Wishing We Could Start Again

The music stopped for what felt like the millionth time. It was only every so often this music would get on my nerves, but rehearsing Summer Nights for THREE HOURS only aggravated a person so much. "Go home and ensemble, rehearse that song was a disaster. Katie, Johnathan, good work. Remember off script in two days! See you tomorrow everyone." My director shouted, looking exasperated. I was planning on going home (I could drive and my parents didn't care if I went to get food after rehearsal) "Katie" "Yes Mr.Iero?" I said sarcastically. With a curtsy. I'm talking grand plié, butt's basically on the floor here. "I would like to talk to you inside my office. Now please." "Yes Sir." I said while mock salute and humming Ghost Of You. I enjoyed hanging his old band over his head. They had been broken up for about four years now and I was the only one who knew about the band. I enjoy hanging it over "Mr.Iero's" head (I call him Frank, his first name) Before you ask, no, I am not fucking my teacher. Or in any kind of relationship with him. He's like my second dad and about my only friend, if even that. I walk to his room (He's the choir teacher too) and waltz straight into the office. "You wanted to see me?" I ask with a crooked eyebrow. " How are you healing?" Great, just jump right to the point. "Fine." "No you're not.Go put this on it's 100 degrees out side." He says as he throws a (what else) My Chemical Romance shirt at me. I run to the bathroom down the hall. So I'm a drama/punk rock nerd and that doesn't sit well with everyone else. They bullied me to no end and it caused some pretty nasty bruises. Sophomore year, I almost got raped by a senior in the bathroom. The girl's bathroom. He just chose who walked in next, and I was the lucky girl. That's when I started talking to Frank. He saved me, knocked the boy out and stitched me up in his office. I had a few classes with him, but he barely knew me. I didn't notice it, but the boy had re-opened my healing scars. Yes, I self-harm. It was only a few months ago I tried to kill myself. That failed (obviously or I would be gone from this hell hole they call a school) because who else but Iero walked in just the right time. I tried to commit at school, make a point. Worst. Mistake. Ever. So Frank's like my counselor now, him and (quite attractive) friend Mikey Way, also was in the band. He shows up every once in a while to help me with my anxiety (Which has worsened since I figured out I had it three years ago). He was here today,he must of came in while I was changing. They were talking in hushed voices about something..... they both jumped about two feet in the air when I said hello. "Geez don't sneak up on people Katie" Mikey said seriously, even though he was smirking. "I only knocked into two chairs and sang an entire song while walking from the doorway to the office thanks" they both looked at me funny for a while after that. I glared back, but I was only 5'5" so it was like glaring at a giant (A really hot giant) and, well, Frank was only an inch taller than me so I was okay with it. "So you guys just going to stare at me like a piece of meat or are you going to say something" I think I broke them out of their trance because they responded with mutters of go eat some food and it's in the microwave. Yes they give me food. Jamia would probably kill Frank if I didn't eat food. She met me about eight months ago, and she's so sweet. I babysit for them, they know it pays for my band merch. So they give me money I don't need and I give it back. So they say fine except I have to eat food after practice at least once a week. And last time I didn't eat it, Jamia made Frank film me eating it so I would eat the food. I'm an unstable anorexic, and it isn't pleasant when I don't want to eat. "I swear if you guys keep giving me food you will go broke." I exclaimed while eating the pasta provided. "No we won't. Now go home. Get some rest, you need it." Frank looked stressed, like someone just killed one of his puppies. " Kay. Bye Mikey, nice seeing you. Bye Frank, see you tomorrow." I said as I picked up my stuff and walked to the door. I left and made it to my car unharmed. I was curious as to what was happening with those two. Frank would never ask me to stay just to eat especially with Mikey there too......

Notes

Yay first chapter up! I'm so excited for this fic and I hope you are too! New chapter probably tomorrow or Monday love to here from you! - Katie (Yes Katie is my real name deal with it)