Take a good hard look

I got up, my alarm clock was ringing. I really had no choice, today was my first day of being a senior, I got my clothes, my converse shoes. I walked into the bathroom, undressing myself, I let the hot water hit my back, I sighed in relief. In 10 minutes I got out of the shower, and got dressed. I got my guyliner on, followed by my converse. I ran down stairs, carefully. I looked in the kitchen, my mom was cooking pancakes. I plopped down on the dining room chair. ''Mom, just 2 pancakes today...'' I sipped down my orange juice, soon slurping the remains. ''Okay, Frankie'' God I hate when she called me that, I chose to ignore it though.
After breakfast I got my car keys and drove to school with the smashing pumpkins playing, loudly.
Once I arrived, I got out and went to my first class, History. I sat down in my usual seat, up the back, right corner. I started to scribble on my desk, and carefully carve my name into it.
''IERO'' My teacher gets my attention, aggressively. I jumped, and put my scissors down. Everyone laughed. I put my head down, in embarrassment. After history I went to lunch, I sat down, alone as usual, sobbing while listening to Get scared.
Music filled my ears, I sang along...
'If. This. Is. Love. I. Wanna. Be. Hanging. By. The. Neck'

In english, I didn't have any choice but to sit at the front, I waited for the teacher, and started to scribble on a piece of paper. The teacher walked in, his dark hazel eyes caught my attention, I stared off into space. He was in front of my desk, saying my name, I was drooling, I snapped out of it when his hand slammed onto my desk. ''S-sorry'' I stuttered.
''Second time, Iero, not good'' He lectured, walking back up to his desk.

I ignored everyone around me, as I concentrated on my work. ''Frank! share your short story!'' Mr. Way demanded. ''Wait, wha-'' I then noticed what was written on the black board. Fuck... ''Did you write it?'' He asked, very strictly. I shook my head, he looked at me with disappointment. ''Sorry'' I said under my breath.

After English, I got pulled up by Mr. Way.
''Frank, how come you didn't pay attention today? that could have put your education on the line'' He lectured, tapping his foot, folding his arms.

''I... I uh... I was on my phone....'' I lied. ''Well tomorrow, your phone belongs to me, you will get it back every day after class, until I can trust you with it, of course'' He explained, I nodded.
''Later, Iero'' He waved.

Well that could have gone better, but instead it didn't go as planned.

Notes

Well I am abandoning all my other stories to write this one, cause I thought I can do much better. <3