Maybe, you're gonna be the one to save me.

-Frank's POV-
I made my way to homeroom, realising how shit this school actually was. I took a moment to take in the building, high ceilings stained with brown paint. It looked like shit. The corridors were dark, lined with lockers and paintings from the bible that were weathered and now look a bit shit. Among the posters on the walls forbidding almost everything under the sun I never failed to notice the damn eyesore of orange, yellow and green picket board reading 'GOD HATES FAGS' lets give a little thanks to the Westboro Baptist Church. I smirked, stopping at my locker, number 665, surprising how close that is to 666. (3DGY) I laughed to myself quietly as I entered the code to the padlock. I replaced my pocket bible with a sketchbook and walked to class.
I knocked on the door firmly. My teacher, Mr Green, opened the door. He smiled at me, he was one of the few cool teachers here. 'Ah Frank!' he said, 'I was hoping you'd arrive early.' I was confused as to what this meant. 'Right?' I sighed, ready for him to tell me off of some shit like that. 'Come on in,' he laughed hearing the discomfort in my voice, 'I was hoping you could support someone today, as you have the same classes as him.' I tilted my head to show my confusion. He looked over to the back of the room, 'This is Gerard Way, Gerard, this is Frank Iero.' The boy in the back corner of the room waved slightly, and shot me a little smile. He then moved his hand to his hair, almost like a nicely matted ebony mop, momentarily fixing it and moving it away from his eyes. This revealed his eyes, they were forest green, outlined with a golden glow. He made me feel untoward. What the hell was this feeling. I felt like I was going to throw up but in a good way. His skin was a nice shade of warm ivory complemented with small patches of freckles. He reminded me of a pixie. I took a short breath, trying to gather my emotions. 'Earth to Frank?' Mr green chuckled. I felt my face go red. 'S-sorry,' I stuttered moving to the back of the room. I heard Gerard chuckle. OH GOD! His laugh was so cute, thick with a Jersey accent. I sat down next to him, trying to ignore everything I was feeling.

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