I'm only sixteen. I've been on testosterone for about two years. I'm in the pill which, well makes me still have a period. It's light, but it still kinda makes me still feel like a girl. And it's October first today, which means I'll start my period between today and the seventh. Which to make me even more nervous, the assembly is today.

I mean yeah I've dealt with a period since I was thirteen, but today? I still live in the fear I'll get a blood infections or some shit like that. Even though I don't even think that possible. I've been meaning to ask my mother to switch me to the injections. I don't really know how many times you get them, I think the doctor said the last time I went, four times a month? I'm not sure.

*beep beep*

"No," I groan throwing up the blankets, "you interrupted mid thought,". I sat up turning off my phone alarm. My step mother, Julie laughs "Another horrible day in the life of Frank Iero, so depressing," she yells. I roll my eyes, standing up and turning on the lights in my room, I look over at my bed. Blood on my sheets. Not much, though there is some.

I pull off the blankets, off the bed taking away the sheets. I throw the sheet in a pile across the room. I take off my pants, then my boxers. I go to the nightstand pulling out a pad. I quickly make my way to the dresser, pulling out a pair of female-briefs. I put them on around my knees, then I layer on the pad. My periods light, sometimes I just spot for about two weeks.
I pull up the briefs, then pulling in black jeans(just in case), I pull off my shirt then my sports bra, quickly I pull on my binder, doing the snaps. I pull on a tank top, and finally my new spidered shirt. I brush my hair quickly, then run out of my room, with my sheets.

"Hey Frank-," she frowns walking over to me,"lemme take those off your hands," she smiles. She walks out of the kitchen, "fucking pity," I mumble.

"Indeed,".

I turn around me seeing Gerard sitting at our round kitchen, enjoying a cup of coffee. "When did you get here," I ask putting my hands on my hips. He chuckled, "I came early, Mikey had an early DC meeting and my mom works as a manger for a hair salon so I was bored at five am hereing my whole house hold move around so I came here. Julie let me in," he smiled

I felt my go warm and turn red, "awe Frank is someone embarrassed. ," Gerard said standing up walking over to me. His finger lifted up my chin, he pressed his lips to mine. He separated our lips, He looked into my eyes, he chewed on his lips.

God something about him drives me insane.

"N-no fuck off," I say slapping his hand from out under my chin. I walked over to the offer pot, pouring myself some coffee in a travel mug. "Come on you twat were gonna be late to school," I said running down the hallway into my room, grabbing my bookbag and my phone.

Something about Gerard made me tick, something about him- not made me weak but made me feel better about who I am as a person. I didn't want him to know who I was, I was embarrassed about who I am. But when he found out he didn't seem to care. He may actually like me- but it doesn't matter we wouldn't stay together we're young. And I don't want my whole youth tided in a relationship.

I walked back and Gerard leaning on the wall on his phone. I pecked his lips hoping he'd notice my existence. He looked up smiling, taking my left hand in his right.

"Julie where leaving," I yelled. She ran down the stairs. "Bye guys- hey Gerard I have that same sweater," she said putting her hands on her hips. Gerard face turned red, "no you don't," he said running out. She looked at me confused, "did I say something,". I bit my lip, "I- I don't think so,".

I walked out, and found Gerard in a car, I stood confused there for a bit staring at him as he danced around in the car. When he finally noticed he opened the window,

"My mom got me a car on come in," he yelled. I rolled my eyes walking into the car. It was a bug, you those very hippyish cars? I didn't like cars like that- in fact I actually like walking better.

"This car doesn't suit you," I said turning down the music as he began driving. He looked at me confused, "why not,".

"Well Gerard you kinda have that 'I hate my parents' look or 'it's not a phase. I'm totally gonna be emo forever'. And this car screams the opposite," I say. "Emo's shit," he said combing his black hair out of his face, "all it is, is a hair cut and skinny jeans,".

I nod my head, as he drove, playing smashing pumpkins in the car, the song Landslide. He sang along, and I must say he has an amazing voice. But everything isn't perfect about Gerard. Nothing's perfect.

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(((Time lapse to the assembly)))

My stomach hurts. It feels like knots are tying in my stomach. It's second period, I was called out halfway threw first for the assembly. I have got bullied since I came out, but I've kinda shrugged it off. I don't care really. Gerard seems to be protective over me some ways. I don't mind but he doesn't have to be. I can protect myself.

"Frank are you ready," Gerard said squeezing my hand. I shrug, "ready as I'll ever be," we walk into the auditorium , everyone in the highs hoop and middle school are there. I feel my self sweat I'm scared, and I'm pretty sure it's noticeable.

When they notice me the room goes silent. I bit my lip walking up the stage. Gerard sits on the floor. I join him, as Mrs. Nestor begins to talk.

"Hello everyone! I've gathered here today to discuss about a student. Frank Iero. Now since he's trans, I don't want the same thing happening what happened four years ago. Now I'll let Frank talk," Gerard looked at his lap his face red.

I sighed standing up, I put my hands in my pocket, letting my thumb hang out.

"Hum I'm Frank Iero. I'm trans female to male. I'm just like you but I different anatomy from my gender. I've known I was like this since I was around 4 that I was a boy. I'm also gay so it's kinda hard for me to be in a relationship with anyone but- I do have um er um a boyfriend his name is Gerard," Gerard smiled, "any questions," I ask.

One girl raises her hand, "hum yeah," I say pointing to her. "So your gay, and you have a vagina, so since you like boys, do you like it in the ass,".

Gerard burst into laughter, I feel my face turn red. "Um no," I question. She nods.

Another hand goes up from another girl, "yeah," I call on her, "so is Gerard trans too? I know he left in eighth grade because he was getting the shit beaten out of him for wearing girl clothes so is he trans,".

"no I just like some girly clothing," he says. He says standing up, putting his arm around my waist. Man something about him drives me insane.

Notes

Eh idk if I like this too much

this paragraph will be on all my fics) Alirghty well I'm not doing too well mentally and physically. I'm not depressed I'd say- I just say I'm in a sad funk. I think my boyfriend and I are breaking up soon- and I don't wanna bother you with that. But if I'm. On here less I'm sorry, I'll be posting some new fics to wattpad (I don't wanna post too many on here [username- happy_gerard]) and I'll be still, writing a lot I just don't have the energy to post or sometimes even write. All my energy is going towards work and my mother. I just have a lot a problems right now. You can message (please) me I'm a lonely human.