My -High School- Romance

Gerard groaned, the sun shining in his eyes.
"Rise and shine, Gee."
"Ugh muuuum, let me sleep a little bit more."
She walked over to him and gave him a hug. "You have to leave for school in like 10 minutes." She said sternly.
"Woah, shit!" Gerard said, sliding out of bed and pulling off his pyjamas and putting on his shirt and trousers.
"Language!" His mother called down the hall as he skidded into the bathroom and brushed his teeth as quickly as he could. He put on his "guy-liner" and tie, and put his bag on his back.
"Mikey's already left. Said he's walking with the new kid." His mum said, brushing her hair.
"Okay." Gerard called as he took an apple for breakfast and kissed his mum on the cheek. Wow, the infamous "new kid". Has he even got a name?
"Love you, kid."
"You too mum."
*****
He ran most of the way to school, but being a bit of a geek he wasn't quite cut-out for running, so he slowed down.
Once he got to school he saw Mikey sitting down at a bench with some guy. Presumably the new kid, right. "Hey here comes Gee. I told you 'bout him earlier right?"
"Hi Mikey." Gerard said.
"Hi." Mikey smiled.
"Hi Gee."
Gerard paused and looked at the kid who spoke. Pretty shabby, wearing a little guy-liner himself, -so he guessed a little emo too?- and carrying a guitar by his side.
"No one calls me that but Mikey." he raised his voice a little.
"Sorry." The kid frowned and looked at the floor. "I didn't know."
"Sorry, I didn't mean to sound-" Gerard mumbled. "Whatever..." Oh my god you can't do anything right, can you? Gerard thought to himself. "So what's your name?" Gerard asked.
"Frank." He muttered, looking away.
The bell sounded.
"Right, well it's time to go in..." Mikey said. "I'll see you later."
"Okay." Gerard said.
"Oh and can you take Frank with you? He's in the same lessons as you, so I thought you could show him round."
He frowned. "Fine," he muttered forcing a smile. Gerard beckoned for Frank to come over and he started walking to class. He knodded over at Frank's guitar. "How good are you at playing that thing?" He asked, trying to strike up conversation.
Frank looked at the case on his back. "I'm ok I guess... Why, do you play?"
"Yeah, I play a bit." He said. Gerard was more of a singer but he didn't really like to tell people about it. "I assume Mikey told you he can play bass?"
"Yeah..." He said.
"Alright, Gerard said. He stopped walking and indicated to the classroom on their left. "This is the first shithole we'll visit today."
Frank giggled and walked in.
"Hey Miss. Um, this is Frank... He's new." Gerard muttered.
Frank blushed.
"Fine." The teacher sighed. "He can sit next to you, Gerard."
"Fine," Gerard muttered, pulling up a chair beside his desk. Frank sat down cautiously, looking around curiously.
"Psht, fag!" Some guy with floppy blonde hair called out. "Hey you little fag." He threw little bits of paper into Frank's black hair.
Frank turned around and stuck his middle finger up at Josh, glaring at him.
"Hey, fag. What did you just do?" Josh got out of his seat and walked across the classroom, standing next to where Frank sat.
"Josh, I will not tolerate this in my classroom. Sit down now."
Oh so this bastard has a name, does he? Frank thought.
The class started muttering. Gerard was shocked too, although he couldn't help observe the skillfully doodled art on Frank's hand. There were swirls and indistinguishable words on them and-
He came to his senses kicked Frank's leg under the desk. "Idiot." He whispered. "You trying to get beat up?" He did admire Frank's guts to say that though.
Frank ignored Gerard and stood up so that his eyes were levelled with the kid's
"What the hell are you doing man?!" Gerard whispered.
Frank looked in the kid's eyes. "What did you call me?"
Josh managed to maintain his smirk. "You don't wanna do this, man."
Frank paused. "Yes I do," he muttered.
Frank raised his right leg into a full swing and kicked the guy hard in the nuts.
Gerard smiled. Woah he's got guts.
"Oh shit!" the kid screamed out, wincing and bending over forwards. "What the hell?"
"Don't call me a fag." Frank murmured, turning back to his chair.
The kid grabbed Frank's shoulder and swung him back around. "No you fuckin don't." He said, punching Frank clear in the face.
Frank swerved off to one side and fell on his knees, covering his bleeding nose.
Ow holy shit.
Gerard ran up behind him and helped him back to his feet, walking Frank out of the classroom.
"Woah dude that was kickass." Gerard breathed.
"Mhm." Frank replied, his voice muffled and nasal, his hand over his dripping nose.
Gerard moved Frank's hand away from his face and looked at his nose. It seemed pretty bloody, and there was a nasty bruise on it. "Woah that's bad. How about you go to the office and I'll see you at the end of the day."
"Alright mom," Frank sniggered. "See you later

Notes

Second chapter - sorry it's pretty long? Hope you like it and I'll keep updating... :)