AUTHORS NOTE: OK LISTEN I STARTED WRITING THIS WHEN I WAS LIKE 11 AND I HAD NO IDEA WHAT I WAS DOING AND I STILL DONT EVEN THOUGH IM LIKE 15 MILLION YEARS OLD NOW SO LIKE EXCUSE THE SHITTY GRAMMAR IN THIS WHOLE GOD DAMN FIC BECAUSE I WAS JUST SOME 11 YEAR OLD ON WEED WHO WROTE GAY PORN WHEN HE WAS BORED OKAY GOTTA BLAST!!

WARNING: THIS FIC MAY CAUSE LOSS OF BRAIN CELLS BECAUSE IT WAS SO FUCKIN BAD AND I HAD NO IDEA WHAT GRAMMAR WAS OKAY GOTTA BLAST!!

I slowly walked toward the front doors of hell. Aka school. I mean, I was popular and all. But there was one huge problem. I was gay. If you didn't know me, it wouldn't be hard to believe. I mean, if you saw a guy walking down the street with skinny jeans on and a shit ton of eyeliner, wouldn't you think that's a little strange? Maybe that's just me. But the kid's here at this hell of a shit hole school think i'm as straight as a ruler. Pfft, never.

'God dammit...' I thought as I opened the front doors. 'Please fuck no....'
And like always, as soon as I walked through the fucking doors, people crowd around me.

"Hi Gerard!'

"Marry Me Gerard!"

"Please suck my dick Gerard!"

"Your so hot Gerard!"

Dear god. Nothing pisses me off more than that bullshit.I pushed through all the people that were trying to get my attention and talk to me.
"Can I just get to my fucking locker?" I mumbled and some blonde cheerleader gave me a dirty look. So I just gave her the "Fuck You!" smile. And finally, after what seemed like an eternity, I reached my god damn locker. I twisted the lock and as always, my fucking locker was stuck. I punched it and it swung open.
I was putting my books away when the intercom came on.

"Gerard Way to Principals office." It boomed "Gerard Way to the principals office. Now."

Shit. What now?

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