We were friends until we were lovers

Gerard's POV:

My goddamn last year of high school and it's been my fourth school in four years. I hate school. Kids always pick on me and Mikey saves me. It's the same damn routine over and over again. Mikey has been my only friend and I doubt I will find anyone in New Jersey who accepts a gay emo boy who has feminine features. My parents barely even accept me! The only person I have ever been able to trust is my younger brother. I mean school is hell, teenagers scare the living shit out of me (A/N ayy song reference) but that's just the way things go I guess. It's not long now until we will get to our new school of Bellview high. I am old enough to have my license and drive Mikes and I to school so we don't have to get bombarded with kisses and complaints from our mom.

Just like I thought. Bullies, jocks and the popular kids fill the halls. Damn I can't wait to finish school. Nobody can bother me and nobody can beat on me. Mikey is almost like my bodyguard but my puppy at the same time. He follows me around lostly but as soon as someone starts to beat on me he stands up and scares them away. I'm so thankful that they let him skip a grade or two to be in the same graduating year as me. We walk into our first period class which is math and our teacher calls us up to the front to introduce us. Once done so she tells Mikes and I to sit by the boy in the back. I mean where else could we sit? It's the only two open seats.

"New to the school hey?" The kid says. He haven't even looked up yet he is just looking blankly at his desk.

"Yeah. Fucking fourth time moving schools. Sorry to bother but what's your name?" I ask quietly.

He finally looks up he is quite beautiful. I mean like perfect structure and he would be amazing to draw. He just stares at me with his mouth open a little. After a minute he shakes his head and says "Frank. Are you Gerard or Mikey?" He asks this time seeming more interested.

"I'm Gerard, it's nice to meet you Frank. By the way nice shirt. Great band." I say. He is wearing a smashing pumpkins shirt. God do I love that band and man was this kid cute.

Class droned on but I would occasionally look to the Frank kid, he was so different in this big crowd of pop junkies. He was like Mikes and I. He was that punk kid and I am finally happy because there is a chance that Mikey and I might actually be able to make a friend.

Notes

New book! I really don't want to go to school tomorrow but I have missed so much that I can't risk missing yet another class.