I Wanna Be Yours

Frank’s point of view
My encounter with the raven-haired boy has left me star struck. He was beautiful, and was so, nervous, which I found adorable for some reason. After class I couldn’t stop thinking about his precious smile, or his accent. I decided the only thing that could help me take my mind off of him was going to buy a new comic. Boy, I was wrong.
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I walked into the comic book store and eagerly walked to the dark horse section. I looked at the small spines of the books until I found the new Never Boy volume. I grabbed it and looked at it to make sure it was perfect. Once I decided that it was good enough, I brought it up to cash, and just my luck, the beautiful raven-haired was behind the cash. He seemed to be zoned out. Staring at… me? I’m not that interesting… “Uh, hello? Can I buy this? Or do you still have places to be?” I asked, laughing nervously.
“sorry… yeah!” He scans my book “seven dollar is your total.” I give him a questioning look. “Not that it’s a problem, but the book is eleven dollars.” I remark. “That’s strange. It says seven here.” He said, winking.
Once I pay him he asks; “see you around?” I smile and tell him; “you can count on it.” I wonder If he’s interested in the abroad course too… Maybe, just maybe I have a chance with him. I don’t even know if he’s gay, I tell myself. Well, I’m keeping my fingers crossed.
I beam at him and turn away, hopping off into the city.
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Once I get home, I decide to call my best friend, Ray, to talk about my raven-haired boy. I dial his number and press the phone to my ear. After three rings he picks up. “hey there, Frankie boy!”
“hey, princess fro!”
“what’s up?” he questions
“well, uh… you see, today I ran into this guy-“
“OOHHHH!” Ray interrupts me
“ANYWAYS, he was really beautiful, and I felt all nervous, and I couldn’t get him off my mind, so I went to the comic book store, and of course he just happens to work there…” I continue to blab about the raven-haired boy, asking Ray what he thinks, and other fun things like that. Ray says that I should try to get his name first so I can stop calling him ‘ the-hot-teacher-looking-guy’ , then maybe get his age, and number. Well, calling Ray was no help at all, like usual. I laughed and told him that I had to go.
I ended up watching old horror movies, and listening to Misfits, Smashing Pumpkins, and The Smiths on shuffle, with my dog, Sweet Pea.
Finally, I decided it was time to wind down, so I grabbed my new Never Boy issue, lay down on my bed, and read until I fell asleep, feeling warm and fuzzy inside.
*TIME LAPSE* (GERARD, MIKEY, AND FRANK HAVE ALL SIGNED UP FOR THE ABROAD COURSE, AND ARE NOW IN THE CLASSES PREPARING THEM FOR PAROS)
Ever since our meeting in the comic book store, the raven haired boy and I haven’t really had a chance to talk properly. I would exchange small chat with him during, or after class, or at the comic shop. I did manage to find out that his name is Gerard, he is twenty-one (only one year older than me), and has a brother, Mikey, who will be joining him in the abroad course. Today, my goal was to get his number, and possibly arrange a date. Okay, maybe not a date, since I still don’t know his sexuality. I’ll add that to my goals today, ‘Ask Gerard his sexuality.’ I mean, I’ve known him what? Two months now? Hopefully it’s not too personal for him.
Once class is over I walk up to him. “uh- h-hey, Gerard!” I say, feeling my cheeks heat up. He looks up to me. “Frankie! I’m so so very sorry that we haven’t really talked for a while. I’ve been real busy. Actually tonight, Mikey and I were going to watch Tim Burton movies. Care to join?” I smile, “Sure!” I say, trying not to sound too excited. “Is Mikey cool with that though? I mean, I don’t want to ruin your fun brother night, or whatever you call it.” He laughs, “yeah, Frankie. You’re really cool. He won’t mind, Trust me.” I look down at my feet, trying to hide my extremely red cheeks. “I dunno ‘bout really cool…” I mumble. “Oh! Frankie, I just realized you don’t have my number. Here-“ he holds up a sheet of paper, and I grin like a mad-man. “t-thanks. So I’ll see you tonight?” I ask, stupidly. “of course. It’s a date.” A date? Gerard notices my shocked look. “unless you’re uncomfortable with calling it that?” I quickly shake my head. “no, I like the way it sounds."

Notes

Is this still short? yeah? its 828 words, I tried. i'm vvv busy sorry :(