The Only Hope For Me Is You

When I make it to the cafeteria the voices of half the students in the school fills my ears. It was awful. Uncomfortable to have to listen to even.,
I never eat lunch, i'm just used to sitting at the table in the farthest corner of the cafeteria and drawing, or hiding out in a bathroom stall and cutting myself. Food just doesn't interest me at all I actually kind of hate eating.
The noise in here is intolerable for me today so I grip the straps of my backpack tightly as I squeeze my way through the large crowds of students filling the lunch room and make my way into A hall. I think i'm going to just head over to art class early today and finish my sketch of Andy Biersack's face. A drawing that's taken me two weeks and still isn't even close to finished.
The voices fade as I continue walking farther and farther away from the chaos. I'm a loner and that's how I like it. I finally make it up to the door that leads into the art room and look in through the small window right by the door. I see a very unfamiliar person sitting behind Mr. Morrise's desk. His feet were put up and crossed over eachother on top of the desk......but then it hit me, "Oh yea, we have a new teacher for art...." Great, i'm shy as hell and finding it really hard to just open this god damn door and step inside.
I mean, this is so wierd but the guy behind the desk was actually really fucking cute. He has bright red hair, he's tall unlike me, i'm super short. thin, pale skin like a vampire, and chocolate brown eyes. I could just eat him up. His waredrobe was rather interesing actaully, tight black skinnies, combat boots, a brown t shirt with a blue leather-ish looking jacket. He was young. That was a fact. Atleast early twenties.
I take a deep breath and just open the door. My attention was immediatly drawn to the new teacher as he jumped and pracically fell out of his chair. He pulled his legs off the desk and sat up straight as an arrow. I couldn't help but let out a slight chuckle. "Can I help you?" He asked. I could tell he was emberessed. Easily scared I guess. But I didn't quite know what to say, this was really awkward.
"Um.....I...Ju, just...want...wan...." I couldn't stop myself from stuttering. "What's your name?" He asked me. A smile creeping on his face. I was forgetting what I wanted to say. His smile, was the most attracive thing I think i've ever seen in my life. "Frank........F....Frank Iero." He stood up. "Ah, Mr. Iero! I've heard a lot about you." I was confused and raised an eyebrow. "What are you talking about? from who?" He laughed and walked past me, right up to a shelf, grabbing a small stack of papers. "Well there isn't exactly a lot of emo kids other than you in this school to talk about. You're what all the kids are talking about now. And I mean everyone. People are just deperate for attention though, I wouldn't put much though into what people are saying." I was shocked. I meam, I knew people talked about me jus because that's what people do but I didn't know I was THIS popluar. "Anyways, i'm Mr.Way." He set the stack of papers down on his desk and held out a hand for me to shake. I awkwardly grabbed it and shook it. He had soft hands.
I liked it.....
"I don't remember, did you ever tell me why you came here in the first place?" He asked. I shook my head no and pulled my hand away. "I wasn't feeling the noise in the cafeteria much so I thought I would come here and draw or something. This is my next class anyways." I wached him carefully as he sa back down in his chair, observing his every move carefully, I wanted to know him now, every bit of him. "Well......i'm not supposed to have anyone in here during lunch unless they're working on acual school or something, but.....between you and me, i've never cared much for rules. Go ahead, take a seat, any one you want and it can be yours for the trimester." He winked at me.
I just about fained. I felt like kissing him, damn he's a great teacher. My chest felt tight. "Th....thanks...." I stutered. He just smiled and went on doing teachery stuff at his desk. I found a seat that was the farthest away, in the back of the classroom. Alone where I liked it. I think.........school isn't going to be so bad anymore.........

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