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Chapter Two

The school day was over, Gerard and Frank were going to grab a bite of food at Pure Pita. Gerard could not be obsessing over the calories more.

WE ALREADY STATED THAT I WAS GOING TO PURGE
THAT ONLY GETS RID OF HALF OF IT
IT'S BETTER THAN NOTHING, HOW MANY CALORIES DOES THAT HAVE ANYWAYS?!
HOW SHOULD I KNOW?! WE ARE THE SAME MIND

These thoughts kept playing on repeat for a long time, eventually he notified Mikey that he was going to be gone for about 2 hours or more.

"Where are you even going?" Asked Mikey

"Pure Pita. There's a project the English teacher assigned us, we have to get to know shit about someone we don't know or something like that. Basically like, make a new friend." Explained Gerard.

"I'm not sure whether I'd be terrified or looking forward to that." They both let out a small chuckle.

"Relatable. Anyways, I gotta pick up the car, wanna come with me or you wanna stay and talk with your friends?"

"I'll go with you, Roger's being a dumbass and I do not have the energy to deal with that right now."

They looked over at Roger, one of Mikey's friends and an acquaintance of Gerard's. He was currently trying to figure out how many chips he could fit in his mouth. They both thought in their heads what an idiot.

They walked together mostly in silence except for the occasional weird question, for example:

"What if sandwiches could fly?"

Or

"Dude, if humans can see the water, can fish see air? Or if humans can't see air, do fish not see water?"

The last two minutes were spent laughing so hard they shed a few tears. Over a fucking pizza that looked like a penis... well, moving on.

Once they arrived, they stopped laughing and started to breathe normally again, wiping under their eyes because of the tears.

"Okay, we're here. Don't open the door to strangers-" Said Gerard but was quickly cut off by Mikey.

"If they ask if there's anyone home just say that I'm with friends. If there's a fire get out of the house and call someone. If someone breaks in, fight or flight, depends if they have a gun or not. Yes, I know, I know. Have fun on your date." Said Mikey.

"Not a date!" Said Gerard, grabbing the car keys and getting in the car. Mikey waved goodbye.

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"Relax, he'll be here any minute." Said Ray, rubbing Frank's back.

"What if he isn't? Oh my god, he fooled me, didn't he? Thisisallmyfaultishouldnt'vetalkedtohimsosoonohgodohlord."

"Hey, hey, hey, hey! This is going to be okay! It's gonna be just fine, I'm sure he just had to get something quickly. It has only been 6 minutes, it's going to be okay. Just inhale and exhale." Said Ray in a soothing voice, one hand on his shoulder and his other one in Frank's back, trying to get him to calm down and get his breath to regulate.

"Yeah, you're right. I should probably sit down."

"I think that'd be best."

They sat down on the floor, Ray being the good friend he is, lent Frank his jacket for him to sit on.

"He'll be here any minute now."

"Promise?"

"Promise."

They waited one more minute on the sidewalk, and then they saw a shiny black car appear.

"Get in, loser, we're going shopping." Said Gerard sliding down the window thinking to himself I've always wanted to say that.