Protégé moi (in English)

~ Office ~

I was pulled by McWarren for a matter of fact and, surprisingly, Gerard followed us, yelling about how it wasn't fair on me. He really didn't like this, huh? I didn't really think much about this since my plan was to explain myself and listen to whatever bullshit school guidelines the old bastard was gonna lecture me about. It did seem kind of stupid of them to pull just me though, the other kid was involved but he was probably with the nurse after the blow he took. Gerard was kept outside the office and got caught up to by the others and was consoled from the sound of what I heard from inside the room. McWarren sat me down and gave me a 'well?' look.

I cleared my throat. "The boy was winding me up during class and followed me outside only to throw a drink on me. Obviously, because this uniform is expensive and I only have one set, I was infuriated and acted on what I thought was adequate at that moment. Clearly, the solution hasn't been the right thing to do and I apologise, just please, keep him away from me." I knew exactly how to use my tongue to get myself out of things, especially when it came to teachers and their selective vision. He looked impressed with my ability to handle the situation and I just stared back, hoping he'd just dismiss me. "Miss Iero, judging by the fact that you're new here and your time here already hasn't been the best I'm going to let this slide but any more violent behavior and you're gone. Dismissed." I stood up quickly and left. I let out a sigh mixed with a laugh as they all looked at me. "Well, shall we get back to break?" I chuckled. Gerard was not having it, he looked pissed. The others just went with it.

"You look like you could murder." "I can all the time, this time I'm just warning everyone." He hissed. "Why are you even angry, I'm the one with a sticky lap." I nudged him gently. "I said to protect you." He scolded himself. "He threw milk at me, you call that a threat?" I smirked. "It could've been worse." I tried interrupting again and he pulled me away from the group. "Y/n do you know how much you matter to me?" He looked dead into my soul. "Clearly not more than Louise." I snickered. Gerard looked hurt. His eyes darted down to the floor and he seemed to slip out of it, running a nervous hand through his black stringy hair. "Sorry." I blurted quickly. "It's fine." He walked back over to the group. I felt bad but what he was doing to me was cruel whether he knew what it was doing to me or not. I also rejoined the group after standing there for a second to process the guilt digging a hole in the bottom of my stomach. They were having a conversation about something random when we all sat down at Patrick and Pete's bench. I zoned out and ended up reminding myself of my meeting with Remington. I was quite excited to see him after school tonight, it gave me something to look forward to.

"Hey, Y/n, I heard about what happened, can smell and can see it too." Patrick lightened my clear tension with his quick-witted cheeky comment. "And I just wanna celebrate your rebel against an asshole who drinks banana flavoured milk." Patrick made a sour face. "Yeah artificial banana flavour sucks ass, it's like pure sugar and milk." I agreed. "I'm pretty sure we have a class together next..." Patrick looked at his schedule. I already knew it was P.E so there wasn't much sadness when he announced it himself. Our group's P.E lessons were weird. Ray, Mikey, Pete and Frank had theirs first period and Patrick, Gerard, Joe, Andy and I had ours second period. "P.E's fucking gross." I rolled my eyes before putting my head down on the table. Patrick followed suit and did the same, then proceeding to be hit by Frank with a book. "Bonka bonk, you just got Fronk'd." The whole table proceeded to chant as Patrick looked to them all with an offended expression. "Raaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay." I whined. "Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeah?" Was his response. "C'mere and lemme play with your afro." I sat up and looked in his direction. He waddled over and I ran my fingers through his wet afro. "Y'all, stop this isn't a porno." Pete gagged. "Bitch." I said in a high pitched tone. "If you wanted to join in you should've just said, babycake-" Frank lifted me off the bench abruptly and walked over to a bin.

"I will fucken DESTROY you Frankie."

"Ok."

"Put me down I'll fucking bite your nose off."

"No."

We approached a bin and I jolted him backwards, making him land on his ass with a thud. I stood before my older brother proudly. "Get fucked bitch."

"Y/n, save it for P.E you absolute madlad." Patrick chuckled. "We need to go to class anyway." The three of us returned back to the bench. "How does shame feel?" Joe cackled. "Like a sore ass." Frank rubbed his behind sorrowfully. "Well this is where we escort ourselves to hell and find wherever the fuck Andy went." I mumbled, searching the scene with my eyes looking for the long haired beauty. "Oh, he's already at the locker rooms, I bet I'd win him in a race there and never went." Joe shrugged. "You cruel fucker." I laughed. "Well, we all set?" I looked at our two mini groups. "Yeah, we'll miss you Y/n/n." Mikey pouted and Ray did the same. "Goodbye, friends." I dramatically left to go walk with Gerard.

I looked up at his pallid face. "I'm sorry about what I said earlier." I gave him hopeful eyes. He glanced at me and just continued walking. I have to admit that was like a knife through the heart. "Mikey wants to see you tonight." He murmured. "I can't I have plans. Also why hasn't he said this himself?" Gerard looked glum when I said that I couldn't. "Plans? Ok." He looked like he was deep in thought. "Yeah..."