If My Velocity Starts to Make You Sweat

Frank rest his head on the desk. Third period always went by the slowest because it was the period just before lunch. The time crawled on, slowly. Groans came from the other students, and Frank knew he wasn't alone in being bored. The bell rang, and Frank shot up, "Happy Friday, and have a great Halloween tomorrow, everyone!" The teacher said as the students filtered out of the class room, "Already?" The short boy mumbled under his breath, "Fifteen as of tomorrow." And with that he followed the steady stream of students towards the lunch room, keeping his head low to avoid peoples gaze.
Gerard entered the lunch room and quickly got to the front of the lunch line. He got his food in silence, and then spun on his heels, eyes scanning the lunch room. First person he saw was Mikey, his younger brother, his rectangular glasses stood out. Standing behind Mikey was Bob, his hair was cut emoishly and it was blonde, Ray wasn't with them, Ray was walking towards Gerard, but someone small got in his way.
Frank stepped out of the mass of people, in front of Ray. As he was bumped into, he stumbled forward, and Ray grabbed his shoulder so that he didn't fall on his face, "Maybe you should watch where you're going, little guy." Ray continued walking, still hanging on to Frank's shoulder, "H-hey!" Frank squeaked as he was dragged along behind Ray. "Who's that?" Gerard's voice was skeptical when he saw Ray dragging Frank. "Don't know. I brought him over here so he wouldn't get trampled, now go get your food, small fry." Ray shoved Frank towards the lunch line.
Gerard raised an eyebrow, "Whatever, hurry up and get your lunch too, so we can go find the others." Ray was Gerard's age, and his most noticeable feature was the brown mass of curls on top of the seniors head. Gerard waited as Ray went to get his lunch, standing near the lunch line, with his hand planted firmly on his hip as he waited. Ray pushed passed people in the line and popped up next to Frank, "What's your name, short stack?" Frank jumped, "Jesus Christ!" He shouted, spinning around. "I don't think that's your name." Ray said with a small frown, "I'm Ray. Ray Toro." He held out his hand for the shorter boy to shake. Frank took his hand cautiously and shook it, "I'm Frank..." He said, "Nice ta meet ya, Frankie!" Ray slapped Frank on the back, "Where are your friends?" Ray asked, scanning the cafeteria, "I'd ask myself the same thing... I don't have any." Said Frank, and with that he fell silent, and turned away from Ray, ignoring any further attempts to converse with him.
After getting his lunch, Frank made a move to leave the line, but Ray steered him towards Gerard, "I don't know where you were planning on eatin', but now you're eatin' with us." The senior said, looking down at Frank. Gerard once more raised an eyebrow, "Who died and made you leader?" He asked Ray, "He's a bit small..." Gerard grabbed Frank's left arm and pushed up his sleeve, "And scrawny... plus he's a freshman." Ray sighed, "Well your annoying brother eats with us, so I can bring someone with me too." Ray said. "Fine." Gerard said, before spinning and walking away.

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