I'm so far away from you
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9:40am
My Mum pulled her bright yellow mini outside the blue school doors.
"We're here Frankie!" I heard my Mum say over the sound of the music from my earphones.
"K, thanks Mum." I sigh
"Have a great day sweetie!"
"Doubt it" I mumble quietly so she can't here me, I then put on a fake smile and wave *happily* bye to my Mum.
Walking through the halls everyone is staring at the shy new kid. Just as I expected.
I'm pretty sure a girl with bleach blonde hair, pink lips and a cheerleader uniform was just checking me out... I hope this doesn't go any further, I'm gay.
9:50am
*Period 1- English- F32*
I read off my crumpled time table, okay so F30,31, "AHA" I shout a little too loudly and blush a bit, here it is.
I open the heavy blue door and see a bunch of meatheads sat on brown wooden tables, flexing their muscles and surrounded by giggling girls, with orange faces and hideously short skirts. Then in the middle corner some bookworms, reading and next to them are some boys wearing super Mario T-shirts talking about video games. Then at the very front is the girly girls exchanging lip-glosses, at the back there's a few kids just talking,
And then next to them, moved as far away from everyone as his desk will allow, there's just one boy. A beautiful boy, sat on his own in the left, back corner, slightly smiling to himself and blushing as he fiddles with his fingers. He has pale skin, black hair (the same colour as mine) and a cute pixie nose.
I am captivated by his unearthly beauty, he looks like he belongs in a woodland forest or something, he is far superior than everyone else in the room, he is angelic, magical-
"ALRIGHT CLASS!" a clumsy looking teacher says, with brown hair, glasses and a fluffy brown sweater, "Take your seats class!"
I quickly move to the right back corner, the opposite side the boy.
"Okay so first of all today class we are going to- OH YES, FRANKIE!!" She looks at me smiling with yellow grungy teeth. "Class, I'd like you to meet the new student joining us today, Frank Iero!"
It's actually pronounced Eye-ear-oh but I daren't correct her.
"Come on Frank stand up, show yourself to the class!"
I stand up blushing, and do a little twirl, the class laughs.
"Awesome!" The teacher says trying to be cool, "Frankie you are awesome now sit down!"
I sit down kind of confused.
"Okay I am Mrs Bamington, and I am your teacher. Anyway now class today we are going to be looking at the poems we wrote in the last lesson. Gerard I must say yours was magnificent, have you ever considered writing for competitions? Or the newspaper it was brilliant!"
I look around to see who Gerard is, and hear a voice coming from the left, back corner.
"Um, no they are kind of too personal for that. I could- Er nevermind, no" The boys says.
Oh so that's his name; Gerard.
It's nice.
I smile at him, and he looks at me then away quickly.
9:50am Gerard's POV
Who is that. Woah. He is.. Really cute!
Is he the new kid? Oh well obviously, I've never seen him before.
Argh he is looking at me, I look down feeling my cheeks get hot, and fiddle with my fingers."ALRIGHT CLASS!" Mrs Bamington says, "Take your seats class!"
The new kid quickly moves to the right back corner, the opposite side to me.
"Okay so first of all today class we are going to- OH YES, FRANKIE!!" She looks at the new kid smiling with yellow grungy teeth. "Class, I'd like you to meet the new student joining us today, Frank Iero!"
"Come on Frank stand up, show yourself to the class!"
He stands up blushing, and does a little twirl, I giggle a bit.
"Awesome!" Mrs Bamington says trying to be cool, "Frankie you are awesome now sit down!"
He sits down.
"Okay I am Mrs Bamington, and I am your teacher. Anyway now class today we are going to be looking at the poems we wrote in the last lesson. Gerard I must say yours was magnificent, have you ever considered writing for competitions? Or the newspaper it was brilliant!"
I look at Mrs Bamington frowning and say, "Um, no they are kind of too personal for that. I could- Er nevermind, no"
I am not showing the world my poems they are far too personal!
"Okay." She says nodding, I understand."
No she doesn't.
Noone does.
Oh well.
Noone will.
That Frank kid is staring at me it is making me feel uncomfortable, I'd shoot him an evil glance if he wasn't so cute.
10:40am
*BELLS RINGS*
Okay time for Maths, I run out the classroom and suddenly trip over, all the bits of scrap paper falling out of my bag..
My Mum pulled her bright yellow mini outside the blue school doors.
"We're here Frankie!" I heard my Mum say over the sound of the music from my earphones.
"K, thanks Mum." I sigh
"Have a great day sweetie!"
"Doubt it" I mumble quietly so she can't here me, I then put on a fake smile and wave *happily* bye to my Mum.
Walking through the halls everyone is staring at the shy new kid. Just as I expected.
I'm pretty sure a girl with bleach blonde hair, pink lips and a cheerleader uniform was just checking me out... I hope this doesn't go any further, I'm gay.
9:50am
*Period 1- English- F32*
I read off my crumpled time table, okay so F30,31, "AHA" I shout a little too loudly and blush a bit, here it is.
I open the heavy blue door and see a bunch of meatheads sat on brown wooden tables, flexing their muscles and surrounded by giggling girls, with orange faces and hideously short skirts. Then in the middle corner some bookworms, reading and next to them are some boys wearing super Mario T-shirts talking about video games. Then at the very front is the girly girls exchanging lip-glosses, at the back there's a few kids just talking,
And then next to them, moved as far away from everyone as his desk will allow, there's just one boy. A beautiful boy, sat on his own in the left, back corner, slightly smiling to himself and blushing as he fiddles with his fingers. He has pale skin, black hair (the same colour as mine) and a cute pixie nose.
I am captivated by his unearthly beauty, he looks like he belongs in a woodland forest or something, he is far superior than everyone else in the room, he is angelic, magical-
"ALRIGHT CLASS!" a clumsy looking teacher says, with brown hair, glasses and a fluffy brown sweater, "Take your seats class!"
I quickly move to the right back corner, the opposite side the boy.
"Okay so first of all today class we are going to- OH YES, FRANKIE!!" She looks at me smiling with yellow grungy teeth. "Class, I'd like you to meet the new student joining us today, Frank Iero!"
It's actually pronounced Eye-ear-oh but I daren't correct her.
"Come on Frank stand up, show yourself to the class!"
I stand up blushing, and do a little twirl, the class laughs.
"Awesome!" The teacher says trying to be cool, "Frankie you are awesome now sit down!"
I sit down kind of confused.
"Okay I am Mrs Bamington, and I am your teacher. Anyway now class today we are going to be looking at the poems we wrote in the last lesson. Gerard I must say yours was magnificent, have you ever considered writing for competitions? Or the newspaper it was brilliant!"
I look around to see who Gerard is, and hear a voice coming from the left, back corner.
"Um, no they are kind of too personal for that. I could- Er nevermind, no" The boys says.
Oh so that's his name; Gerard.
It's nice.
I smile at him, and he looks at me then away quickly.
9:50am Gerard's POV
Who is that. Woah. He is.. Really cute!
Is he the new kid? Oh well obviously, I've never seen him before.
Argh he is looking at me, I look down feeling my cheeks get hot, and fiddle with my fingers."ALRIGHT CLASS!" Mrs Bamington says, "Take your seats class!"
The new kid quickly moves to the right back corner, the opposite side to me.
"Okay so first of all today class we are going to- OH YES, FRANKIE!!" She looks at the new kid smiling with yellow grungy teeth. "Class, I'd like you to meet the new student joining us today, Frank Iero!"
"Come on Frank stand up, show yourself to the class!"
He stands up blushing, and does a little twirl, I giggle a bit.
"Awesome!" Mrs Bamington says trying to be cool, "Frankie you are awesome now sit down!"
He sits down.
"Okay I am Mrs Bamington, and I am your teacher. Anyway now class today we are going to be looking at the poems we wrote in the last lesson. Gerard I must say yours was magnificent, have you ever considered writing for competitions? Or the newspaper it was brilliant!"
I look at Mrs Bamington frowning and say, "Um, no they are kind of too personal for that. I could- Er nevermind, no"
I am not showing the world my poems they are far too personal!
"Okay." She says nodding, I understand."
No she doesn't.
Noone does.
Oh well.
Noone will.
That Frank kid is staring at me it is making me feel uncomfortable, I'd shoot him an evil glance if he wasn't so cute.
10:40am
*BELLS RINGS*
Okay time for Maths, I run out the classroom and suddenly trip over, all the bits of scrap paper falling out of my bag..
Notes
Sorry I couldn't write more yesterday, my computer ran out of charge! :o
I edited it a tad, no need to read it again though, I just added a few titles so the scene was more clear :)
Chapter 3 coming soon :D
@Give 'em hell kid
HAHAHA oh yehh!! xD #famous
2/25/15