I Believe We're the Enemy

Frank looked up at Gerard as he led the group around the school building, "More people?"
"Just one more," Gerard pulled out a small-
"Gerard, is that a box of cigarettes?"
Gerard laughed, "Yup. Don't ask, just act lay back-"
"Oh, act?" Patrick said with a gleam in his eye, "How layback? Like, what do I do besides look handsome?"
Gerard smirked, “Just act, Pat.” Gerard kept walking with the group until he saw a figure at the end of the side building. Gerard smiled at the figure lying his back against a brick wall, “Brendon!”
The figure looked up, grinned, “Gerard!”
Gerard walked over in front of Brendon, handing him over the box. Brendon’s voice was somewhat high pitched with excitement, “Oh you shouldn't have, Gerard!” Brendon handed the cigarettes to a girl next to him, “Hold this, babe.”
She held it as Brendon reached inside his coat, “Here, Gee.” He handed Gerard a cassette tape, “Enjoy.”
Frank looked at Gerard puzzling. He thought, ‘What the hell are you up to, Gee?’
Gerard laughed, “Thanks, man! Hey, I need something from you-a small favor?” Brendon was in thought. He paused, “Alright. Anything for you, Gee.”
“I know you hate Rogen for always stealing your cigs so how would you like to get him back-? You don't have to do anything extreme.”
Brendon lit up one of his cigs, staring at Gerard. He inhaled the chemicals before blowing it out slowly, “What are you up to, Gerard?”
Gerard grinned, “A little scheme, of course.”
“That’s just like you.”
“Cause it makes me who I am.” Gerard smirked.
Brendon laughed, “Alright, I’ll be a part in one of Gerard’s scheme-”
The girl held onto Brendon’s arm. Her brown hair flowed over her eyes, “No.”
Brendon frowned, “If you love me, let me go.”
The girl frowned, “Don’t get into anymore trouble.”
“Babe, I won’t.” Bredon preached with a slight annoyance in his voice.

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