my head into my hands and groaned, what the fuck was I doing?

Throughout the rest of the day, I noticed that Frank didn't stop smiling. I decided to eat my lunch in my classroom and try to avoid Frank as much as was physically possible for the rest of my time at the school. When the bell rang to signal the end of the day, Frank spent as long as was humanly possible packing away his belongings. Ray and Bob stood in the door growing ever more impatient with the spiky haired boy. Finally he looked up, grinning as he noticed he was the only student left actually inside the classroom. As he walked out the room I noticed he kept glancing over at me and when he reached the doorway, he stopped, turned and began to frantically wave goodbye at me. Cautiously I waved back at Frank and watched, puzzled, as he turned and walk away with Ray and Bob at his sides.

"What have you got yourself involved with Gerard?" I muttered, shoving my things into my satchel and walking out towards my car.