GERARD


Fan-freaking-tastic. Not only was he the biggest dick on the planet, but he was also late. When Frank finally arrived, he headed straight for his old seat. I chuckled under my breath a bit, as I heard his embarrassed stuttering before one of the more popular kids redirected him to his new seat right beside me.

When he sat down, he practically had smoke coming out of his ears he was so mad. I couldn’t blame him, of course. I wasn’t exactly ecstatic myself about our predicament.

After a brief lecture about the importance of coming to class on time, (purely directed at Frank, might I add) Mr. Hatcher launched back into his previous lecture on behavior and the changes he was making in this class to “keep us on the right track.” I did my best to ignore Frank and tried to pay attention to Mr. Hatcher, but my mind started to wander as it so often does. That’s when I realized that Frank was my lab partner now. Isn’t that just great?

I looked over to him. He had his earbuds in. I don’t know why, but that really pissed me off. If he was going to be my lab partner from now on, he was going to have to pay attention in class. I pulled one of his earbuds out of his ear.

“Pay attention, asshat.” I whispered violently into his ear. He gave me his best death glare and if looks could kill, I’m pretty sure I would be lying on the floor in a pool of my own blood right now. It was honestly one of the best ones I’ve seen him give. Nevertheless, he kept his ears open and his eyes trained on the teacher.

The rest of the period went well, considering who was beside me and that he was so pissed, I was practically choking on the anger radiating from him.

The bell rang, signifying that it was time to move on to the next boring class and I cried out with joy. The torture was finally over!

By the time I gathered up all my stuff, the class was half empty already and Frank was nowhere to be seen. Funny, I hadn’t noticed him leave.

I met up with Hayley at our math class before the bell to begin class rang. We made our way to the seats in the very back, as our teacher had enough common sense to arrange this class alphabetically by last name and our surnames both began with “W.”

“Guess who’s got a stick up their ass now?” I asked her, trying not to let my voice betray the horrible news I was about to tell her.

“Not Mr. Hatcher! I actually kind of liked his class!” The fiery-haired girl exclaimed.

“But wait! There’s more!” I said mockingly.

“Oh yeah? And what might that be?”

“He’s got a new seating chart. Guess who I have the pleasure of sitting next to now!”

She groaned. “Who?”

I leaned forward, putting my face close to her ear. “Iero.” I said softly.

The pure horror plastered across her face almost made the last period seem tolerable. Almost.

“Frank Iero?”

“The one and only.” I replied bitterly.

“You poor thing!” She cooed before the bell to start class rung.

*****

Hayley and I walked to our usual lunch table to find Andy and Ryan already there.

“Gerard! Settle something for us!” Ryan demanded. “Which was better, Ten’s TARDIS or Eleven’s?” And of course we started out the conversation talking about Doctor Who. We wouldn’t be geeks otherwise.

“I think Twelve has the best TARDIS.”

“Ha! I told you- wait, what?” Ryan began to gloat, thinking I had agreed with him, before realizing what I said.

“See, I knew he would say that.” Andy said. “What about you, Hayley? Which TARDIS do you like the best?”

“Ten’s. Definitely.” She replied before taking a bite out of the sandwich she brought for lunch today.

“You heard her. Pay up, Ryan!”

“But that wasn’t the bet! We said whichever one Gerard chooses, remember?” Andy and Ryan continued to bicker about the bet they had made while Hayley and I discussed my predicament in science.

“What am I gonna do? I can’t have him as a lab partner! He never gets better than a C on anything!”

“I dunno, but you’re gonna have to make it work. It’s no use trying to bargain with a teacher once they’ve gone dark side.”

“I know, but honestly, Hayley, it’s Iero! I swear I’d rather die than sit with him! That is, if he doesn’t kill me first!”

“Who’s killing who now?” Andy asked as Ryan got out his wallet, giving Andy five bucks.

“Gee’s being forced to sit with Iero in Hatcher’s” There was a gasp from the other two table mates as Hayley explained what was going on.

“Aw, man, that sucks!” Ryan said sympathetically.

“I know.” I groaned and put my head in my hands.

“If it makes you feel any better, I’m sure no one would blame you if one of his eyebrows ‘accidently’ caught on fire during one of your experiments.” Andy said which made me laugh. Just the thought of Frank with only one eyebrow lightened my mood by quite a bit.

We continued talking and laughing until lunch was over. I may not have had much hope for my new lab partner, but hanging out with my friends for a while made me feel like everything was going to be alright. And maybe, just maybe, sitting next to the guy I hated the most in the world wouldn’t be so bad.

Notes

I'm sorry to say that it might be a while before the next chapter is up because:
A) I'm having some technical difficulties (I had to upload this on moble because my laptop's being stupid)
and B) I'm going out of town for a few weeks.
I also forgot to mention that Gerard's pov is written by my fabulous friend, Bluebell.
Thank you guys for reading and sorry for any editing mistakes because, like I said, I'm uploading this on moble.
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