Changes (Gerard Way Fan-Fiction)

I didn't wake up to the disturbing sound of my mobile-alarm, telling me to get up. No, I was shaken awake softly by my Dad. “Wakey wakey, sleepy-head.” he whispered soothingly which made my urge to sleep even stronger. “I'm sick, I can't go.” I mumbled under the covers, doubtful that this weak try would work. “Yes sure.” Dad chuckled. “You're not naked under those covers, are you?” Finally, I opened my eyes: “No wh-?” I was about to ask why but before I could my covers were ripped from my body. “Dad!!!” I yelled, trying to get the covers back but Dad did a good job, keeping them out of my reach. “Get ready for school, I'll dumb you there on my way to work.” he said and left the room, my covers still under his arm, of course.
Reluctantly I did as I was told and got ready. Judging by the time which was 6 am I decided that I had enough time to take a nice shower which I did immediately after I collected some clothes to wear which consisted of a black skinny jeans, a white v-neck shirt and a black blazer. At least I would look a little decent on my first day of school in Jersey.
Even though the shower didn't last long enough for my liking, I finally felt awake enough to get through the day alive. Keeping my make-up simple, only some eye-liner and mascara, I decided to be pretty enough for the day. In the end, I didn't need to impress anybody so... . Letting my still wet hair air dry to make it look more messy I made my way upstairs to have a quick breakfast.
“Bye Mum!” I yelled as Dad and I left the house. “Bye you two, have a nice day!” she yelled back, but not before placing a quick kiss on my Dads and my cheek.
“Nervous?” Dad asked all of a sudden. The ride was silent until then. Maybe that's why he asked. “Slightly.” I answered trying to seem calm. Truth to be told, I was shitting my pans right then. “Don't be afraid, you'll be fine. Did you call Mex and Leila?” he asked as an attempt to change the topic. I gave him a look as if to say “are you kidding me?” “Sure Dad, how could I forget.” he chuckled to that and the car came to a stop. “Here we are.” he said and embraced me in a tight hug. “Have a nice day, darling.” he whispered into my hair and let go of me shortly after. I gave him a weak smile in respond and jumped out of the car. With that he pulled off.
The first this I noticed was how big the school building was. There was no way I was going to find the secretariat in time, not to mention all my class rooms. As I stepped through the giant entry I gained some looks from other students but I guess that's the normal case when you're the new kid.
Without even trying to find the secretariat on my own I asked a random kid for the way: “Excuse me..” I said to get his attention. As he turned around I went on talking: “Can you maybe tell me where the secretariat is? I'm new here.” I asked politely. I couldn't help but notice that he looked quiet old, maybe he was a teacher. “Sure, I actually was on my way there. Wanna join me?” I nodded in respond and really started to wonder whether he was a teacher or not because I thought “Wanna join me?” was a weird thing to say for a teacher.
“So, what's your name?” he asked all of a sudden and cut off my train of thoughts. “Taylor, Ty for short.” I answered hesitant. “Alright Ty, I'm Ray.” he said and held out his hand for me to shake it which I did. So, he's a student. No teacher would introduce himself to a student with his forename. “Hello Ray.” I said overly enthusiastic.
“So, you're a senior?” I started to make conversation. “Yep. You too?” he asked as if it wouldn't be obvious. “Yep.” I answered, coping him. “Maybe we have some classes together. You have you schedule yet?” “No, that's why I need to find the secretariat, silly.” I chuckled which he copied now just like I did earlier. Only then I actively noticed the quiet impressive fro on his head, shaking like mad.
Before I knew it we reached the secretariat where I was greeted by a elder lady with giant glasses, Ray spoke to a teacher in the meantime.
“Hello, I'm Taylor Smiths, the new kid.” I greeted her have an unintended, awkward hand wave. “Oh yes, one second. Just gotta find your schedule...” she answered while searching through a bunch of paper until she pulled out one specific one with a triumphant look on her face: “Here we are! I'm sorry for the mess, it's always like that when the new year begins. I wish you a good time here, darling.” and with that she disappeared behind the PC again.
So, I checked my schedule for today:
8:30 German B107
9:15 German B107
10:05 Biology C009
Break
11:10 Art A204
11:55 Art A204
12:45 Math B103
Well, not the worst of days I guess. I was pretty good at German and Art is my all time favorite subject but Math and Biology kinda sucks, even though Math still sucks the most.
After I was done examining my schedule I turned around to find Ray. He was still talking to the teacher, or at least I thought it was a teacher. Concerning that, I was wrong earlier already. The supposed teacher looked quiet young in his chucks and with his long black hair but the mug in his hand saying “I♥coffee” told me different. He was indeed a teacher.
Before I could do or say anything Ray turned around and waved the unidentified teacher goodbye. “Got everything?”. The teacher left immediately but not before smiling at me friendly. “Ty?” I snapped out of my thoughts: “Yeah, what?” “You zoned out.” Did I? “Did I?” I said what I thought, almost at the same time. “Yeah, like twenty seconds.” “Oooh..” was all I was able to say. Maybe that's why he was smiling, because I was staring...oops. “Sorry, yes I got everything. I have German now.” “Well, I have Math and gotta go. We'll compare schedules while break, okay?” he asked already on his way to his class. I nodded briefly and tried to find my room with the map the lady gave me earlier.
To find the room wasn't as difficult as expected but I was five minutes late nevertheless. It wouldn't be such a big deal since I'm the new kid. As I entered room B107 everybody including the teacher was starring at me which made me blush slightly.
“Hello, you're Taylor, right?” the lady in front of the class, in her mid-fifties, said friendly. “Yep. That's me.” I answered nervously. “How about you come here and introduce yourself?” she asked as if I would have the chance to chose. Knowing that I indeed had no chance to chose whether I wanted to or not, I nodded briefly and made my way over to the front of the class, everybody staring at me: “I hate this so much.” I mumbled which made some students chuckle slightly.
“Well, as you know my name's Taylor, Ty for short. I enjoy drawing and listening to music. I'm kinda awkward and are a native German.” I decided to keep it short this time. “A native German?” the teacher whose name I still didn't know asked. “Ja, hab meine ersten drei Lebensjahre in Deutschland gewohnt und bin dann nach England gezogen. Deutsch sprechen hab ich durch meinen Vater gelernt.” I said while made every bodies eyes grew twice their size, the teacher included. “That was...impressive.” she said and gestured for me to sit down in the back of the class, where the last empty chair was. “Thank you.” I nodded and sat down next to a girl with dark brown locks.
“That was indeed impressive.” she said out of nowhere after some minutes of semi-professional German. “Thank you, and you are...?” I asked and waited for an answer. “Mica.” she answered with a warm smile. I smiled back: “Cute name.” she blushed slightly which made me assume that she's a shy kinda girl. “I really like your hair.” she said, still blushing. I touched it slightly as if to remember what color it was right then. I dyed it black about a week ago but I unintended left some red spots as they were which gave the impression that I did it on purpose but actually I just suck at dying hair.
“Thanks, I'm going to dye it black again soon, so these stupid red spots will go away.” I explained while making weird attempts with my hands to cover the red spots. “No, it's what makes it unique! Leave it like that, it looks awesome.” she almost yelled which made me jump slightly. “Is there a problem, Mica?” the teacher, whose name I STILL didn't know asked concerned. “No Miss Williams.” Ahh, Williams. “Miss?” I whispered towards Mica after Miss Williams' attention wasn't on us any longer. “She's not married, so..” she only said.
The rest of the lesson passed by rather quickly. Every now and then Miss Williams asked me for some words she didn't know which I found kinda weird because she's supposed to teach students not the other way around but I didn't really mind. Throughout the lesson Mica and I found out that we have Art together. She told me that the teacher, and I'm going to quote her here: “sucks dick but it's okay because fuck, he's so fucking handsome.” I felt like this guy had some very weird effects on her because I didn't expect her to be a person that swears a lot.
Whatever, Biology went by like nothing. I introduced myself, sat down next to a guy that refused to talk to me and doodled around a bit until the bell rang, telling me that it was time for break.
As I reached the cantine it was already packed with students and some teachers as well. Some were throwing around something that I found out were chips, or fries, as Americans like to call them. Stupid, I know. I found Ray fro in the far back and was about to make my way over to him as someone approached me from the right. Mica. “Hey, wanna sit with me and my friends?” she asked, her eyes full with hope. I wanted to sit with Ray but I also really liked her. Ray and her didn't seem to be on the same...let's say level. Even though Ray didn't seem “unpopular” or whatever I didn't feel like he would like to hang out with Mica and I'm sure that it's the same the other way around.
I decided to sit with Mica for today, only because she was already right next to me. “Sure.” I said and followed her until we arrived at a table with three other girls.
“Hey.” I said casually and again made this awkward hand wave thing. I couldn't help it sometimes. “Hey.” they all said in a chorus as Mica and I sat down.
They all introduced themselves and I was shocked that I was able to keep the names in my mind. There was Linda, the blonde chick. Liza, she had light brown, straight hair and Lucy, a curly redhead. I know what you think now: Linda, Liza and Lucy? Really? Yes, that's what I thought, as well. “Mica, I have to be the outsider here because your name doesn't start with a L.” I joked and laughed about my own hilariousness only to notice that I was the only one laughing. I went calm within seconds as I noticed the glares they were shooting towards me. “Whatever...” Mica started, a sudden tension in the air, leaving me clueless. “...now that you know all of us, we should go. Break's almost over.” she snapped and stood up waiting for me to follow her. I did as I was told. Didn't want to get into a fight on my first day here.
The way to room A204 was calm except some people passing by and greeting Mica. She really was the popular kinda girl. What did I get myself into?
“Look Mica, whatever I said, I'm sorry okay?” I mumbled sincerely. “It's okay, Ty.” she said with a warm smile. This girl likes to change her mood pretty quick, I thought as we entered the still empty room. “You can sit next to me.” she said which made me wonder why couldn't sit next to her but then again, it looked like she was quiet the popular chick, so maybe the chairs next to her were already taken.
I sat down and the classroom was starting to fill in with students slowly but surely. Listening to some songs on YouTube I didn't found out about until then, I felt Mica nudge my side a bit too forcefully. “Ow, what was that for?” I yelled as I pulled down my headphones. Instead of responding she nodded her head towards somewhere in front of me. As I followed her glare I almost fell from my chair when I noticed an unknown men right in front of my table, tapping one food, with his arms crossed in front of his chest. As my view panned upwards to his face, I froze...
Oh fuck.

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