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And then I met my teacher

Nothing Could Happen At School, Right?

‘'You're up.'' He said coldly.
''I am.'' I answered. It was awkward.
''You changed my clothes?'' I asked nervously.
''Oh, don't worry, nothing happened. You just threw up on yourself.''
''So we didn't-''
''You passed out on me.''
''And you didn't..?''
''I didn't what? Abuse you?'' He asked offended.
''I didn't mean it like that. Sorry.'' I apologized as my face turned red. I was ashamed for having even thought that he could have abused me.
''I'll lend you one of my brother's shirt so that you can go to school. I washed and dry your pants, but your shirt is still wet. You should get going if you don't want to be late.'' He said coldly.
''My first class is Introduction to visual arts...'' I said.
''Okay?'' He asked, confused.
''It's your class. You're the teacher.''
''And so?''
''Well, maybe we could go together? It's freezing outsi-''
''Because you think I am going to risk getting caught with a student who isn't a relative in my car? I could lose my job for something like that! You're lucky enough that I didn't let you sleep in your vomit in the bar's bathroom, now you're going to walk." He snapped.
''Okay... Can I get my shirt please? I would like to leave.'' I said, holding back my tears. I didn't want him to notice I was on the verge of crying, but my bottom lip wouldn't stop quivering. I think he probably noticed because both his gaze and his voice got a lot softer.
''Don't be ridiculous, it's soaking wet. You'll get cold. I'll lend you one.''
''No. I want mine.'' I said. The only reason I wanted it so badly was because I knew it was Sam's and I really needed something to comfort me right now.
''You don't wanna have anything for breakfast?'' He asked in a softer voice.
''I'm good, thanks.'' I said, looking down.
''Alright, I'll get you your shirt.'' His voice was calm, but I could see he was tensed. He might have been extremely attractive, but in only two days, I was already more than done with his mood swings. He came back a few minutes later with Sam's shirt and handed it to me. I quickly put it on and thanked him for everything. I was ready to leave, but he stopped me.
''Frank?''
''Yes?''
''I wish things were different. I really do.'' He said, looking down. He looked kind of disappointed.
''It's fine. I don't.'' I snapped. It was a lie, of course, but I wanted him to know what it felt like to have to deal with someone's random and rude mood swings. He avoided making eye contact with me as I left his house. Since it was early in the morning, it was extremely cold outside. The walk seemed to never end.

Finally, after what felt like hours, I made it to class. Mr. Way was already teaching. He stopped talking and looked at me along with everyone else.
''Do you have a note to justify the fact that you're late?'' He asked in his teacher voice.
''No.'' I mumbled.
''I will let it go for this morning, but don't make a habit out of it.'' I walked to the place that James had kept for me and Mr. Way went back to teaching whatever it was that he was teaching before I came in. A few minutes later, he asked us to take our coursepacks. Of course, I didn't have mine since I had left my bag at home the night before. He scanned the room with his eyes to see if everyone had the required material. He noticed my empty desk and sighed loudly.
''Again Mr. Iero?'' He asked. I nodded.
''It's not getting any better, is it? First, you come in late, then you forget to bring your material. When does your last class end today?'' He asked. He didn't look mad, but he was being extremely annoying. He knew exactly why I was late and why I didn't have my coursepack. I checked my schedule and answered.
''3:00 PM''
''Great. I will expect you to be here by 3:15.''
''What for?'' I asked, confused.
''Detention.'' He answered. I was pretty sure he was just trying to get some kind of revenge for what I had told him earlier that morning. He had seemed pretty disappointed when I said that I didn't wish that things were different. He was super hot and clearly he wasn't used to being rejected. He obviously had not taken it well. He turned away from me and continued teaching. James looked at me, confused.
''What?'' I asked.
''Did you do something to him?'' He asked. I obviously couldn't tell him anything about our little incident at the bar or about the night I had spent at his house so I just played it innocent.
''Not that I know.''
''He's really harsh with you.'' He added. I simply nodded to his comment.

A few hours later, the class was finally over. I grabbed my back and waited for James. He was putting his books in his bag when Mr. Way started walking towards us.
''Don't forget about me Frank. You wouldn't like the consequences.'' He said before walking back to his desk. He was gorgeous and the way he walked was totally gracious. Regardless of his attitude, he really did look incredibly good.

James and I got out of the classroom about 40 seconds later.
''He really has something against you.'' James said.
''I guess you're right... I don't really care though.'' I lied. He smiled.
''You're strong. I would probably have broken down in front of everyone.'' He laughed as he pushed me friendly. Was he gay? He was really acting weirdly for a straight guy. He was pretty good looking though. I thought he looked mysterious with his dark eyes and hair. That's without mentioning the fact that he was always wearing all black clothes.
''Is that eyeliner that you're wearing?'' He asked.
''Yeah''
''It really looks good on you. It makes your eyes look even greener.'' He added. Okay, he was definitely gay.
''Thanks.'' I said. He gave me a beautiful big smile. His teeth were really straight and white, unlike him. Of course, he wasn't Mr. Way, but he was still kind of cute.
''C'mon, I'll introduce you to my friends.'' He said as he grabbed my arm and dragged me through the cafeteria. He stopped in front of one of the tables and let go of me. He sat down and invited me to do the same. Three other dudes were sitting there. They didn't seem to have noticed our presence at the table until James spoke.
''Guys, I would like to introduce you to someone.'' They all stopped talking and turned around to see who James was going on about. With their nine eyes locked on me, James continued speaking.
''Guys, this is Frank. We both have the same schedule. Frank, this is Avery, Matthew and Sidney.'' He said cheerfully. I smiled and they all said hi. They looked nice and they included me very quickly in their small group of friends. I think it made James really happy to see I was getting along so well with his friends because he wouldn't stop staring at me with a huge smile on his face. Matt was a little be more of an introvert, but Sid and Avery were really loud and outgoing.

We had time to chat a little and to eat before James and I had to go to our next class. He checked his schedule and looked at me like he was trying to hide something from me.
''What?'' I asked, confused.
''You're from New Jersey, right?'' He asked.
''Yeah? What does this have to do with our schedule?''
''So, you don't speak french?'' I saw where he was going. French class.
''Correct.'' I answered.
''Well, that's our next class.'' He said firmly.
''What's our next class?'' I said, trying to hold back my laughter.
''French.'' He said over seriously. I couldn't hold it anymore and I just started laughing really hard. I was almost screaming and I couldn't breathe. He was so serious about that stupid french class, it was hilarious.
''What' so funny?'' He asked.
''The way you said it. It was like you were about to announce me someone's death. We're just going in french, James. It's no big deal.'' I said. He laughed and looked down. Sidney started laughing.
''Why is everyone laughing?!'' James asked, insulted.
''Because you're blushing.'' Said answered, winking at James. He then pulled me towards him and placed his hands around my ear so that no one would hear what he was about to whisper.
''I think he likes you.'' He murmured. I blushed and he winked as he put one of his fingers in front of his mouth to tell me to keep quiet. James, who had watched the entire scene quietly, started speaking again.
''We should probably get going if we don't want to late.'' He said. I nodded and got up. James told the guys that he would meet them after french class and I simply thanked them for welcoming me so warmly.
''Why don't you come hang out with us after your French class?'' Matthew asked.
''I can't. Mr. Way gave me a detention.'' I answered.
''Lucky bastard. Having a detention with the sexy teacher.'' Sid said. So I wasn't the only one to think he was sexy? That was interesting.

French class went by way too quickly and before I knew it, I was already waiting in front of Mr. Way's classroom. Waiting for what? I didn't know, but the last thing I wanted to do was to knock on that damn door. I didn't want to do it, but I knew I had to, and so I did. Three loud knocks. I heard footsteps from the other side of the door. They were getting louder and closer when he finally opened the door.
''Frank, come in.'' He said. I walked passed the door and noticed we were alone in the room.
''Am I too early?'' I asked.
''No. Actually, there won't be anyone else.'' He said as he closed the door behind me. I shivered. What was going on? Him and I, alone in his classroom? I was kind of nervous, but I calmed myself down by convincing me that nothing could happen at school. I was wrong.

Notes

I hope you guys are still interested in that fanfic? I know there's not much going on yet, but it will change very soon!

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Comments

Wow this is amazing babe (sorry force of habit)

@Originality-At-Its-Finest
Thank you!!

sassygee sassygee
4/14/16

Hey, dear, close to the ending, it starts repeating the rest of the chapter again. Just wanted to let you know <3

Oooh this is so good

MCR IS MY LIFE MCR IS MY LIFE
4/12/16

Hi there! New reader here, just read this whole fic in a single sitting and loving it.
Like the super moody take on Gerard.
Looking forward to seeing where this goes next.

bluebelle88 bluebelle88
4/11/16