Art is the Weapon Against Highschool as a Symptom

~*Narrator*~
It all started when Frank saw Gerard drawing comics in class. The guy had a sketchbook tucked under his textbook, an ink drawing of Wolverine spreading from the center of the page. Gerard bit his lip slightly as he drew, ignoring the teacher completely. Frank watched him draw, twirling his lip ring, until Ray poked him and winked. "Checking out the new guy, huh Frankie?" The mohawked boy turned bright red, whipping his head around in protest. "No way, man! Cut it out!" Frank hissed under his breath, glancing over to see if Gerard had noticed. Before he could see anything, though, the bell rang and the class was dismissed.
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Frank stood by Gerard's locker, books in arm. "That was a cool drawing you did earlier- i mean, i just kinda saw it-" Gerard smiled cautiously, tucking his hair behind his ear. "Thanks... I guess I draw a lot." There was an awkward silence before Pete ran up, Patrick arriving a few minutes later with inhaler in hand, wheezing like all hell. "Who's your friend, Frank?" Gerard stared at his feet awkwardly, shifting side to side. "This is Gerard, it's his first day." Pete looked Gerard up and down. "Green Day, huh? Sweet." Gerard looked up from his feet just as a younger boy, probably the year under them, walked up. "Oh, hey Mikey!" Gerard immediately stood up a bit more, smiling at the younger guy. "This is my little brother, Mikey." Pete practically jumped forwards. "Hi, i'm Pete!" Patrick rolled his eyes as Pete immediately started a conversation with the kid, Gerard and Frank exchanging amused glances before Gerard looked away, the hint of a blush creeping over his face.
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Gerard and Mikey sat with Frank's friends at lunch, the group sprawling out across a patch of lawn behind the school. Andy and Bob had pulled Joe over to talk about some new video game, and Pete was already fangirling over bands with Mikey. Frank was sitting by Gerard, maybe just a little closer than he necessarily needed to be, and Patrick and Ray lay back on the ground near them. "You know, Patrick, I was wondering if Frankie here needed a date to the upcoming *eyebrow wiggle* dance. I don't really think any of the guys in school would-" Gerard turned to look at Frank. "Wait, you're gay?" Frank could feel his face heating up. Of course Gerard would be freaked out, not everyone was like his friends. "Yeah, I am. Straight as Ray's hair." Gerard snorted and said," Dude, it's fine, i'm in no place to judge." Now it was Frank's turn to look at his friend questioningly, and he could have sworn he saw Gerard smiling as the new boy turned to talk to Patrick.

Notes

Is this good so far? IDK anything about nice fanfiction writing, so give me comments?