10:40am Frank's POV

"Hey, woah are you okay?" I ask Gerard who is sprawled across the floor with bits of paper flying all around him.
"Yeh, I'm fine!!!" He says sternly, picking up his pieces of scrap paper and quickly shoving them into his plain black bag pack.
"Need any help with those?" I say already managing to pick a few up.
"NO! GET OFF THEM!!" Gerard practically screams at me.
"Oh, um okay sorry, I was just trying to help." I say ashamed looking down at my converse.
Gerard opens his mouth to speak and hesitates a second before walking off with great speed down the halls to his next lesson.
I gulp back the tears, why did he have to be so mean, and to think for a second I liked him.
"Hey what's this?" I say out loud, picking up one of Gerard's pieces of paper. Oh he must've left this behind, I better go and give it back to him- wait. Why should I? He was so rude to me anyway, I might as well keep it and read it- No no I can't he is so defensive over these pieces of paper, I, I.. Oh well, I'll keep it, he wouldn't know. Infact I would love to read what he writes on these, maybe it's his poems which are apparently so good.
Oh damn now I'm late for the next lesson,

*Period 2- Maths- F11*
I run quickly to find F11, when I find it, I'm greeted by a tall grey man, in a brown blazer.
"Oh, you must be Frank Iero" He says in a posh London accent. "Take your seat sir."
Finally someone who says my name right! Butt sir? reeeaally?! I laugh to myself as I take a seat at the back of the classroom and put my bag on the empty place next to me.

The whole day goes by so fast, and before I know it's 4:00pm and time to go home!
I run excitedly outside to find my Mum's parked mini waiting for me, I leap to the door with Gerard's piece of paper in my pocket, I've been saving it there all day to read tonight, when it's private.
"Frankie, you seem happy" My Mum smiles at me, "Nice day?"
"Uh, yeh I guess so" I reply, Mum sets off the car engine and we are now driving.
"Did you make any new friends yet?"
"Um, no not yet." I spent all of lunch and break alone perched against a tree in the school play ground, eating snacks I packed and listening to music, and not bothering going to the school cafeteria, honestly I was kind of scared of meeting new people, I have bad social anxiety and I'm pretty sure my old school bullies caused it, oh well I'll have to force myself to go there tomorrow, but I don't want to make any friends, I never really liked having friends, I am more of the loner type, but I want to keep it that way.
I had all the time in the world to read Gerard's piece of paper, but I want to read it in my room completely alone, so I won't get distracted by football's flying past me and people walking near me, after all it's Gerard's and if anyone else sees it along with myself then trouble could be caused, but I won't say anything about it to ANYONE and I'll keep Gerard's secrets without him even knowing, but other people might not, so it's safe to read it in complete privacy.
Mum parks the car and opens her car door.
I open the car door next to me and before I know it I'm sat on my power ranger bed (I should really get some new bed sheets) in my poster filled room, with Gerard's piece of paper on my lap. My hand begin to shake as I place my vision to the top of the paper. I can't read it, when I can't keep still. Come on Frank you're just reading something here, someone's private thoughts, someone deepest darkest secrets. What harm could it do? Gerard won't know..
My hands slows down a bit and rest until the paper is still, I begin to read...

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