Follow Me Home (Frerard)

(Frank's Pov)

I was sitting in the middle of the world's most boring psychology lecture on the development of the adolescent brain and the chemicals that circulate throughout the brain from that time span. I groan in frustration, and realize how much of a dickhead the person who thought that psychology was a requirement to getting my degree in performance of music was.
I pull out my phone and decide to text for the rest of the class. I began a group message to Pete, Hayley, Jenna and Ray. "Someone save me! I'm dying of boredom in psychology.." Then pressed send.
A couple of minutes pass and I get a few replies.
Hayley:You saying you’re dying of boredom is just another way of saying I’m not paying any attention :P
Ray: Psychology? Why the hell are you taking that for?
Jenna: I told you being in that class was a waste of time Frankie xD
I silently chuckled at their replies.
"The dean said it was a requirement in order to get my degree for some stupid reason. Anyone want to ditch with me?"
Pete:Man you must be stupid to ask something like that.
Ray:I guess I will. The performance lab is crowded anyway. We could go get lunch but only if you're paying!
"It's a deal. Meet me by the library in 10."
Hayley:You guys are idiots... Pick me up something while you're out will ya?
Pete:Me too!!
Jenna:Wait for me!
I rolled my eyes, putting my phone back in my pocket then started collecting my things and shoving them back into my backpack.
As I was getting up from my seat, Mrs. Stephens instantly stares at me, as well as the rest of the two hundred people in the class.
"Mr. Iero, where do you think you're going?" She raises an eyebrow.
I searched my head for any possibly good excuse to leave but I come up with nothing and instead my brain decides to take over. "Out.”
"You'll need this lecture for your next exam, Mr. Iero. If you leave you'll probably fail." She crosses her arms in the way that most students here found intimidating except for me. She was just another moody grey haired old bat like my mother decided to become when I told her I wanted to study music instead of law.
"I'll get the notes from someone. I Promise." I say as I began to leave the room.
Once I was out and free, I started my seven minute walk towards the library.
As I approach the library, I spot Jenna and Ray already waiting for me at the entrance.
"Let's take my car." Jenna commands. Ray and I don't argue and follow Jenna to her car.
"Anyone up for Italian?" I suggest as I climb into the front seat.
"I'll eat anything right now, I'm starving." Ray grins.
"Jenna?" I turn towards her.
She shrugs "I'm up for it."
And with that, we were off to the nearest Italian restaurant.
We get to an Italian fast food place called Fazzoli's and skim through the menu to decide what food to get. Jenna and I decide on plain (meatless) lasagna and Ray gets a slice of pepperoni pizza and a bowl of oversized ravioli.
Once our food arrived, we immediately dig in.
Minutes into my meal, my phone vibrates. I pull it out and look at the screen.
It was a notification saying I have a message on twitter. "Weird... I almost never get messages on there."I thought. I then go on the app and see what this message is about. It was from @Gerardway. I quickly think back to where I could've known that name from and nothing comes to mind but I open the message any way.
"You okay, man? Try using your hands next time instead of your face to reply, yeah? But thanks, I think..."
I stare at the message, completely confused for a moment until I read the message before it..
"hi. i wes lokin htruogh somr og yur drwinsg and yor rely good. kep up hte god work. ;)" As soon as I finish reading my own message to him, I face palm myself, pretty hard.
Ray and Jenna look up from their food and give me a 'what the hell?' facial expression.
"You ok, Frankie?" Jenna asks.
I nod, waving them off to continue their meal then went back to messaging Gerard. "No problem and I happen to like typing with my face thank you very much..." I pressed send then took another bite out of my lasagna.
I kept thinking of whether or not to give this Gerard guy an explanation of why I typed like an illiterate Neanderthal but instead decided to let him leave it to his imagination and kept eating my food.
It takes us about an hour to finish our meal, and another ten minutes to wait for Ray to get something for Hayley and Pete before we started our way back to the campus.
“So I’m guessing your mom is going to be pissed when she finds out you ditched class.” Jenna stated as we got back into her car.
“I don’t really care at this point. She shouldn’t get pissed over something she doesn’t pay for.” I get into the passenger seat of the car and laughed. “Even if she did, there’s nothing she could do about it.”
“I don’t know, man. She kind of scares me with what she’s capable of.” Ray says.
Jenna started the car and drove off. “Me too. I still kind of wonder how you survived being her spawn.”
Rolling my eyes, I turn my attention to my phone. Only leaving me realizing that Pete had left me a text. “We’re all at my place. You guys should come hang out with us. There’s someone I want you to meet.”
“Pete wants us to go to his place.” I announce hoping they’d forget about the previous topic. “Everyone else is already there.”
Jenna nods, changing lanes in the highway to go towards Pete’s apartment.
“Please don’t tell me he’s got another temporary boy toy.” Ray scoffs.
“We’ll see when we get there.” I laugh.
“Maybe it’s for real this time, you never know. The last one was pretty crazy.” Jenna says in a serious tone.
“Good point but still. This one could be even crazier than the last one.” There was a small amount of worry in Ray’s tone. Which is justified but in truth, he doubts Pete too much. Even if he is right, he needs to be a little more open minded to Pete’s choices in partners.
“You’re not one to talk, Ray. Remember when you shoved a grape in your nose just to get attention from that hot hippie chick in high school?”
Ray’s expression turns serious, all while giving me a death glare. “Shut up.”

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