If My Velocity Starts to Make You Sweat

Frank's dreams were plagued with a familiar face, one of a person who had only just met, and already hated, but what was with these dreams? The young boy thrashed about in his bed, gripping the sheets, sweat dripped on his chest and forehead. Nightmares? No... he didn't think so. The sleeping boy made quiet pathetic noises in his slumber, before he snapped awake. He sat up, and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Something felt strange. "A-ah! Damn it!" He grumbled, pawing at himself through his boxers, sending a shiver down his spine. "Stupid dream..." This was a new thing for Frank, he wasn't exactly sure what to do.
Ray groaned, "Gerard, I can't believe you stalked him home." The two boys stood outside of Frank's house, right under his bedroom window, "He bothers me." Gerard said picking up a rock. "You are not throwing that at his window." Ray said. "Watch me." Gerard chucked the rock, and it shattered the window, and then he waited for the reaction, as soon as he saw Frank poke his head out his shattered window, "Where the hell do you get off on stalking me?" He called down, bracing his hips against the ledge on the window.
"I don't." Gerard replied. "Come down here, we're taking you to the lake. Bob and Mikey are already waiting for us." Frank sighed, "Fine, let me get dressed..." Frank pulled his shirt off before leaving the window. He quickly pulled on a pair of old blue jeans, and a t-shirt, grabbing his jacket, and putting his socks and shoes on. He slipped silently down stairs and out the front door, "Why the fuck are you here at three in the fucking morning, you fucking assholes?" He growled. "This one's got a mouth on him." Ray commented, "Wonder how he works it." Gerard said jokingly. Frank glared at Gerard before following him to his car.
Ray got into the passengers seat, and Gerard pushed him out of the car, "Frankie gets to ride up front with me." Ray stumbled out and into Frank, who fell back on his ass. "Ow..." Frank got up and glared at both Ray and Gerard before climbing up into the passengers seat. Ray got into the back of the car, grumbling. "Can you swim?" Gerard asked, starting the car and pulling out of the drive way.

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