Once we arrived at the school my eyes immediately set on the boy who was adoring the sun. I looked at the sun and then back down. The sun has been my enemy for many years. Then I looked back at the boy, he wore a plain black pullover and a pair of black jeans that had holes in them on his knees. I scanned his body and admired the few tattoos I could see on his body.

"Gee?" Mikey waved his hand in front of me.

"Hmm?" I hummed.

"Let's go. Classes are going to start and we don't have our schedule." He said.

"Oh, yeah. Okay." I focus my attention on where I was and that we had to be places.

I took my messenger bag and hopped out of the car. Mikey followed and we walked up the steps. I bit my lip as we entered the school, when we opened the doors first thing that came out of Mikey's mouth was, "Hormonal kingdom here we are."

I smiled and nodded, "Let's go Mikes."

I scanned over the small hallway and looked for something that had the words 'Front Desk' or 'Front Office', after a few more seconds I found it. I took Mikey's hand and walked through the crowd of kids and then we finally stumbled upon the office. I reached for the door and held it open for Mikey.

"Why thank you, sir." He joked.

"No problem, sir." I joked back, we giggled and then walked to the lady at the front desk.

She greets us and we tell her the whole 'we're new and we need our schedules.' She nods and starts typing on her keyboard with her mouth open just a little. The glasses at the tip of her small nose weren't pushed up but instead she lifted her head. She looked through them and then she held onto her mouse. After what seemed like eternity, our schedules were printed and handed to us.

"Thank you." Mikey and I say in unison. She nodded and smiled.

Mikey and I then went our separate ways, which made me at ease. He went upstairs to his locker and where most of his classes were and I stayed on the first level. I never liked company all that much, Mikey's company was good but we both knew that we didn't want be in each other's company a lot. Besides, I liked the thought and feeling of being alone. I liked a lot of things but this thing of me being alone was great. It was when I was finally given the time to think, listen to music, do art, or just whatever the fuck I wanted to.

I walked to my locker with head held down low, trying to ignore the possible glares given to me. Once I arrived at my locker, I felt a pair of eyes on me. It was like they were seeing right through me and it made me feel uncomfortable. I lifted my head and scanned the hallway. My eyes set on a particular person and that person was the one staring at me. I looked at his attire and noticed who it was. It was the boy staring at the sun. I felt my face heat and decided to move my eyes to look at something else. I looked at his face again and the our eyes met, my face began to rise in heat. He quickly turned away and it seemed he muttered something under his breath. I watched him leave, his pace was very quick. My face began to cool off and I turn to my locker and open the metal thing.

Once it opened I stuck the things that won't be needed for today, at all. After I got myself and the locker situated, I closed the thing and put my lock on it. Then the second bell rang which meant that class was beginning. I breathe in and out, my anxiety wasn't planned but then again it never is planned. I breathe in and out as I walk to my first class. World History. As I walked, my eyes looked for the matching room number on my schedule. I noticed that I had spotted the correct one and walked through the door. No one paid attention to me and it felt like I was off to a good start.

"Uhm..hello sir." I greeted a teacher who was on his computer looking very confused.

"Hello...new face." He said as he took his eyes off the screen. I smiled back.

"So...what is it that I need to do?"

"Well, you came here just in time to be honest. So, we are started a project on Friday and that young man hasn't started his yet because he doesn't have a partner yet." He pointed to the boy in the back of the room, he looked very familiar. "Anyways," I looked back the teacher, "welcome to the class buddy." He sort of hit me in the shoulder, in like a friendly gesture kind of way I guess. "My name is Mr. Rapprot." He held out his hand for me to shake.

"Gerard, Gerard Way." I smiled and shook his hand.

"Alright." He smiled back. "Frank?" The teacher called out. I look to the boy and I saw his head pop up.

“Do you mind if Gerard works with you?” He gestures to me and I looked back at Frank, who shook his head to inform us that he didn't mind.

“Okay, so you can sit by him right there. Okay?” He points to the empty seat to the right of the boy and I nod. I walk past the kids, who most likely were making snarky comments and giving me weird glares. I ignored them though and focused on my walking and my destination.

The moment I sat down, Frank had left me. He walked towards Mr. Rapprot's desk and they started to talk. After three minutes Frank came back and sat back down. He sat down looking straight at the students, who suddenly became loud. Strange.

"So, Gerard is it?" He asks and the students became silent. I looked over the classroom and saw quite a few people looking at us, some were whispering. I looked back at the boy and I nodded. He didn't respond but instead tore a sheet of paper out of his notebook and wrote down some things. He handed me the paper and I read over it. They were instructions on what we were supposed to do and his name.

After I read over it, I began to start the project and Frank helped with the project. The rest of the class we were working on our project and discussing things on a piece of paper. The class went back to ignoring us and being loud. I tried not to look at his face, I didn't want to seem like a creep or anything but I just wanted to see his face. His face was very beautiful, despite the bags under his eyes and the dark circles but who am I to judge? Sooner than later the bell rang as a sign for everyone to be dismissed. Frank gathered all his things for the project which wasn't much but I had a little but more. Not that I cared, I really liked History so I wanted more of the project.

"He's okay." I heard a familiar voice, he spoke loud enough just for me to hear it. I didn't zone into their conversation.

“Well, you best be on your way. Do you need a note Gerard?!” I heard Mr. Rapprot's voice raise and I still had a few more things to put in my bag.

"Yes please." I answered.

The man gave us our passes and we both went separate ways. I looked over my schedule and tried to figure out where gym was. I walked through a corridor and then I was at the front of the school. I probably looked really lost and for damn sure I was.

"Gerard?" I heard a familiar voice echo throughout the empty corridor.

I lifted my head in response and stated, "I can't find this class." Sounding very lost and pointing to the schedule, not even showing Frank.

“Let me see your schedule.” I gave the schedule to him and watched him look at my schedule for a quick second. “Come with me.” He handed me the schedule back and began walking. I walked behind him and I believe he had gym as well.

Once we arrived the gym teacher questioned us in a really rude way but I ignored it and gave her my pass and so did Frank. We walked to a line of teenagers, I guess this how they take attendance. After she took attendance the students were then let loose. Given time to play with balls. But Frank and I are left alone, we share a comfortable silence for the rest of the class.

After gym I asked Frank if he had anymore classes with me. He didn't respond but showed me to classes that we had together and the ones that we didn't have. Sure we were late but since I was new the teachers made the assumption of me being lost. For Frank on the other hand, he must have been late everyday. When lunch came along Frank had abandoned me but luckily Mikey was here. Mikey did make a few friends and I was ignored but I was okay with it. I was always ignored.

"Gerard, you don't mind that I go to Pete's house later do you?" Mikey's voice rang in my ears.

I looked away from my untouched food and responded, "Not at all. Just tell mom."

"Okay." He smiled and went back to the conversation he was having.

I zoned out of the conversation and began thinking about Frank. I wondered where he had gone, he wasn't found in the cafeteria. He wasn't outside. I shrugged it off as soon as the bell rang, signalling everyone that we still had two more classes to be dealt with. I walked slowly to my class and I believe Frank was in that class as well. I'm not entirely sure but if he isn't that's fine.

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The last two hours went by faster than I expected. Frank was in my last two classes and we sat together. We didn't speak though, we just fell into comfortable silence again. Frank had left the class really quickly and I went with my slow pace. My posture being the worst and walked to my car. I waited for Mikey but then was reminded that he was hanging out with some friends. I smiled and quickly ran to the driver's side. The moment I took my seat, a smile was plastered on my face. I turned on the radio and instantly Iron Maiden began to play.

As I drove home, I followed a car on the way back. Well I didn't follow, we both were going the same way. Suddenly, the car came to a stop and parked. Once it parked, I drove on past it. Not caring who it was. I drove a little faster, knowing that I'd be home in five minutes. It was about two or three blocks away from where I was.

Withing minutes I was home, greeting my mom, informing her about Mikey, and then leaving to my basement. I was tired but the moment I get comfortable I don't sleep but today was different. I was genuinely tired enough to rest on my bed, which wasn't really useful since the sixth grade, and what I did was lay on my bed. I made my body comfortable and then suddenly everything went black. I was asleep.

Notes

I am going to go update GHOST and then I will update this after...and uhm...hope you are all enjoying this...one more chapter and we'll be back in Frank's pov...should stop writing in Gerard's pov or should I keep it up? Should I keep writing long chapters or should I shorten them? So many questions...

Oh..I've also just started reading The Dove Keeper and so far it's been really interesting. Has anyone ever read it before?

Anyways...tell me how I'm doing...rate / subscribe / comment...constructive criticism is much appreciated...it keeps me motivated

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