I've Gotten Better, Have You?

Gerard woke up with a shoe to the face and his mothers giggles in the background. The smell of food that Gerard wasn't going to eat wafted into his nose and made him gag..... At least his mother was trying right? Gerard made his way to the bathroom to wash yesterday's filth from his body, silently praising god the girl that was here the night before had enough brains to leave before Gerard's mother got home from her night shift.
Gerard didn't even know the girls name, he just needed someone to distract him before he was left alone with all of his thoughts for too long. Its been four years since Frank had left Gerard in the dust and it still hurt to think about. Gerard loved Frank, but Frank was an asshole that deserved whatever hell had in store for him.... Gerard made voodoo dolls in his spare time...... Mostly of Frank and some of his worst teachers, but he knew that stuff never worked, Gerard could only dream.
By the time Gerard was ready for his first day back at school, his mom was pushing him out the door, nagging about how he'd miss the bus. Gerard just casually walked the short distance towards the bus stop, know that the bus driver, Lindsay, had a thing for him and would wait a whole hour if it meant Gerard would smile at her.
The bus ride was long and agonizing. Gerard put his book bag on his seat and his earphones in and ignored the pleading looks the plastic girls in front of him were making. When they finally got to the school Gerard rushed in front of everybody to get to his loser on the far end of the school.
Gerard's first class was chemistry, but not just chemistry, AP12 Chemistry. It was Gerard's favourite class and he was so good at it that they moved him to the Grade above just for that class. He was pretty shit at everything else though.
By the time Gerard made it to his locker, the first bell had rung, signaling all the students to their classes. Gerard knew he'd be late but again, he didn't care because his teacher Mr. Lambert was an understanding guy. He made it to class just 5 minutes after class has started.
Gerard tried the door, only to find it was locked which was weird because Mr. l never locks it. so Gerard knocked three times before a girl named Ella who sat the closest to the door, tried to open it with her foot which was successful up until she saw who it was and realized Gerard could see up her skirt. Gerard quirked an eyebrow and smirked down at her as he went to find a seat, that just so happened to be t the front of the room.
There was a dark haired man at the front of the room with his back toward the class, 'wheres Mr. Lambert?' Gerard thought. The room buzzed with light conversation as Frank took his time organizing the papers he would need for today. He turned around and faced the class.
Gerard felt his stomach drop. There, standing in front of him, was Frank Anthony Iero, his new chemistry teacher. Gerard instantly slammed his head against his desk in efforts to hide himself from being recognized. Frank couldn't help but stare at his class for a couple seconds, there were goths, geeks, and even cheerleaders in this advanced class. That made Frank smile. Franks eyes searched the room for any potential trouble makers until he spotted a pile of black hair in the desk in front of his.
'Hopefully this kid isnt a asshole' Frank internally pleaded to the gods that his class would have no complications. Frank cleared his throat to get the classes attention, "hello grade twelves, My name is Mr. Iero, and i am your new AP chemistry teacher because Mr. Lambert has retired. Now before we begin i would like to do attendance, so if you would kindly raise your hand when i call your name? thanks".
"Jenna?, Austin?, Meg?, Jeremy?, Ella? Okay that seems to be everyone, now we can start of the new school year right! With-" frank was cut off by a girl sitting by the door. She raised her hand, "yes?' Frank urges. "you..... Forgot some one on the attendance sheet", the girl... Ella he thinks it was, mumbled out.
Frank raises an eyebrow, but goes to check again anyway. Sure enough, there as a sticky note attached to it with only one name on it.......... Gerard Way, Excel Program......... Frank could feel hell freezing over when he read tht name out loud, almost choking on it because of how fat i made his tongue.
"Gerard Way?" Frank whispers, scared to wake the dragon. Suddenly, the pile of black hair moves, and a tiny feminine hand pokes out from it with a whimpered "here". Frank was so in shock. Gerard could feel anything other than embarrassment, The class had gone back to talking about there summers, and with Frank sitting there, Gerard couldn't take it.
So without another word, Gerard got up, and left the class.

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