What doesn't destroy you, leaves you broken instead.

"Well! Nice of you to join us today! And what is your name, sir?" The teacher has a loud deep voice. At least i wont fall asleep as much.
"Frank. I woke up late, sorry. I have a pass from attendance."
"Alright, Frank. Have a seat. Anywhere you please. Now where were we... oh! You in the back." I sunk in my seat a bit as everyone turned and glanced at me.
"Um well, Im Gerard. I like to draw, I play piano, and i love to swim."
"Okay guys, what do you think the lie is? Im gonna go with piano. You guys?"
Mumbles of piano and 'hes not a swimmer' went around. the teacher looked at me.
"So?"
"Uh i dont swim."
"Dang i was wrong! Well, Frank its your turn."
I saw the boy smile and the sit up straighter.
"Im Frank, as most of you know. Hm lets see... I play football, I want to be in a band one day, and i love poetry." He smirked and looked around. Basically everyone was saying poetry.
"Somethings telling me to say poetry. Do you all agree?" Most people nodded or said yeah.
"Correct."
"Okay! So now that we know a little bit about each other, i hope that you can all get along. At least slightly. You dont have to be best friends, but no bullying alright? okay. so lets get started."

Notes

eh this is short and boring but you know a little but aboutfrank and gerard. comments make me happy :D