My -High School- Romance

"Hey dude." Mikey knocked on the door cautiously. "Can I come in?" He stood outside for a second, contemplating.
A quiet and distorted grunt came out from his brother's room.
"I'm gonna take that as a yes." Mikey opened the door and took off his glasses, cleaning them on the side of his sleeve.
Gerard sighed, shoving his face into his pillow. "Whatever," he murmured, indicating for Mikey to come in.
"Okie-dokie."
Mikey walked in and looked around the room, glancing at the empty soda cans and scrumpled pieces of paper in the corner of the room.
'Woah, what a wreck,' Mikey thought to himself. He looked away from the bed where Gerard lay, head in his pillow, and headed towards the his brother's art desk.
Gerard continued to lay in his bed. He frowned to himself. What was it now? The fights at school or the grades? It didn't matter.
"Mikey what do you want?"
Mikey ignored him, or didn't hear him. He couldn't tell.
"Hey, I like these sketches." Mikey said, flipping through an old notepad of Gerard's art. He tried to force a smile, but continued to avoid eye-contact with his brother.
All was quiet for a minute, like Gerard had fogotten that Mikey was there. God, can't this guy just give me a couple of minutes to be alone and self-hate? Gerard thought to himself. He's probably only here to tell me I fucked up on something. I always do.
Mikey coughed nervously, a small smile on his face.
"What do you really want, Mikey?" Gerard repeated, a little more harsh than last time. "I know it's not my fucking art.
He paused.
"Is it the grades? Jesus fuckin Christ, did mum get you to look into my grades again?" He sighed once again. "I'm doing alright now."
"Dude, no." Mikey closed the book and turned to his brother. "It's just that there's a new kid at school soon..."
"Yeah, so?" Came his voice again.
"Well he seemed pretty cool and we were gonna meet up at the weekend or whatever..." He paused. "... And I said you'd tag along."
Gerard tooked his head out of his pillow andraised an eyebrow. "Are you kidding me?" He smirked. "What's this kid even like?"
"Well, he's pretty shy, but he's into some cool music. And he plays guitar."
"Doesn't sound too bad I guess," Gerard sighed.
Mikey ruffled his brother's hair patronisingly. "Exactly," he smiled. "Come on, it won't be that bad. And you could do with some more friends."
"What?!" Gerard objected. "I have friends!"
Mikey raised an eyebrow.
"Ugh." Gerard lay his head back onto his pillow. "Fine," he muttered.

Notes

Okay so this is my first chapter... So you might have guessed, Frank is the new kid :p Anyways, hope you like it!