My Hell is Your Heaven

"See ya later, Frankie" I said as I walked away. I made sure he could see my smirk on my face. When i got to first hour i just decided to sit down and just doodle, and not just any doodle a doodle of Frank, not a very interesting name but seems like a interesting person. Seems being the key word, but something about him, the way he blushed made him somewhat cute. I wanted him to keep blushing and to keep being embarrassed. What is this boy doing to me? I'm just curious, that's all. I just wonder what about would happen if I made him pissed off, if I made him cry, made him smile, made him frown and pout, hell even moan. Wait. Moan? Did that just come out of my thoughts? I never wanted someone to moan, I only had sex because it was something different and it made my life somewhat interesting. Why is he putting those thoughts in my head? What if his life is boring? What will I do then? I'll find something else to find interesting I guess but no need to throw the idea of Frank away yet. Yet. I'll talk to him during art. See if his walls are up or down, it'll be fun if they're up. I would even find more and more about him. I can't wait to see how he reacts to certain things. Yes I sing for fun, that's kinda interesting, I draw I'm a artist i need just the inspiration. That's why I need to find stuff that's interesting. To spark my inspiration. Will Frank be that? Doubt it. Ah, finally the bell rang. I hope you're ready for me Frank. I go to my seat to see Frank already in his seat. Definitely checking out my ass. Oh, Frank. You'll never know how much I wish you were a book. You should have seen the look on his face when I turned sideways to face him. He was so shocked.
"hey Frankie" I smirked at him
"h-hi Gerard, right?" he asked, I nodded.
"I told you I would see you later"
"we're in the same class" did he just sass me? HE JUST SASSED ME! I could get used to this. He definitely has a wall up, he'll break it for me one day.
"so Frankie, why are you even in this class if you suck ass at art?" I smirked as I saw his sketch book, he cant even doodle for shit.
"fuckin' school told me I need to take another elective besides guitar, this seem like it would be easier."
"really, does that mean your better at guitar then drawing?" If you sass me I'll sass back, bitch.
"yeah, actually. I suck at this because i'm not passionate about it. Never was. Music is my life and it has saved my life and it helped me find myself" fuck, that made him so hot.
"actually, same here." he still has a wall but I can't wait to hear how it saved him and what did he 'find' in himself.
"cool, what kind of music" oh, bitch, don't get me started.
"Misfits, Black Flag, Iron Maiden, Queen, The Smiths, other stuff like that"
"seriously? Same." Wow, why am I suddenly very attracted to him? No brain. Stop.
"Gerard, Frank, Stop talking or you both have detention." the teacher finally said, Fuck you teacher.
I turned back. I can't wait to see him on the last period. this will be fun.

Notes

ANOTHER CHAPTER! How are you guys liking this? Comment please. Also, let me know what you want to happen or whats going to happen. I would gladly appricate that.