Don't forget about me

"As you all know tomorrow is a no school day, so after class come up here and each of you take a homework pack. It needs to be done by Monday with your parents signature at the bottom." Mrs. Beak says out loud to the students. The class groans collectivly. Oh my fucking god, the last thing I need right now is homework. Especially when I have to 24/7 be at home watching Mikey carefully and making sure he dosn't murder anyone else.

"Riiiiinnnnnngggggg!!!!!" The school bell rings and I watch all the students obiediently jump up and grab their things to leave. I start uncontrollably stacking my papers exactally in order and neatly laying them in my backpack.. My god damn OCD. is so freaking annoying. "Hey dude." I look up from collecting my things and see a random male student standing in front of me, with a stupid grin spread across his face. "Um... hi?" I stand up and throw my backpack over my shoulder with a loud unattractive grunt. "Oh sorry, i'm Frank...Frank Iero." He held out his hand for me to shake but I wrinkled my forehead and kept my hands to myself. "You nerd, I don't shake."

He pulled his hand back immedietly. "Mines Gerard,. And why does such a random and weird student like you come up to me and expect a handshake?" He frowned. "Well hi Gerard, I just thought you and Ronnie were close. I Sure know that we were, he was murdered last night. Knife in his back? You know he was murdered right? anyway, I wanted to say that I feel your pain, like everybody else that was close to him." Great Frank! now I feel like a complete fuck.

"Actually dude, I knew Ronnie only because he used to chase me down hallways with milk in his hand trying to dump it on me. Thanks for being nice but honestly, i'm happy he's out of my way." Those words fell out of my mouth like daggers, and I regret saying what I did.He lets his jaw drop in what I believe is shock. "Well okay then. Sorry to burst your bubble for the day." Then he just left without another word. And he was actually kind of cute. Damn Gerard! why do I have to fuck things up all the time? All the sudden anger boiled up in me like a pot left alone on the stove, with the knob turned up to high, and I marched my way out of the classroom and into the cafeteria, gripping the sling on my backpack so hard my hands started to throb.

I didn't even take a homework packet...

The smells of fake chicken and moldy chilly filled my nostrils. I gagged in the back of my mouth and sat at a lonely table in a corner of the large room. I feel so guilty and angry. Almost as if Ronnie's death was my fault. Should I have just let him beat me up and not run home to Mikey? Because now everyone who was close to him is crushed. Waves of guilt hit me over and over not killing me, but torturing me. I put my face in my hands and cried, making sure to not be too loud.

But after a few minutes of feeling sorry for myself, I heard a loud "smack!" of a lunch tray on my table. I look up with tears still streaming down my face and see Frank smiling that stupid smile in front of me again. But as soon as he saw the tears, the smile dissapeared off his face. "Why are you crying?" god Frank, you're acting like my mother. "My brother killed Ronnie!" I blurted out really loudly. Frank dropped his open milk carton and it hit his lap with a splat. Little white milk droplets stuck to his face and neck, a few actually hit me too.

"What?" He yelled back. I put my face back into my hands feeling shame come over me like a shadow. "Come with me Gerard...now!" Iooked up again but this time he was standing up and he had his hand stratched out for me to take. What the heck, i'm going to hell anyway. I shrugged and grabbed my backpack, then took his hand his gently touch sent shivers up my spine. We weaved in and out of the large crowds of students for a while, nice and slow, but when we made it outside, his grib tightened into a painful squeeze and I was practiclly dragged past the cherry trees on the sidewalk and thrown onto a bench. "Ouch!" I yelled.

He sat down really close to me and looked around for a second. "Frank we sh-" But before I could finish my sentence, he had his lips on mine. In complete shock of what was going on, I pulled away. "What are you doing dude?" A tear rolled down his cheek, and before I could say anything else, he ran away. Just like that. "Well okat then." I said out loud to myself. That kiss did feel kind of amazing though, I actually kind of want to do that again...

Notes

You guys deserve another chapter.