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Saturday Night

Eye

Is it any wonder I can't sleep?
All I have is all you have to me. Is it any wonder I found peace, through you? - TheSmashingPumpkins//EYE



"What do you mean?" Jamia snorts.

"I met a guy! Stop laughing." I lightly shove Jamia.

"What do you mean you met a guy? Like a proper contestant of 'Snatch Frank's Ass' kinda guy?"

"Oh my fuck Jamia. No." I sigh.

"Explain then, you fucking tease!"

I huff, and roll my eyes. "He's kind of weird.. kind of annoying. But l think he's okay, he's just a bit different..."

"So.. he's like a robot.." She jokes, "What's this guys name anyways?"

"Gerard.."

Jamia smirks and starts to moan like a cheap whore.. "Gerard.. oh.. Gerard! Yes..oh..m.mm..G..g.Gerard! Please, faster!"

I gasp, "You slut! I don't like him like that, we've only talked once!"

She smirks, "Look my little Frankie's getting all tense..!"

"Jamia.. we have work to do." I grit my teeth.

"Okay..okay..okay." She rides her laugh out.



Jamia gets up and I look around the break room, it's a lot ditsier than you'd think. I'd say the room is no bigger than twenty to thirty square feet. "Hey whose that idiot sitting there? Muggs isn't open yet." She points to a table, the 'idiot' has his face stuffed in a book, and he's turned away from us.. so we can't get a good look.

"Lets go bust this bitch." I mumble.

We walk over to the table, Jamia taps on the man's shoulder. The man ecnores her, she taps again, "Excuse me sir.. hello?"

He gives a long sigh, but doesn't turn around. "What the hell do you want lady?" I snort at that, she shoves me a little.


"Sir, Joe Muggs isn't open yet you'll have to leave.. or sit some where else."

"Why can't I sit here? Is there a law?"

"No.. it's just.. I don't want to get us in trouble."

"Us?" the man gives a deep laugh, he gets up from the chair and turns to face us. He's wearing a black suit with a red tie, I look up from his attire to see Gerard. His hair is pushed out of his face, he looks a lot different then yesterday. More mature.

He frowns when he sees me, his mood instantly cooling.. as if he were embarrassed to be a dick in front of me.

"I was reading the book you helped me pick out.. right where I said I would." His blank.. soulless expression, really just helps Jamia's robot theory.. all though it is entirely fiction.

"I have a few bean bags in the break room, I'll go get us one. You can read on there. Jamia, can you come with me.?" I bite my lip, Gerard smiles a bit "Okay."

Jamia grabs my arm and pulls me back to the break room. I wave to Gerard as she drags me, waves back but his expression says he's outermost confused as to why she was tugging on me. He must not have annoying friends.

"Holy shit! Is that Gerard?"

"Yeah."

"Oh man... what an asshole!"

"No, he's just a bit difficult..!"

"So what.. is he like mentally retarded ..or..-"

"No, he's just deep.. and rude." I mumble.

"I'll give you this, he's a looker."

"Jamia, you numbskull. I don't like him like that."

We hear a knock on the door, "SShh!" Jamia shushes me. I role my eyes and open the door, "You got those chairs? I hate waiting."

"Yeah.. right here.. lets just pick em' up and go."



Gerard and I sit on a bean bag, facing towards each other. He flips through the pages "Man, this is weird."

"Oh you think that's weird?!" I laugh.

"Does it get weirder than this?"

"You'd honestly be so weirded out, you'd shit your pants."

"I like these pants."

"So do I." I laugh, he closes his eyes and gives me an annoying smile.

"So.. you work at a book store, do you do anything else?"

"Actually yes, I go to high school on week days."

"What year?"

"Senior"

Gerard nods, "I work at this gallery and we had a show case today.. early in the morning. That's why I'm in this suit."

Frank felt uneasy, "So.. how old are you Gerard?"

"Seventeen, why?"

"You seem like you have a lot going on, that's all." I laugh nervously

"Say, Frank, what school do you go to?"

"Belleville High."

"That's where I'm going."

"What?"

"Well.. my mom and I just moved here and.. she got me the job last week, school starts tomorrow."

"Brilliant." I smile.

Gerard smiles and goes back to reading.

He's going to go to my school? He's going to see what a loser I am!

Shit.

Notes

Here's a quick little chapter.. we're starting to dive into the real fic. Thanks for reading! Subscribe and what not :3

Comments

@Twisted X Space
You promised

@MCR IS MY LIFE
ooohh :(((

@Twisted X Space
Ava adore pain

@MCR IS MY LIFE
Fuck, I forgot about that. How hurt are you??

@Twisted X Space
Plot twists are nice but I recall you promising not to hurt us like your other stories