Study Buddies
Guitar
Frank's POV
Being bumped into wasn't a very good way to start off the day, but Frank Iero didn't blame the guy. It was bound to happen at some point. High school hallways were terrifying, crowded, and impossible to navigate smoothly. He hadn't thought much of it at the time but now the guy was in the same art class as him and Frank found himself staring across the room at him as the art teacher went over the syllabus.
He couldn't help but think he was pretty attractive. Not conventionally of course, but his longish dyed black hair just went perfectly with his pale skin and his nose was slightly upturned and small and just plain adorable. He was wearing a black hoodie, black jeans, and black converse. Suddenly he glanced back at Frank, and Frank looked away quickly, but not before they'd made awkward eye contact. His heart was racing but why he had no clue.
Suddenly he felt a little better about this class. He'd just realized this year that he needed a whole four more fine arts credits to graduate, so he was now taking art (which he was terrible at) and guitar one (which he was pretty okay at). He really hadn't been looking forward to art but maybe, just maybe, it would turn out to be a good year.
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He was a good ten minutes early to guitar, as it was the class he had right after lunch and he didn't eat much, so he got his guitar out, setting a sheet of tabs on a music stand and starting to try to play it.
He hadn't ever played it before, but he'd had it stuck in his head for a week and couldn't get it out, so he figured he might as well learn to play it. He was getting pretty good at it when the bell rang, and the black-haired guy from art walked in.
Notes
Hm I wonder what he's playing??? Haha I don't even remember tbh.
