Best Friend.

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Alright, well I'm dropping by to give you another chapter of Frerard so yay, but I also just wanted to tell you that you are beautiful. Because you are, and that's that.

So.. Enjoy..

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I stayed up almost all night just texting Mikey's friend. He told me his name was Frank, and that he wouldn't try to pressure me with my speaking troubles. Which was nice, I guess.

But even nicer was that someone was speaking to me. I hadn't spoken to anyone outside my family in a couple of months now. I remember exactly who I spoke to last other than Mikey and that Lindsey girl.

It was my best friend, Bob Bryar. It was a relatively normal afternoon, you know until we realized we were at school and nobody really liked us here. Especially me.

Usually they'd come to me before or after school and somewhat bully me. It just didn't seem like it was going to be that way that time. Instead they came to me when Bob and I were deep in conversation, and then the usual cycle started.

Yet one thing was messed up, Bob was there. And let's say one thing led to another and my great defender of a friend turned into my silent, bruised friend.

Strange thing is that we sit right by each other in English. I didn't have guts to say anything though, until Frank told me to.

So there I was striding to my English class in very confident way, that even made Mikey look at me strangely. But I shook off his stare and kept walking.

When I got to the class Bob was already there, so I sat down in my usual spot next to him and got my things settled out. After taking out my notebook of sketches, basically, I turned towards him.

I saw him glance at me curiously from the corner of his eyes, so I smiled, teeth and all, and did a little wave.

He looked at me fully now and waved stiffly, mostly confused. He just held his hand there for a good minute, staring at me oddly.

"Good morning, Bob." I stated slowly, he didn't move or even blink. He just watched me, and that made something tug at my stomach. I frowned slightly and turned a little. "What is happening?"

"Nothing much, Way. Just talking to some crazy kid." I looked at him to see him grinning like an idiot, I smiled. "What is happening with you?"

"Just talking to some weirdo." I stated jokingly, shrugging. He rolled his eyes and chuckled just a bit.

The teacher then started talking about types of plays again, which made Bob groan at the fact that we would be reading over the classic Romeo and Juliet.

I couldn't blame him honestly, we were going through this play slower than I do my math work.

And that's saying something.

In the end Bob ended up being Juliet while was her Nurse. Somehow we ended up making a joke out of it, and we laughed loudly making other kids angry for ruining their act.

But I was just glad to have my friend back.

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I saw him again.

Not just anybody, him.

That cute guy I bumped into on my way to Spanish, he was even cuter than I remembered. He gave me a small smile as he passed along with a,"hey."

I turned my head just a little so he wouldn't be able to see my blush and to my own surprise I uttered the word back.

"Hey."

He looked back at me quickly grinning, and showing me his white teeth. I waved a little before walking off happily.

His voice is so.. Ugh.. He's perfect, with my luck he's straight.

I shook my head as sped to my beloved Spanish class.

A/N Sorry I haven't written in forever, but I had to stop by and give you guys a chapter!

I miss the days where I could write three chapters or more in a day.. Those were the good times.

Anyways thank you so much for reading ^-^

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