The bell rung and signalled everyone to grab their shit and run. First break. I got up slowly, gathering my things and took my work up to Mr Stump.

"Alright Frank what have you got for me?"He asked as he took my work and examined it."This is pretty good. What else can you do?"He asked me eagerly.
"Uh I can trace things really well I guess. And painting I'm not too bad at either."I scratched at the back of my head.

"I think I just found something I never knew I was looking for."He winked at me.
"Uh what do you mean?"I asked him.
"Gerards an interesting character don't you think?"He said, completely ignoring my question.

"Uh I guess you could say that."I said as I thought back to last night. Instantl) my lips tingled. I rrubbed the the feeling away and listened as Mr Stump started telling a storie.

"Today was the first time I have ever seen Gerard talk to somebody in class. You had a lot of guts sitting next to him. Usually if somebody tries to he yells at them and leaves. Once I realised that was happening I made sure no one went near him. He's a talented kid."Mr stump was staring into space. No he wasn't, he was looking at the wall behind me.

"He only ever talks to me about what I want him to paint. He never does what I say though. Always the same gloomy ones."He sighed.
"Why does he only talk to you?"I asked him curiously as I sat down on the desk behind me.
"Well um I probably shouldn't be telling you this but um. The second class I had with him he wanted to finish his painting before going. When he finished it he took one look at it and he started crying."Mr Stumps face took on a sad look now.

"I asked him what was wrong and he told me everything. It was the whole word vomit thing. He couldn't stop himself."He looked away from the wall and at me.
"What did he say? Why was he crying?"I asked him sadly.
"Oh I can't tell you that. Probably shouldn't have said anything at all really."He stood up straight and stretched his arms.

"Right. Sorry. I won't say a word."I smiled at him. He nodded and turned around. He started fiddling with some papers behind him before pulling a single sheet out.
"I don't wanna be rude but I need you to go now. I can never grade artwork with people around. Sorry. I just really need to get these done."He pointed to a large pile of 3D sketches next to his desk.
"Right right no problem, don't worry about it."I smiled and got up.

"Thanks."I nodded at him and left the room. There was five minutes left for me to find my way over to my history class. I took out my map and started walking along the edge of the field. There were a few groups of friends sitting down but otherwise no one.

As I got further along I realised that sitting at the base of a lone tree was someone smoking. Already knowing who it was I found myself walking over to him before I could stop myself.

When I reached him I didn't know what to do.
"What do you want?"He sighed. He didn't look at me. His hood was up again. I wished I had my hoodie. It was really cold.

"Um. A smoke?"I asked him slowly,"Seeing how I didn't get one last night?"I added.
"Right right sorry. I would but this was my last one. You can come with me to the store if you want?"He suggested.

"Uhhmm..."I looked down at my watch. 2 minutes left before class started.
"Right sorry. Do you have english or science? I know you don't have music cause otherwise I would be there and english and science are the only other ones you care about. Am I right? Or did I just imagine our conversation last night?''He looked up at me finally, letting me take in his beautiful features.

''Oh right I just um. Didn't think it would look too good skipping class on my first day here...''I replied. I scuffed my feet on the ground, feeling like a complete idiotic wuss.
''No problem. I'll go by myself.''He said as he threw away his butt and got up.

''Sorry...''I mumbled not wanting him to go without me but not wanting to skip class on my first fucking day.
''Dude its alright. Quit fucking apologising.''He laughed. He dusted his ass off, jesus, and started walking away. I watched him go, staring at his ass, before the bell rang and made me jump. I glanced down at my map before running off the field and towards my history class.

I burst through the door to stunned faces and a very short old man looking like he had just seen a ghost.
''Sorry... I'm late... Got... Lost...''I puffed as I spotted a seat right in front of me and sat down.
''I-its alright. Franklin is it?''He went over to his desk and clicked something on his computer.

"Yes sir."I mumbled as my breath slowly caught up with me.
''Right well just tune in and do your best.''He said to me. I watched him as he went back to the whiteboard and started explaining something about a war. Immediately I knew I would never ever listen to this man again. His voice was so fucking monotonous and deep that I could barely fucking understand him.

The class dragged on and on slowly killing me inside. I looked around at everyone else. Almost everyone was doodling or sleeping. I didn't blame them. I stared at my hands and let my thoughts wander over to Gerard. I wondered what he was doing now.

I thought about the kiss and immediately my lips started tingling again. They were so soft and smooth. And his hands. They had felt so fucking good on my hip. Why did he kiss me? Oh yeah, he was fucking high and didn't know what he was doing. I sighed as I realised everyone was leaving.

I got up and followed them out, checking to see I had science next halfway across the school. I started walking down the hall and found myself in the reception area again.

''Frank! Hows it going?''Ryan bashed into my side playfully.
''Uh okay I guess. Bit boring. Big school."I shrugged my shoulders. Why was everybody asking me how I liked it?
''Yeah you get used to the size after about a week.''He laughed at me. He left me to go up a different hallway. I walked up the other hall behind the front desk and found my science classroom.

I went inside and sat down not even bothering to introduce myself to the teacher. He didnt even notice me, just kept writing on the board what we had to do. On our desks there were already sheets of paper with the work on it. I took a look at it all before sighing and thumping my head down on my desk.

The bell rang loudly just outside the door, waking me up with a jolt. I got up and left the room immediately. I got out my timetable and with a sinking feeling saw I had fucking gym after lunch. Out of every single class you could ever have in the whole fucking world, gym was the worst one. I hated everything to do with it. I hated it more than I fucking hated soon to be foster parents.

I trudged along slowly not really noticing where I was going. I didnt know where the cafeteria was and I didnt really want to go there because I didnt know anybody. I couldnt find Sarah cause that would have been fucking weird. The weird new kid hanging out with a bunch of girls.

"Oof. I'm sorry.''I rubbed my nose as I took a step away from the person I had walked into.
''Fucking watch where you're going you fucking- oh its you. Don't worry about it then. You want that smoke now?''He asked me. I looked up and was met by bright green eyes. I froze as I realised Gerard was asking me if I wanted to 'hang' with him.
''Uhh sure.''I smiled up at him. There was no hope for my face now that it was fucking cherry red.

''Kay. Here.''He held out his new carton of smokes and gave one to me. I had gotten it wrong once again. Fucking dumbass.
''Th-thanks."I took it from him and walked away immediately. I didnt want him to see the amount of disappointment that was spreading across my face. I rushed away blindly. I spotted a boys toilets up ahead so I rushed in and locked myself in a cubicle.

''... and so like, I fucked her on her mothers kitchen floor.''A boy said outside. Fuck me.
''Nice one man! What did she say?''Another one said.
''Said I was fucking boss at it of course.''The first one replied smugly. I rolled my eyes as I sat down on the toilet seat to try and calm down. The door opened then closed.

''Out. Now.''I heard him say. Why did he have to fucking follow me? I lifted my feet up as the boys scampered away and Gerard started pacing.
''Are you gonna come out?''He asked, breaking the heavy silence. I didnt reply. Maybe he would just go.

I heard him sigh then light up a cigarette. I saw the smoke rising and wanted to breathe it deep into my lungs.
''I've got all day you know.''Gerard breathed out. I stared at some of the graffiti on the walls of the cubicle.

A lot of it was about which girls were easiest but then I spotted Gerards name.
'gerard is a fucking home' one read. I saw his name again,'gerard is a vampire'
I snorted as I read that one. Fuck.
''So you are in here. Come out. Now.''He commanded. There seemed to be such power in his voice. I slowly got up and unlocked the door. I stepped out and watched him. He was sitting up next to the sink. He had almost finished his smoke.

''So whats up?''He asked casually. I stared at him incredulously.
''I hide from you in a fucking bathroom and you ask me whats up?''I raised an eyebrow at him.
''Yeah and? Whats your problem?''He raised an eyebrow back at me and made me feel stupid.
I blushed and said,''Nothing. I have to uhm go.''I stuttered and ran off. I rounded a corner and stopped to catch my breath. I had just made a complete and utter fucking fool of myself again and to make things worse I still needed a fucking smoke.