Franks pov

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I jolt awake and groan immediately regretting it. Its still dark out and its only three am. I lay back down in an attempt to go back to sleep but I cant.
I groan again and roll over to grab my phone.
An hour later I'm mindlessly buying tickets for who knows what.
The first one is a single ticket for Green day
The next is one for warped tour.
I skim over a list of musicians playing near me almost screaming when I see,
David Bowie this Friday 8pm-10:30 pm
I click buy and enter my credit card number
And print out the tickets.
The paper prints out and I grab it hugging it tight then placing it in a folder safe with the other two tickets.
40 seconds later confusion washes over me as another ticket prints out.
"maybe its a receipt? " I whisper to myself. I look it over but nope. Its another ticket.
I quickly pull out my phone hoing to my emails and looking over the E-Receipt

David Bowie Tickets
Amount bought: 2
Payment method: Credit card
Date bought: April 4th
Phone number:*********

I scream in agony waking my mother up. She runs out her room to me.
"Frank what happened? Its four in the morning!"
I shove my phone in her face pointing to the Amount bought and she groans in annoyance.
"well Im not going with you."
She hands me back my phone and walks back to her room with out another word.

At 7am I start getting ready for school. I walk the half a mile to the prison and sit down at one of the benches outside. Five minutes later Bert shows up placing a kiss on my cheek and taking a seat. "Hey Frankie. So how's life?"
"horrible" I reply.
"why what happened?" He asks taking out his cigarettes and lighting one.
"ugh I accidentally bought two tickets to a David Bowie concert. Is there any way you can go? " I ask knowing the answer
"Frank you know I cant my parents are over protective." He says apologetically.
The bell rings soon after and we hug goodbye him going to his classes and me doing the same.
Classes go bye pretty fast and I soon find myself at lunch.
By now I've already asked Pete, Ryan, Ray, and Bob but they all said they couldn't go.
My second to last hope goes to mikey, an 8th grader who's in almost all my classes we chat alot.
"heeyy mikes so David Bowie concert this Friday?" I ask taking a seat next to him outside under the bleachers.
"Wait for real?" He asks his eyes lighting up "Yes oh My God can you go??" I almost scream out in joy.
"Yeah I ca-" he stops midway in his sentence. "Shit bro I cant, I have a date" I fall back and lay down on the grass "uuuuuggghhh im gonna die. Do you know anyone who can go I really Don't wanna waste this ticket" I ask.
"well my brother's always open on Fridays and he like, super into David Bowie. "
I think.
And I think hard.
I really like Bert but not love. But I know he gets jealous when I talk to Gerard. I don't wanna be alone but I don't think he'd dump me out of jealousy.
Gerard's cool but extremely hot. Maybe more than Bert. But I Don't think that should matter.
I've never talked to Gerard outside of school. Only sometimes when I bump into him at lunch.
"Well peace Mikey I'm gonna go find your brother in hopes of not getting dumped. I say the last barely audible.
I knew were to find Gerard which was kinda depressing.
He was hiding in a tree throwing pine cones at the mean fresh mans
"Go away Andrew!" I hear him yell as he threw another pinecone "why you come down here you pansy"
I groan at the scene in front of me. I grab a dropped pinecone and chuck it at Andrew hitting him in the head and unintentionally making him black out.
"hey Gerard can you come down here" I call up. He chuckles "hehehe I would but I'm stuck"
I think for a second "why don't you jump? The worst that cam happen is a sprained ankle"
He smiles sheepishly "yeah I would but I'm like.. I have hyperalgesia. Im super sensitive to pain."
I squint looking up at him.
The sun shining on his back and his feet balancing on a branch while he hugs the main tree holding on for dear life. The wind is blowing and his hair is in his face.
"Well I have some David Bowie Tickets-" before I can finish I hear him screaming and a loud thud next to me.
I scream and look over his motionless body next to me "ohmygod gerard??" He opens his eyes his nose bleeding soon after. "You were saying something about David Bowie concert tickets. Continue if you will." He weezes out.
"I-I wanted to know if you wanted to come with me its this Friday."
"oh my god yes" he wheezes out again. I can hear his heavy breathing and it quiet for a moment before he starts screaming scaring the shit out of me.
"HOLY SHIT GET ME TO THE NURSE! WAIT NO IM FINE" HE YELLS.
I freak the fuck out so I pick him up carrying him bridal style.

Notes

Fictional proof that Gerard loves David Bowie.
Also for once Bert isn't evil.
:|
a couple of parts from this chapter are from thjngs that actually happened.
(accidentally bought two tickets)(not to a david bowie concert tho) (actually have a friend whos sensitivity to pain is high) (the friend actually got stuck in a tree) (he also jumped out at the mention of tickets)(there was no bully tho)(had to ask a billion people if they wanted to go)(and I do have a bf who jealous of the guy friend.)(not deathly jealous but just moody pms jealous)
Honestly its not really interesting I just spiced shit up.
p.s my friend did not freak out as bad when he jumped out of the tree.

Pps. Sadly I do know David Bowie recently passed and I really loved that guy. Too bad I never went to one of his concerts.