"No Mikey. Go away!" I grumbled into my pillow once Mikey pulled off the blankets.
"Gerard come on. Do you really wanna be late to school?" I peaked at him from my pillow, he had his slim arms crossed over his chest and his eyebrows raised in question.
With an annoyed groan I pushed myself up from the bed. My Misfits T-shirt gave me chills as it hung loosely from my body, and sleeping with just my boxers on didn't help me from being cold.

"I'm up now Mikes you can go."
I smiled up at him for a second before standing and stretching. Once he was convinced I wouldn't go back to sleep he walked over to the door.
"Okay...Mom's making breakfast, so come eat when you're ready." A smirked tugged at Mikey's lips. I raised a questioning eyebrow at him. He just shook his head and walked out of my room.

"What was that for?" I mumbled while making my way towards the bathroom for a quick shower. I closed and locked the door behind me before stripping out of my clothes and starting the water. I was about to hop in the shower when I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror.
"Oh... Wow."
No wonder Mikey was looking at me weird. My hair was all over the place. I rolled my eyes and jumped in the shower, the hot water instantly woke my tired limbs.

I quickly washed my greasy hair and scrubbed under my arms, once that was done I shut off the water and climbed out. The mirror had fogged up slightly so I quickly wiped it clear and examined my jaw. I'm sure I had time to shave what little hair was there before school.
I gently slid the razor across my jaw trying not to cut into the flesh.
With a flick of my wrist I cleaned off the razor and wiped my face clean. A small smile formed on my lips for a second before falling and being replaced with an annoyed frown.

I really didn't feel like going to school, not at all. Someone was bound to shove me into the wall, or call me some stupid name. It's not like I can't handle it, but it get's aggravating after almost four years in high school.
I do snap sometimes and punch one of those pretentious jerks right in the face which puts me right in detention, but it would always be worth it.
My frown turned into a smirk at the thought of the kid I punched last week. God did he deserve it! He wasn't even picking on me that time, he had cornered Mikey and stole his glasses, he held them over his head while calling Mikey a bunch of vulgar words.
No one should ever touch my brother, or I will claw their fucking eyes out!

I sighed and walked back into my room to get dressed. I pulled on a pair of black skinny jeans and my Misfits shirt. I shoved on my converse before grabbing my grey jacket.
My feet lightly pounded on the stairs as I jogged up them and into the kitchen where I was greeted by my mother who was cooking breakfast, and Mikey who had a huge spoonful of cereal in his mouth.
"Morning sweetie!" I smiled at my mom and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek before plopping down across from Mikey at dinning table.

"You gonna chew your cereal or just wait till it turns to mush?"
I smirked at him at Mikey as he violently chewed, then stuck his tongue out at me.
Mom placed a cup of coffee in front of me and took away Mikey's empty bowl. I smiled at her and took a small sip from the mug, hissing in pain when the hot liquid hit my tongue.
"Sorry Hun should've warned you!" I shook my head, "Nah Ma, I should know better."
She chuckled and wen't back to washing Mikey's bowl.

"So Gee, did you hear the news?"
I looked at Mikey from over the rim of my mug, one eyebrow raised in confusion. He rolled his eyes and pulled out his phone. "The school sent out a text saying we were getting a new student."

That was probably why I didn't know, I gave the school a fake number...

"Oh, why would they do that? I doubt the kid want's everyone knowing about him already."
Mikey shrugged before standing up, I stood to and set my mug down.
"Time to go?" I asked. He nodded and slung his bag over his shoulder before tossing me mine.
"Wait! I forgot something!"
I quickly ran down the basement stairs. I looked around my messy room for any signs of my sketchbook. I fumbled around tossing dirty clothes around.

"Nope." I picked up an old shirt and tossed it behind me.

"Nope," and another.

"Nope! God dammit!"

I groaned and shoved my hand under my bed and felt around for the booklet.
"YES!" My fingers gripped the edge of the sketchbook and yanked it out from under the bed, I shoved it into my bag and ran back up the stairs.

"Took ya long enough." Mikey mumbled and pulled open the front door.
"Bye Mom!" We both called out simultaneously, getting a muffled "bye," and "love you!" In return.

I closed the door behind us and slowly made our way to the hell they call school.

Notes

Kay! Here's the first chapter. I've been dying to write a high school frerard and this idea has been in my head for a while now, so until i get more inspiration for "Some other way to continue to hide my face." I'll be working on this if you guys like it!! :D

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