Art teachers are better than you think

Franks POV:

i stayed at Mr Ways house that night. We spoke about everything, which was me rambling on more than talking. It went from my dad and his regular beatings to my own addictions like my drink, cigarettes, and huh my weed. I told him all about my partying, and going out to nightclubs. He took my fake ID off me and chopped it up before throwing it in the bin. Asshole.
I told him all about the guys I've been with as a one night stand and how when I would get home dad would be beating on mum in one way or another.

Mr way didn't judge on anything apart from smoking weed. He just listened to my blabber. When we were on the subject of my mother, he said that "she's a homophobic cunt" in all fairness she probably picked it up off my dad. After our conversation I couldn't sleep when he went to bed so I stayed up and wrote a whole song. I'll most likely use it my GCSE. Mr Eay said that my lyrics are beyond my years. I'm not sure what he meant by that, but I hope that's a good thing. I like him though, he's kind, gentle almost. I like him.
I had my guitar on me, not my electric, my acoustic so I put the words I had written down to a few chords and marked them above to remind myself for the future. As I was doing this Mr Way walked down the stairs and into his front room,
"Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you," the words came out faster than I thought they would, he just giggled at me before responding,
"you didn't wake me don't worry. Don't stop. Keep playing although I need to ask you something?" Curiosity within his voice told me I should be nervous and think about my answer, so i simply nodded for him to continue while i pretended to be busy with my music,
"how did you know I live here?" I swear I can sense something like I don't know but he seems smug as fuck. How the fuck do I explain this okay Frank think.
"Uh I recognised your car in the driveway, I just hoped you weren't asleep so I could be with someone last night but not in a sexual way for a change" vague enough. That will do. I shoot him a quick smile before actually concentrating on what I'm doing.
So many stars in the sky and I don't know why they always have to fall on me, maybe I'm blind to all of the signs that the world never wanted me

Notes

Another short chapter sorry guys but I am doing this on my phone and it's not as good :( enjoy!


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