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You can say I Love You, But I won't hear it

Meeting The New Boy

Gerard’s P.O.V
I wake up to the annoying alarm buzzing through the room; I sigh and turn it off. Even through my eyelids I can see the brightness in my room; I lightly groan and will myself to open my eyes. Basically crawling out of the bed I head out the door into the hallway; I can hear pans clattering from the kitchen telling me that someone is making breakfast. Walking into the restroom I mess with my frazzled red hair and wipe my crust covered eyes before turning on the shower letting the water warm up before stepping under the relaxing warm spray.

Why does everyone hate Monday’s; is it because it’s the first day after the weekend. Is it just because Monday’s suck in general...Do bad things happen to most people on Mondays; is that it? For whatever reason I won’t know but we can try to make it as lovely as we set our minds to do so.

“Hurry up Gerard I need to take a shower too!” My little brother Mikey calls banging on the door

“Sorry be right out!” I call back; I quickly wash my hair and body and shut the water off wrapping a towel around my waist and walking out the door?

“Damn it Gee how come you never bring clothes in with you?” Mikey groans covering his eyes

“Hey don’t make me take the towel off” I joke and he shakes his head annoyed walking into the restroom behind me; while in my room I drag on some clothes and slip my converse on. I get my bag and stuff my colored pencils and notebook in case I feel like drawing some more and head towards the kitchen

“Hey sweetie” my mother greets like every other morning; I smile and greet back as I grab some toast from a plate and put a corner in my mouth while I pour myself a coffee.

“Don’t forget to wear a jacket it’s getting colder outside” She said, it was early November but I don’t need a jacket

“Mom I don’t get cold” I reminded her but she gave me ‘the look’ that means she will do something about it if I don’t wear a sweater; i just nodded and chewed on my toast. Mikey soon came out and joined us so she told him the same thing. Not to long later it was time to go to school; I don’t have a car...yet but it was only a fifteen minute walk from here to the school so it was nothing. Me and Mikey went into the school and of course our separate ways...ha, no pun intended...he hung out with a nice group of kids; I knew that one of them is gay like me, he actually tried to hit on me once. I think his name was Ryan Ross but he wasn’t my type; i’m gay and proud and my family supports it. Yes some of the stupid jocks look at me funny in the halls but at least they don’t beat me up...See my life could go worse. As I was walking down the hall after grabbing my stuff from my locker I hear the crackling noise of the intercom come on

“Gerard Way to the principles office please, Gerard way to the principles office” The female voice said; I stopped in my tracks for a second before turning around towards the office. I wonder what they want; I swear I didn’t do anything.

I walk into the principle's office and see three people standing there; the principle, an older man with short dirty blonde hair, and a kid about my age standing there also

“Ahh yes this is Gerard” he says looking at both the kid and man; as he talks I notice the older guy uses his hands in a series of different gestures. I don’t know much but i’m willing to guess that’s sign language; but that means the only person here who might be deaf is the boy. I take a closer look at him and I have to say that he is pretty handsome; he has black hair and is wearing skinny jeans with black converse.

“Gerard this is Frank; he is new to our school and I have assigned you to show him around school since he is in all of your classes” I nod and look to the man signing for Frank
“Frank is deaf, this is his interpreter Matt who will also be joining in class” I gave a small smile and looked at Frank...What do I say? But he was the one who spoke up

“Hi i’m Frank; nice to meet you” he said, the first thing I noticed is that his voice was different; I mean I could still understand him but..it’s hard to explain, like his voice is lopsided. I also watched his hands as they moved while he spoke, signing to me but I didn’t understand any of it.

“Umm hi” I stuck my hand out and we shook, he gave a small smile and I smiled back...Like I said he was cute and I couldn’t help it; the principle ushered us out of his office and into the hall telling me to start by giving him a tour of the grounds and will alert our first period teacher why we will be late. Most of the kids were either in the cafeteria or somewhere else in the building so not many people were near here.
“Anyway i’m Matt” the interpreter said finally introducing himself; I gave another friendly smile and nodded. I again looked to Frank who looked around the hallway before at me
“I don’t know a lot about deaf people...is there anything I should know to help?” I said looking at Matt so he could sign to Frank.

“Well first you should look at me when you speak to me” he said in a friendly tone “It’s rude to speak of a deaf person in the third person. I can also read lips so all you have to do is face me and speak clearly, not to fast and not to slow” He explained and I grinned

“Of course, anything else?” i questioned this time looking at him

“Nothing for right now but I will tell you if anything comes up”

“First off with the tour, have you found your locker yet?” he nodded...Matt who stood next to me still signed every word, well that was his job, and I saw Frank’s eyes flicker to my lips ans then to Matt then back to me every little bit...it was interesting

“Yes it’s actually right there” He pointed at the locker that was right next to the office door “I already put my stuff inside” I gave a thumbs up and though where to actually start a grounds tour

“Okay, first place we’ll go is the cafateria” Frank smile and nodded as I led the way; so far this was an interesting day to be with an interesting boy