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I hate this fuckin place man.
I tap my pen against my desk rapidly. I'm really stressed out. Fuck. I look at the clock, 10 more minutes and I'm out of here. I look back at the page on my desk. I still had nothing on it but my name and the date. I'm so done for. I decided 'fuck it', and filled in random answers instead of overworking my tiny little pea sized brain.
10 minutes later, I just barely finished as the bell rang and handed my paper to the teacher. She gave me a glare as I swung my bag over my arm and rushed out of the classroom. I kept my head down as I passed through the hallways trying to make it to the bathroom, but I accidentally bumped into someone. I looked up for a moment and muttered a quick "Sorry" before carrying on my way.
I ran into the bathroom and quickly locked myself in the furthest stall from the door. This was the bathroom no one used, so I took out my pack of cigarettes and lit one up. My leg kept bouncing up and down, I really needed to calm my nerves. Have I really just made myself this way? Yes. Do I regret it? Sometimes.
I took a couple drags from my cigarette as each one calmed my nerves more. I heard the bell ring again and realized I had to run to gym class or I'd be in deep shit. I put my cig out in the sink and threw it in the trash, covering it with paper towels as not to be questioned. Running out of the bathroom, I just barely make it in time to the locker room and rush to get changed. Not like it mattered anyway, because I really just sat on the bleachers the entire period.
I took my normal spot on the empty bleachers and sat there. Bored out of my mind. That is until someone decided to disturb my nice silence and sit next to me. It's the person I bumped into earlier. Shit. "What are you doing sitting alone up here?" he said, slight smile on his face. "This is what I do every gym period. Just don't feel like doing anything." I retorted, shrugging my shoulders. "I usually do the same but I usually stand with my friends off to the side there." the boy said as he pointed over to where the rest of his friends were standing.
I looked over to where he pointed and saw them. One tall skinny kid with glasses and a hat, a tall guy with some sick hair, and another one that looked like a vampire with black hair and pale skin. I looked back at the boy sitting next to me. "Huh. Funny I never noticed you guys." He chuckled a bit, "Yeah I guess all of us are pretty invisible." I smiled. "Oh, also I'm sorry for earlier I should've been paying more attention," I said. He shook his head, "No need to worry. Hey, the names Frank." He reached his hand out to me. I shook it, "Y/N." I replied.
"Nice to meet you," he said, "would you mind if I brought my friends over here? I'm sure they'd love to meet you too." I suppose it wouldn't be terrible. I nodded my head. "Oh no I wouldn't mind at all." He smiled at me, "Alright I'll be right back!" He said as he walked off the bleachers and over to his friends. I watched as he walked up to them and started talking to them. He pointed over to me and they all looked over in my direction. This made me nervous so I just turned my head away so they didn't notice that I was watching.
About a minute later, Frank and his friends sat with me on the bleachers. He started introducing me to all of them. The kid with glasses was named Mikey, the guy with the cool hair was named Ray, and the vampire looking kid was named Gerard. All of them greeted me with a smile except for him. I just kinda shrugged it off. I really hit it off with the rest of them except for Gerard, he was just silent the whole time. I also learned that Gerard and Mikey are brothers.
Eventually, the bell rang and gym class ended, and I had figured out I had some of my classes with most of them. Math with Frank and Gerard, english with Gerard and Ray, history with Frank, science and gym with all of them, and music and art with Gerard. My next class was history, so after changing me and Frank met up and walked to class together, and he sat at the desk next to me. The tardy bell rang and class started. I started to space out as the teacher started to speak, until I felt Frank poke my arm. I turned to him raising an eyebrow. He handed me a folded piece of paper.
'Hey, me and the guys are hanging out at Mikey and Gerard's place after school. You should come :)'
I smiled and wrote my reply below his writing.
'Sure sounds like fun :)'
I folded the piece of paper again and sneakily gave it back Frank. He opened it and smiled. He wrote something else and handed the paper to me again. I read it.
'Sick, just meet us out the front after school'
Below that was a phone number with 'just in case here's my number :)' written next to it. I turned to him and gave him a thumbs up and put the note in my pocket. I spaced out for the rest of the class, and in no time the bell rang again. I stood up and grabbed my back and walked out of class with Frank, and we said our goodbyes as I went off to my last class, art. I was curious to see how it would go knowing Gerard was in my class.
I put my bag down and sat at the table in the back of the art room where I normally go. I grabbed my phone and quickly put Frank's number into it, and put it back away. The rest of the students piled in and sat down and the bell rang signifying the start of class. "Hello class! Before we start today, I changed some seats around, so I'm gonna call names two at a time, and then you switch with each other." I listened to the names she called. A bunch of kids around me switched with each other until she got to the last two names. She called the name of the girl next to me and then Gerard's. He gave me a quick glance and got up and switched with the girl. He sat down without looking back at me, and class started. It's just me and him here at this table now.
"Okay! Now that we've finished with moving around, today's assignment is just a bit of sketching! Not gonna make you do a whole project today, as I figured it'd be nice to give you a calm day to relax and draw as you please!" I sighed and took out my sketchbook and pencil. I flipped through all the full pages to find an empty one. Once I found an empty page in my crowded sketchbook, I started drawing Glenn Danzig from The Misfits. I drew him in a couple of his iconic looks, and I felt eyes watching me.
I turned my head slightly and looked at Gerard. He quickly snapped his head back to his sketchbook. I shrugged it off and took a quick glance at his drawing before returning to mine. It was him and his friends as vampires. He had such a nice, sharp style that I was really drawn to. I smiled and continued drawing on the next page of my sketchbook. I decided I'd draw the boys and I as different monsters. First I drew Ray as the Wolf Man, and next to him I drew Frank as Frankenstein. Next to Frank, I drew myself as a zombie, next to me I drew Gerard as Dracula, and finally next to him I drew Mikey as The Mummy. I smiled at my drawing. Me and my new friends as monsters. How charming.
I felt eyes on me once again, and I turned to Gerard. This time he looked at me for a bit before turning his head away from me again. I looked back at his page. I smiled. "I really like your drawing, your style's really cool." I said with a smile and looked up at him as he looked back at me. He just turned his head back to his drawing and turned the page and started drawing again. Why wasn't he talking to me? Did I do something wrong?
I sighed and looked back at my drawing. 'I really want to know why he just won't speak to me...' I looked up at the clock. The bell was about to ring in a minute so I packed my stuff in my bag. Finally the bell rang, and as I was politely waiting for Gerard, he stormed out of the classroom without acknowledging me. I sighed again and left the classroom alone. I put my stuff in my locker and grabbed what I needed.
Remembering what Frank told me earlier, I made my way out the front doors, and as soon as I saw the boys I made way over to them. "Heya there shorty." Frank said with a smile. "Hey," I replied rolling my eyes with a smile infectiously creeping onto my face. I looked at the boys and noticed Gerard wasn't here. "Hey, where's Ge-" I got interrupted when Gerard suddenly appeared behind me and I turned around, jumping when I saw him. He gave me a death glare and I started to feel uncomfortable. I moved a bit away from him.
Frank seemed to take notice of the situation and cleared his throat, as our attention was turned to him. "Let's get goin' now, shall we?" He said as he gestured back. I nodded and we all started walking. During our walk the boys were talking amongst themselves, but me and Frank were having our own conversation as we walked a bit behind them.
"I really just hate her, she gives us too much fuckin' work, man." Frank huffed. "Yeah, Ms. Harrison is a bitch." I chuckled. There was a small moment of silence. I looked at Frank. "Hey, can I ask you something?" He looked back at me, a curious look on his face. "Sure, what's up?" My gaze moved to Gerard in front of us. "Why doesn't Gerard talk to me? It feels like he doesn't even want me to be here to begin with." Frank sighed and I looked back at him. "He's just very picky about the people he's friends with. At first he seems pissed or standoffish, but he usually comes around eventually."
I sighed. "I just hope he doesn't actually hate me or something for some reason." Frank shrugged, "If that were the case, I genuinely have no idea what reason he'd have to." I looked down at the ground. 'Surely he doesn't hate me. Frank's right. He just needs to know that I have no bad intentions.' As we kept walking, I recognized the neighborhood. The street. This was MY street. We walked up to the door of their house, which I saw was two down from mine. We all walked inside and sat in the living room. I plopped down in between Frank and Ray, and Mikey sat right in Ray's lap.
"Do you mind not sitting on my LAP, Mikey?" Ray said. Mikey laughed. "I do mind actually, where else would I sit?" He looked at Ray pleadingly batting his eyelashes. "Go sit on Frank or something!" He said pointing to Frank. Mikey rolled his eyes, "Fine! Come 'ere Frankie!" he said as he plopped down in Franks lap. "SIT ON THE FLOOR MIKEY, WHY!" Frank freaked out as he pushed for Mikey to get off. Everyone laughed as Mikey gave up and sat on the floor. "You guys are so mean..." He said fake crying. "You big baby quit fake crying!" Ray said.
Frank looked around at all of us. "So... who's gonna tell y/n?" I tilted my head confused as the boys all looked at each other. "Uh, tell me what?" I asked.