I Still Think You're Beautiful

I pushed through the crowded hallways, Frank trailing behind me. He didn't talk much at all. He just kept his hair in his face and stared at the floor, like he was trying to hide. Like he was ashamed of something.
We reached the cafeteria and I opened the door for him, letting him walk in first. "Did you bring lunch?" I ask him.
He shakes his head, "I don't eat lunch."
I nod and tell him to follow me as I walk to my table. There's nobody there yet, so I pick the seat on the end, telling Frank to sit next to me. While we sit in silence, more and more crowd into the cafeteria, until all you can hear is the voices of obnoxious teenagers.
Frank pulls out his phone and starts playing a game. I watch him concentrate until, a voice behind me says my name.
"Gee!"
I tune around and see my best friend in the whole world, Jared. His bleached blonde hair falls over his blue eyes, he gives me a big smile and sits down across from me. He sets his lunch tray down and chews on his lip ring for a second.
"Who's your friend?" He asks curiously, then starts to unfold his napkin.
I look over at Frank, still concentrating on his game. "This is Frank. He's new."
Frank looks up and smiles at Jared. Jared returns the smile, "Hey Frank, I'm Jared, nice to meet you."
"You too." Franks smiles and turns his phone off. He plays with his hoodie strings while I talk to Jared for a while. Jared turns his head toward Frank, "So what school did you come from?"
Frank looks up and hesitates, "Well, I moved here from New York. I went to Davidson, it's a private school."
Jared nods, then laughs, "My cousin goes there." He then opens a bag of potato chips and offers us some, "Her name is Eden."
Franks eyes light up, "Does she have red hair and a nose ring?"
"Yup."
"She was one of my best friends." Frank smiles and blushes, "Her best friend is my girlfriend."
I hear that and have a mini heart attack. Shit! Shit! SHIT!!! I knew he was probably straight. He didn't seem too interested in guys anyway, from what I've noticed.
"Why you so GeeGee?" Jared asks. "You feelin okay?"
"Oh yeah." I stutter and force a smile, "Just tired."
We sit I'm silence for a few minutes before Jared stands up and waves someone over. Before I know it, there's two more people at the table. Pete and, ugh, Lindsay.
Pete plops down next to Lindsay who sets herself down next to Jared.
"Hey babe," Jared says and pecks Lindsay on the lips. She giggles and glances at Frank, Pete starts to stare at Frank before he giggles like crackhead.
Frank gives Pete a weird look. Pete starts cracking up, punching the table, tears coming from his eyes.
Frank leans closer to me and whispers, "Is he okay?"
I nod and steal one of Jared's Cheetos, "He's always like this, I'm pretty sure he's on crack or something."
Pete continues to laugh as Frank just stares at him, a horrified look on his face.
"Pete," I say and pay his arm, he doesn't listen. "Pete!" I say again, no response, just laughter, "HEY PETE YOU MOTHERFUCKER LOOK I SEE PATRICK!"
Pete stops laughing and sits up straight, "WHERE?"
Frank giggles as I smirk, leaning closer across the table to Pete, them whisper, "In your ass."
Pete's face goes from a alert to completely annoyed, "Asshole." He mutters than asks Frank his name and stuff. I look back at Jared to see him devouring Lindsay. Suddenly I feel like throwing up the Cheetos I stole from him.

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After lunch, Frank and I have Gym. We have it the worst period because its right after lunch and it makes you sick to your stomach. Luckily, today we had a substitute and we got to play Knock Out or we could sit in the bleachers. I sit in the bleachers and so does Frank. He sits far away from, then sticks his earbuds in his ears.
I get up and sit next to him, he glances at me then pulls his phone out. He opens IMessage and texts someone the contact name says '❤Iris❤', so I'm guessing that's his girlfriend.
His lock screen was a picture if him and a girl. They were In the snow in Central Park. The girl has orangie brown hair, her eyes were big and beautiful. She held her sleeve over her mouth, as Frank kissed her cheek. She was REALLY pretty. And they looked adorable together, like a couple from a magazine.
Frank sighs and puts his phone down. I watch the other kids play basketball and Knock Out, until Frank looks over at me.
"So," He says, "How's life?"
"Okay, I guess." I lie.
He nods. We sit in silence until the bell of the day rings. He picks up his bag and runs out the door is the gym, waving goodbye to me. He had given me his number before he ran off, and told me to text him later tonight.

Notes

well....I don't even know