How My Life Changed

Frank Iero

I sat in the same seat at the cafeteria, with no one around me, when all of a sudden, I saw the guy sit across me.
"Hey," he said, faking a smile again.
"Hello."
He had a huge bag slumped over shoulder, but he put it down to lean against his side of the table. We were facing each other.

I was working on the lyrics to a song that Mikey wrote on his guitar, when the guy leaned forward.
"Whoa, that looks like it would be fun to play..." he whispered.

I looked at him. "You play guitar?"
He pulled up his bag and set it on the table. As he zipped it, open I saw that he had an "awesome as hell guitar" as Mikey would say about any guitar, and looked back up at me "Yep."

He pulled his guitar of the guitar bag and strapped it around his shoulder. he took out his pick. I saw him glance a couple of times at the music. As he started to play, I tried to fight off the urge to sing it. I didn't want to draw attention towards us some people call us both freaks.

Finally I couldn't stand it anymore. I had to sing it.

WELL IF YOU WANTED HONESTY THATS ALL YOU HAD TO SAY

The whole cafeteria stared in shock at the boys guitar playing and my singing. I didn't know if they were shocked that a loser like me could perform, or that they hated it

IM NOOOOOT OOOOKAAAY

When we finished the song, I didn't know what to expect. The whole cafeteria yelled. They didn't boo us, they cheered. I felt a weird feeling. The feeling of pride. I was proud of myself.

Shortly before the bell was going to ring, the guy started to pack up his guitar.
"Hey," I said, "What's your name?"
"Frank," he replied, "Frank Iero."