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Spirits of the Dead

Chop Suey-System Of A Down

Frank's POV
All the way to our next class, both Gerard's and mine arms kept making physical touch. You know the one that you're walking next to someone and your arms sway past each other, just like that. Except this felt magical, made my 'stomach have butterflies' but I personally like 'bats' morr instead of 'butterflies' ANYWAYS, we finally arrived at Mrs. Blake's classroom and that's when I remembered that we had to thank her. If it wasn't for her, Gerard and I wouldn't start talking, I whisphered to Gerard about thanking her, and he nodded, telling me that after class we will. We took our seats, and It turns out we had a journal today. 'How much do you consider yourself to be worth? Why?,' was written on the board, right below the word 'Journal'. This journal really made me think, I've never asked myself that. Do I highly think I'm worth a lot? Well, I always complain about myself. "If you're having problems with the journal, I'll give you an example." My teacher's voice interrupted my train of thoughts. Everyone turned their attention towards our teacher, telling her that all of us were confused. She chuckled and began. "Think about abusive relationships. Where the female or male gets beaten by their partner daily. The victim, always seems to forgive their abuser and why is that?" She asked. "Because their stupid." A girl whom I don't quite remember her name answered. "Not quite. They really aren't stupid at all, They get blinded by the 'love' that their abusive partner once gave them. They're begged for forgiveness by their partners and they unfortunately, forgive them. They forgive them because they think that deep inside their once lover is still is there, but it's not. People like this, victims to abuse in relationships, really are worth less than 10 dollars. They make themselves be worth of those few dollars since they don't think of themselves really high in positivity. They think that they deserve it, and it's a shame that they do. So, what would you consider yourself, people that get abused and do nothing since they think of themselves very low, or an alcoholic who knew that he or she could do so much better, but just needed help, and he or she actually becomes sober for the rest of their lifetime?" She said. Now it really got me thinking. I wrote down all my thoughts about how much do I consider myself to be worth. We all finished and gave her our journals for her to check and grade. "Okay, so it's Monday, everyone wants to go home and sleep, and believe me I'd love to do that everyday but I can't. Billd and kids sort of block that possibility. So, you guys will read an article and answer the questions deal?" A chorus of 'deals' were heard. "Great, Felix can you pass them?' She asked towards a guy in the front of the classroom while pointing at the stack of articles. Felix then started passing them around. "Oh! Remember do strategies or ten points off!" Mrs. Blake warned. Once I got my paper I wrote down my name, read the title, make a prediction, and go towards the questions. Blake says that it helps, and surprisingly it does! Turns out the article's about writers predicting the future which is really interesting and mysterious. But, there was this paragraph that only talks about one specific thing, Life On Mars.
Gerard's POV
"Inside Gerard's mind*
OMG OMG LIfe On MarS!!!! FUCK YEAH DAVID BOWIE!
Frank's POV
I looked at Gerard and noticed that he was indeed, freaking out. I laughed and began to answer the questions.
~~~~~~~~~Time passes ~~~~~~~~~~
"Okay guys, 7 minutes before the bell so please bring up your articles." Mrs. Blake announced. Everyone went to leave it at her desk, and returned towards our seats to get our stuff ready. She began to check them and nodded approvingly while doing so. "Very good class, everyone did their strategies and passed. I also saw the Bowie reference Gerard, no need to scribble about it." She said while chuckling. I turned to Gerard noticing that he was red, obviously due to embarrassment. He's so cute! The bell then rang and everyone left, except Gerard and I. "Hell yeah David Bowie!" Mrs. Blake exclaimed once the last student had left and it was just us three. "Hell yeah!" Gerard exclaimed as well, while high fiving her. I laughed and also high fived her. "Anyways what do you guys need?" She asked back with her teacher voice. "Well Liana-" Gerard started but I interrupted him. "Who's Liana?' I asked confused. "That'd be me." Mrs. Blake rose her hand. 'Wait so you can call her by her real name?' I asked Gerard. "Well yeah, she's my cousin, I only get to call her that at home or when we're not around our classmates." Gerard simply stated. Whaaatttttt??? 'Wow, I didn't know you guys were cousins!' I said. "Unfortunately" Mrs. Blake sighed. Gerard playfully pushed her while I giggled. "Hey!" Mrs. Blake said. Gerard just stuck his tongue out at her, while she did the same. I simply shook my head while laughing. 'But anyways, why are you guys here?" Mrs. Blake asked. "Well we wanted to thank you." I said. "For?" She asked. "For making us partners." Gerard said while putting his arm around me making me blush. "I'm not the one that did though." Blake said. I looked at her confused while she pointed towards Gerard. "It was the Russian David Bowie himself that made me." I looked at Gerard in misbelief while he blushed. "I wanted to talk to you, but didn't know how. At first I wanted to be friends though but seeing as thing are I decided I should let this be a surprise." I blushed and couldn't contain myself, I kissed him right there, in front of my teacher, which is Gerard's cousin. He kissed me back and of course the bell had to ring. "I'm glad you finally asked him out Gerard, but I think you guys should get going." She gestured towards her classroom that was waiting to enter, and the late bell ringing. We nodded and said goodbye's and thank you's to her. Gerard opened the door for me and waited for the hallway to clear out. Once it did he kissed me again, me gladly kissing back. "Bye love." He said once our lips departed. "Bye, and thank you my Russian David Bowie." I said. He 'awed' at me while winking and left. I blushed all the way to my next classroom.

Notes

Happy Easter guys! Sorry for the typos though, I'm currently in the road and I'm dizzy AF! But, anyways, I actually do the strategies on my Reading class and they do work! So I recommend it if you're having trouble with that subject. Also, I actually had the Journal, example, and article given to me. True story. And my Reading teacher's name is actually Mrs. Blake haha. I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter!
Yours, Bloodsucker.

Comments

@axl killjoy
Hope that's a good thing! I just updated, I hope you enjoy!

Sp00kykid1331 Sp00kykid1331
6/9/16

@MCR IS MY LIFE
Thank you! Just updated, hope you enjoy!

Sp00kykid1331 Sp00kykid1331
6/9/16

I'm dying!

axl killjoy axl killjoy
6/7/16

Fucking awesome

@axl killjoy
Well then I'm fucking glad!

Sp00kykid1331 Sp00kykid1331
5/19/16