Love As Fabulous As A Killjoy
Look Alive Sunshine
Beep! Beep! Beep! I turn over and slam my hand on the alarm clock. Fuck it’s 7 already? Man this is why I hate school; you have to fucking wake up early. I sit up slowly because everything still hurts from the coffee. Hot coffee fucking burns, literally, I have burn marks on my arms.
I finally make my way out of my bed and over to my dresser and pull out a black misfits t-shirt. Next I pull out my ripped black skinny jeans and my B&N shirt because I have work after school. John still hasn’t forgiven me yet about the fight, which wasn’t my fault to begin with. Whatever just another person on my list who hates me. I get changed then look for my black converse, I look under my desk for them and what do you know there they were. I pick them up and sit in my chair, I look over my art work and see the scorpion sitting there. I pick it up and look at it, huh maybe I’ll put this in my locker. Once I finish tying my shoes I head upstairs and grab my messenger bag to put the art work in a folder.
“Come on, Mikes!” I yelled up the stairs. I see him sluggishly walk down the stairs in his skinny jeans, a red flash shirt, and black converse.
“Please, don’t yell” he begs me in a monotone voice.
“My apologizes,” I reply sarcastically.
“Yeah well let me get my jacket and we’ll head out.”
“Hey, can you grab mine while you’re at it?”
“Yeah. Which one?”
“My leather one.”
“It wouldn’t kill you to say please once in a while,” He says as he walks away.
“Sorry, PLEASE Mikey could you grab my jacket.” He comes back with it and hands it to me.
“Here you go, Mr. Grumpy.”
“Shut up. I didn’t have coffee this morning that’s why I’m grumpy.”
“Well go get a cup then.”
“There is some made already?” I ask as I walk into the kitchen.
“Yeah there should be,” Mikey replies following me.
I enter the kitchen and I swear I hear hallujah playing in my head because there it was. Coffee. I run to the cabinet and pull out a coffee cup. I pour some in and the steam evaporates into the air, I’ve never been so happy to have coffee. I put a dollop of milk and two packets of sugar.
“Better?” Mikey asks waiting for me to get going.
I hold up a finger and take a sip then sigh, “Better. Alright let’s get going we don’t want to be late.”
We arrive at school and we walk to our lockers. There standing at my locker was Frank, he keeps looking to his left then his right obviously looking for me. He was leaning against my locker with his foot up against the locker and his arms crossed. I sighed, my day was just ruined. I start to walk slowly to my locker and then finally Frank sees me and gives me a weak smile. Something is up and I don’t know if I want to know.
“Hey Frank!” Mikey says as we close to him.
“Sup Mikey,” Frank replies.
“Ah, nothing. Y’know same old, same old. How ‘bout you?”
“Eh, kinda off. Hey can we catch up later? I want to talk to your brother.”
“That’s fine I have to go to my locker anyways. You two have fun.” And with that Mikey walks away.
“What do you want?” I ask bluntly giving him a death stare.
“I wanted to apologize”
“Oh yeah?”
“Yeah, I’m sorry Gerard.”
“I’m sure you are, now can you please move so I can get to my locker?”
“Fine.” He moves away from my locker and leans against the one next to mine.
I pull out the folder that has the drawing in it. I search in my locker for tape and I luckily find some then I tape it up on my locker door. Then I put my shit in my locker and grab my books for my first class.
“Look Gerard, I’m sorry I was an asshole and didn’t answer you right away or actually at all,” I start to walk to my first class and Frank rushes up to my side to continue apologizing, “Look Gerard the truth is…”
The bell rings and he gets cut off and the teacher starts talking. I kept glancing at Frank he seemed to be really into writing notes or something. Next thing I know there is a note on my desk. I really want to crunch it up but instead I open it up and start reading it.
G,
Look yesterday I was an asshole and I really am sorry. So you really want to know my answer? Well here it is. I didn’t like it because you were drunk. I also was flabbergasted because you remembered. I thought you were too drunk to remember. That’s why I acted the way I did, so please stop being mad at me. Can we forget it ever happened? Please?
-Frank.
Now I feel like the asshole. I look over at Frank and he is looking at me with puppy eyes. I just nod as if I was saying ‘okay’ or something. He just smiles and with that the bell rings.
I finally make my way out of my bed and over to my dresser and pull out a black misfits t-shirt. Next I pull out my ripped black skinny jeans and my B&N shirt because I have work after school. John still hasn’t forgiven me yet about the fight, which wasn’t my fault to begin with. Whatever just another person on my list who hates me. I get changed then look for my black converse, I look under my desk for them and what do you know there they were. I pick them up and sit in my chair, I look over my art work and see the scorpion sitting there. I pick it up and look at it, huh maybe I’ll put this in my locker. Once I finish tying my shoes I head upstairs and grab my messenger bag to put the art work in a folder.
“Come on, Mikes!” I yelled up the stairs. I see him sluggishly walk down the stairs in his skinny jeans, a red flash shirt, and black converse.
“Please, don’t yell” he begs me in a monotone voice.
“My apologizes,” I reply sarcastically.
“Yeah well let me get my jacket and we’ll head out.”
“Hey, can you grab mine while you’re at it?”
“Yeah. Which one?”
“My leather one.”
“It wouldn’t kill you to say please once in a while,” He says as he walks away.
“Sorry, PLEASE Mikey could you grab my jacket.” He comes back with it and hands it to me.
“Here you go, Mr. Grumpy.”
“Shut up. I didn’t have coffee this morning that’s why I’m grumpy.”
“Well go get a cup then.”
“There is some made already?” I ask as I walk into the kitchen.
“Yeah there should be,” Mikey replies following me.
I enter the kitchen and I swear I hear hallujah playing in my head because there it was. Coffee. I run to the cabinet and pull out a coffee cup. I pour some in and the steam evaporates into the air, I’ve never been so happy to have coffee. I put a dollop of milk and two packets of sugar.
“Better?” Mikey asks waiting for me to get going.
I hold up a finger and take a sip then sigh, “Better. Alright let’s get going we don’t want to be late.”
We arrive at school and we walk to our lockers. There standing at my locker was Frank, he keeps looking to his left then his right obviously looking for me. He was leaning against my locker with his foot up against the locker and his arms crossed. I sighed, my day was just ruined. I start to walk slowly to my locker and then finally Frank sees me and gives me a weak smile. Something is up and I don’t know if I want to know.
“Hey Frank!” Mikey says as we close to him.
“Sup Mikey,” Frank replies.
“Ah, nothing. Y’know same old, same old. How ‘bout you?”
“Eh, kinda off. Hey can we catch up later? I want to talk to your brother.”
“That’s fine I have to go to my locker anyways. You two have fun.” And with that Mikey walks away.
“What do you want?” I ask bluntly giving him a death stare.
“I wanted to apologize”
“Oh yeah?”
“Yeah, I’m sorry Gerard.”
“I’m sure you are, now can you please move so I can get to my locker?”
“Fine.” He moves away from my locker and leans against the one next to mine.
I pull out the folder that has the drawing in it. I search in my locker for tape and I luckily find some then I tape it up on my locker door. Then I put my shit in my locker and grab my books for my first class.
“Look Gerard, I’m sorry I was an asshole and didn’t answer you right away or actually at all,” I start to walk to my first class and Frank rushes up to my side to continue apologizing, “Look Gerard the truth is…”
The bell rings and he gets cut off and the teacher starts talking. I kept glancing at Frank he seemed to be really into writing notes or something. Next thing I know there is a note on my desk. I really want to crunch it up but instead I open it up and start reading it.
G,
Look yesterday I was an asshole and I really am sorry. So you really want to know my answer? Well here it is. I didn’t like it because you were drunk. I also was flabbergasted because you remembered. I thought you were too drunk to remember. That’s why I acted the way I did, so please stop being mad at me. Can we forget it ever happened? Please?
-Frank.
Now I feel like the asshole. I look over at Frank and he is looking at me with puppy eyes. I just nod as if I was saying ‘okay’ or something. He just smiles and with that the bell rings.
Notes
Guys I;m so sorry I kept you waiting well here is a new chapter!Song of the moment: Roger Rabbit
~Mad Lyz
@Loser for Life
its okay. heehee, i'm just looking forward to when you do. :)
4/22/14