I've Been Here All Along

Kids rushed past in a hurry to get to their classrooms. Couples making out littered the halls as I walked down them hastily. Frank kept up for the most part, apologizing as he bumped past rushing kids. Some of them just huffed and flipped him the bird, while others also apologized and kept moving along. Justin was nowhere to be seen as far as I knew and I was doing well to keep my head down. The walk to the group was shorter than usual and I silently thanked myself for my fast pace, even though I was breathing quite heavily. I was never one for physical activity.

"Hey Olivia, you made it!" Ray said smiling kindly. He looked up at Frank and his smile left, but quickly returned when I smiled at him and nodded. "Hey! I'm Ray and you are?"

"Frank." Franks said holding out a hand for Ray to shake. Ray took it with a smile and nodded.

"Gerard here's your coffee." I said pushing a red thermos his way. His eyes widen and a smile broke out over his face.

"Oh my gosh thank you so much, Olivia." Gerard said, greedily taking the thermos from my hand, popping it open. He took a nice long drag and sighed.

"I'm Mikey. My brother's kind of a coffee addict." Mikey said holding his hand out to shake Frank's. Frank chuckled and nodded.

"I kind of gathered that." He said dropping Mikey's hand while watching Gerard screw the lid back on.

"It's not my fault that mom doesn't allow coffee in the house anymore," Gerard said turning a sharp glare to Mikey. "Mikey once drank all the coffee in one day and was wound up so bad we had to take him to the hospital to get his stomach pumped. He got so sick." Gerard explained chuckling.

"Damn Mikey, That's crazy!" I said laughing. I remember when I was younger my mom would let me have a sip of her coffee and I was up all night. Let's just say she never made that mistake again. The first bell rang and that halls began to slowly clear.

"Alright well see you later," Gerard said waving to us as he went his seperate way.

"Hey Ray where's Bob?" I asked noticing that Bob wasn't there for Frank to meet. Frank was following Ray and me just observing me as I spoke my concerns.

"He got suspended." Ray said rubbing the back of his neck.

"What? Why?" I asked looking to Ray in concern. Bob was suspended on the second day of school. Either he was being really stupid or he was really stupid. I snickered at the thought in my head and so did Frank. I turned back to look at him and he smiled showing his top layer of teeth exposing his dimples.

"He got into a fight." Ray said turning the corner into the hall that our classroom was in.

"With who? And why?" I had so many question but you can't blame me for being curious it's the second day of school. That has to be some kind of record.

"Remember Bert, the nasty looking dude that called you a whore yesterday?" Ray explained shaking his head as he said whore. I looked back at Frank and he looked pissed. He wasn't supposed to know about that. Let's just hope he'll forget about it. That was a false hope.

"Yeah." I said willing Ray to explain further.

"Bert was saying things about you n Bob's class and they weren't things a man should say about a woman. So Bob..um..." Ray cut himself off smiling.

"What did he do?" I asked motioning for Ray and Frank to go into the back.

"Bob.... Kinda.... Hit Bert in the back of the head with a chair." Ray rushed out laughed. His words tumbled around in my head and I burst out laughing, making half of the class look my way.

"What the fuck?" I said between breaths. Tears pricked my eyes as I began to laugh more. Just the thought of someone hitting someone in the head with a fucking chair was the best fucking thing. I couldn't hold in my laughter. I dabbed my eyes hoping that I hadn't messed up my makeup but I knew I could always trust my Urban Decay to stay on. Frank began to chuckle along with me.

"Yeah. He can come back in after tomorrow so he's all good." Ray said pulling out some books for English class. I pulled out my sketchbook and flipped through it, trying to hide drawing that I'd rather not let people see. Especially Frank. A faint buzzing in my ear pulled me from my task. Frank was trying to talk to me and I let him.

"Why didn't you tell me someone called you that?" Frank asked in my head. I shrugged and shook my head lightly.

"I didn't think you would want to know. He's a crackhead Frank he doesn't matter. Besides I have you here know." I said smiling to myself. Frank was situated behind me and I wasn't about to turn around and get in trouble so I just held a thumbs up behind my back.

"You know you can tell me anything right? I'll be here no matter what." He said back with a worried tone.

"Yes Frankie. I know." I said chuckling. the light buzzing in my ear stopped and I began to flip again. The teacher was talking about some bullshit about how important literature is for the future of mankind. Talking about how shakespeare made a mark on the world and so could we. She was old and rambled and was really hard to hear. She never bothered to call on anyone I've noticed, and I would think it would be because she knows no one is paying attention but I don't think she even cared anymore.

Kids in the back of the classroom were talking and pointing at other kids, including Ray, Frank and me. I really wanted to stand up and ask what was so damn funny but, sadly, I didn't have the strength nor care to deal with the principle today. Or anyday for that manner. Girls in short skirts and crop tops pointed at Frankie and gasped over how hot he was or something. They giggled and blushed as some girl whispered something.

"Okay, the rest of the day will be work time." The teacher said limping to her desk before pulling out a magazine from a drawer.

Naturally when a teacher's says that you shut up, pull out something, and start working. But these kids spread around the room in their groups and the teacher didn't even seem to care. I began to draw and Ray began to work leaving Frank to play with the strands of my hair that were spread out on his desk. Nobody has ever tried to play with me hair because I mean, look at it. It's always a mess, but I enjoyed Frankie's movements at the ends of my hair.

He twisted it and even sometimes pulled. It wasn't too hard that it would hurt, it was just a light tug. I would gasp and smile feeling his eyes burn holes in that back of my head. I sharpened my pencil and began working on a new drawing of Frank. He was just staring off into space thinking about something very serious judging by the look on his face. Frank in real life was smiling as he twisted and tugged on my hair. Out of the corner of my eye I could see one girl get up from her desk and make her way over, swaying her hips as much as possible.

"Excuse me." She said after she cleared her throat.

"Yes?" I asked looking up from my drawing. Her boobs were literally almost hanging out of her shirt and I almost gagged at the sight. He had light blond hair and wore heavy makeup and cherry red lipstick. Her orange crop top was way too short to even be called a shirt and her shorts showed almost half of her ass. Boys were looking as she bent over my desk looking back at Frankie.

"Who's the hottie?" She asked twirling her hair while blowing a bubble with her pink bubblegum. She was the classic mean girl from every high school movie that you could conjure up in your mind. Always up for the hottest boy in the class which was Frank by a long shot.

"He is none of your business." I asked through gritted teeth. I wanted desperately to reach out and yank her hair and punch her in the face but I stayed in my seat.

"What? Is he your boyfriend or something?" She said her sassy nature bubbled up to the surface. The brat in her was beginning to show and I know girl like that could swoop in and steal your man faster than you could even blink.

"Yes, actually I am so would you please back off my girlfriend. And put your tits away. I'm not interested," Frank said leaning forward with a scowl on his face. "Take your flat ass and go fuck with somebody else." He said leaning back in his seat, playing with my hair again. The girl looked shocked and just scoffed and walked away to sit with her friends again. I sat there mouth wide open staring at Ray. Ray's open mouth slowly turned into an ecstatic smile.

"Nice dude. Boys have been trying to get rid of her, but she's always so persistent when you're nice you know? She's fucked like half the guys in this school and I guess she's looking for a new target set. Nice though dude." Ray said holding his hand out for a high five. Frank chuckled and gace into it and high fived Ray.

Usually you high five a guy when you score a bitch not repel one away. I turned around and smiled at Frank. Although his words were still running in my head. It felt like they were going 1,00 miles and hour and I just couldn't push them out.

'Yes, actually I am so would you please back off my girlfriend.' Girlfriend!! What? I mean I would love to but I didn't get it. Frank sensed my confusion and leaned forward.

"Just go with it, Love." Frank said and leaned back into his seat. his fingers playing with my hair ran along my cheek and he smiled, reassuring me. I nodded and smiled as his fingers went into my hair again.

"You guys are a thing?" Ray asked looking up at the clock. He shrugged and packed up his things, putting his bag next to his feet when he was done.

"Yeah. I knew her before I joined this school. She's one of the reasons I did join." Frank said smiling. I nodded along with his story picking at a stray thread on my dress.

"Well, good for you guys. I kinda sensed that one of you at least like the other but I didn't know for sure." Ray said looking at me smirking. I blushed and looked down at the pins on my bag. The shined under the fluorescent lighting and I praised them for being a distraction for now. Ray and Frank were in conversation and I didn't want to be awkward and join in so I just tuned them out. The group of girls were becoming my new distraction, gossiping and gasping. They all looked over to me and I smiled a nice but evil smile, trying to be a bitch. I guess it worked because they shut up and turned away from me.

I jumped as the bell finally rung signalling it was time for Biology. One of my favorite classes because the teacher was so fucking cool. He allowed us to work in groups and allowed us to talk as long as we were listening when we needed to, which wasn't that often. Usually he would give us a computer and tell us to do some kind of science game while he turned on Pandora and let us jam. That's what happened yesterday and I think he mentioned us finishing it today and then letting it be free time. The difference between him and my English teacher was that he actually cared about what happened in his class.

"The halls were crowded and I swear that girl tried to trip me as I walked out of the door but Frank pulled me away from the foot that was stuck out. I heard a scoff and turned around to see the girl walk down the hall, waving to boys, swaying her hips way too much. Yep! She tried to fucking trip me. What a bitch!

My anger bubbled down as I we made our way to biology. I asked Frank his schedule and it was the same as me, so that was convenient. He stuck close to me as we walked the halls listening to Ray explain what Bob had said last night.

"He said that he was super sorry for fighting Bert without talking to you before doing it. I guess it just fired him up. I would do the same thing if I was him." Ray said typing a reply to Bob on his phone.

"Tell him I said it's okay. I appreciate what he did for me. But tell him he no longer has to worry because I've got Frankie here now." I said smiling up at Frank, seeing a smile spread across his features.

"He said who's Frankie," Ray said chuckling. " Olivia's protective boyfriend. He got rid of Cherie by the way." Ray said speaking out loud as he typed up her reply. "He said and I quote 'Praise the lord above. Glad that bitch got her reckoning.' So I guess you're cool with Bob then." Ray said swiftly typing out a reply as we entered the classroom.

The day was going great and Frank stuck up for me when he needed to and I thought it was the cutest thing. It was all going great until we left art for lunch. I had to go to the bathroom by now and I told Frank and Ray to go ahead of me. I was finished and I began making my way to the cafeteria when someone literally slammed into me. My books fell out of my arms and I landed on the floor with a loud thud.

"Glad I ran into you today. I was looking for the bitch who got my brother arrested."

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