Can I love you?

It was my first day of school. I'm kinda nervous, because I just moved here from Alabama.
I sat at a table in my first period class, hoping people wouldn't juge me and find out who I was under this red jacket. This girl walked up to me and asked if someone was sitting in the spot next to me. I said no, and she just walked away. What was that all about? (Really, the girl asked if she could sit there, but I misheard her. That was later clarified.) then another guy sat diagonal from me and said "hi! I'm jack!" "Hi" I replied, I guess I looked kind of like I didn't want to talk to anyone so he didn't say anything after that.

then he walked in and sat across from me. He was so cool. He had a smashing pumpkins shirt. And a LOT of black. And he was wearing eyeliner. He was paleish.
"Hey! Did you draw that?" I jumped. He was talking to me. "Y- yes." I fucking stuttered. Great. Now he's going to think I'm stupid or something. "I like your shirt." I said. "Thanks."

then em it was attendance and I learned his name. Gerard. Cool name.

at the end of those two classes that were attached, we went to our next class. He was following me. It was so weird. Then he followed me into my next classroom. Oh god. Then I saw a girl with colorful hair. She scared me for some reason. Like she's think I was different and wouldn't like me. I didn't have that much piercings and would never be able to afford that much hair dye. My dad would certainly never buy me something like that. He'd make me pay for it when he doesn't even thank me for doing all the housework. Instead, he'd yell at me for doing something wrong or not doing something else.

Then em he sat by me. Again. Wow does gerard like me or something? I'm scared I'm gonna embarrass myself. Then he said something. I didn't hear him so I just laughed a little and said yeah. I hope he said something that was a bit funny.

I didnt know know my student ID, and I blushed because Gerard was smiling like it was funny. he asked me where I was from. Maybe this isn't so bad? Answered him. Oh god I was so nervous. We kept talking about stuff and ya.

The he next class I didn't have him. Instead, I had science. Then next was lunch.

so he sat next to me again, and I'm guessing we're going to be friends. We talked about my guitar, pansy, and he said he kinda plays guitar, too. He doesn't know very much, though. He only knows because his brother, Mikey, taught him how but then gave up later and stopped teaching him.

Notes

Sorry it was kind of a copy from the last chapter, just in a different perspective. That will never happen again. It's been awhile, and I should probably post more often. Oh well. Comment if you guys like it or not I need to know if I need to fix anything or not.