Franks P.O.V

I walk the hallways of the school not paying much attention to anyone. They didn't pay any attention to me either. But they would if they knew what I was planning. I wonder if Mikey was coming back to the school to talk to the teachers. His other school didn't seem to mind that he hardly attended it. Vanya had cried for hours on end when she saw Gerard. She forgot I was even there. She would no longer forget who I was when I was done. I head for my car and open the glove compartment. My razors were all sitting in there. I roll up my sleeve slightly. Old scars and new were prominent. I always had to wear long sleeves, even in the summer. No one knew about my self harming and even if they did they wouldn't care. Maybe I wasn't bullied in the same way Gerard was. Well atleast he was noticed. No one knew who I was. Even teachers.
"Frank...Frank Iero?" They would call.
"Must be a mistake, I don't ever remember having a Frank in my class." The would finish.
Thats all I was to them, a big mistake. I take out a cigarette. My lungs inhale the smoke and I sit quietly. I was a mistake...even I knew it. My parents never ment to have me in the first place. My mom liked to pretend that I didn't exists, as though she thought ignoring me would erase her mistakes. I would erase them for her, and maybe for once, she would love me...