Right after I returned home aftee school, Samantha came into my room to tell me that there was somebody at the door for me. That was strange. I didn't even know anybody here. I thought it would be Mikey. I thought he wanted to try to beat me at Mortal Kombat, because I kicked his ass last time.
I went down the stairs and opened the door, expecting to see Mikey there. Only, it wasn't Mikey. It was Gerard.
"What the hell do you want?" I snapped.
"We have to work on this stupid ass song together, remember? Let's get this shit over with," he mumbled, with anger in his voice.
"Whatever. Are we going to your house or staying here?" I asked.
"Let's go to my house. I'm sure I have more supplies for songwriting than you do," he murmured.
What the hell did he mean by "supplies for songwriting?" I have a pencil, paper, and a guitar. Isn't that all we need? It's been like ten seconds and I'm already pissed at him. That has to be some kind of world record.
"Sam, I'm gonna go to Gerard's house to work on a school project," I told her.
"Alright. Be back before dinner, kiddo," she said with a smile.
I groaned and walked outside with Gerard. We walked into his house in complete silence. "Mom, me and Lily are gonna work on a school project," Gerard shouted into the house.
"Alright. No funny business!" she shouted back, causing me to blush. Gerard just shook his head as he led me down to his bedroom in the basement. When I was down here a few days ago, I hadn't paid much attention. He had band posters and drawings littering his walls. There were notebooks and crumpled up pieces of paper all over the floor. I noticed some broken glass by some of the walls. This room was a mess. He sat down on his bed and patted the spot next to him. I sat next to him, but scooted a bit farther away.
"I don't bite," he joked. I just rolled my eyes and continued to keep my distance. "Why do you hate me?" he blurted, suddenly looking very hurt.
"Why wouldn't I hate you? You've been nothing but a dick to me since we met!" I said, raising my voice slightly.
He looked at me with what looked like hurt in his eyes. I didn't really care if I hurt him. All he's ever done is hurt me. Now it's my turn. Payback's a bitch, Gerard.
"Whatever. Let's just get this shit over with," I said, quoting what he had said to me earlier. He just nodded and got up to grab a notebook from his desk. He came back and handed it to me, before coming back and sitting next to me. It seemed to be blank, so I opened it to the first page and we started silently brainstorming some lyric ideas.
"I don't hate you. I hope you know that," he spoke up.
I sighed in frustration. "You wear me out."
He jotted "you wear me out" down in our song notebook for some reason. That was weird. "I think that's enough work for one day," he said, shutting the notebook and throwing it onto the floor. No wonder his room was such a mess.
"I guess I'll be going home then," I said with a sigh.
"You don't have to leave," he offered.
We sat there in silence for a minute before I broke it. "If you don't hate me, what's your problem?"
He only shrugged. I was suddenly angry. So he's just going to ignore me when I bring up the fact he's been a complete dick to me since I moved here?
"So you're just gonna be an asshole with no explanation? Whatever, Gerard. I'm sorry I even fucking tried to befriend you! You obviously can't see that I'm not o-fucking-kay! Finish the song by yourself. I don't give a shit," I sobbed, my voice breaking a few times as tears threatened to leak down my face.
Gerard picked the notebook up off of the floor and wrote down "I'm not o-fucking-kay" in it before he looked up at me. He looked hurt. He opened his mouth to say something, but I turned around and stormed out before he had a chance. I was pissed.
When I got home, Samantha noticed that I had been crying. "Oh my God! What happened?" she asked, rushing over to me and wrapping her arms around me.
"N-nothing. We just put a lot of emotion into our song. It's very personal to both of us."
I hated lying to Samantha, but I couldn't tell her the truth. She'd get way too pissed at Gerard and she'd probably cause a huge fight with the Ways. I didn't want that. I still loved Mikey and Donna. I wasn't ready to lose them just because of some stupid fight between Gerard and I.
"Sounds like you two really hit it off. I told you he'd warm up to you! He's just shy!" she exclaimed, with a huge smile on her face.
"Yeah. You were right, as always."
I faked a smile, but managed to make it as believable as possible. She giggled and then we went to the kitchen table, where she already had dinner waiting for us. We ate in silence. I couldn't help thinking that I overreacted on Gerard.
I shook the thought out of my head. I didn't overreact at all! He was being a dick and he deserved to know how I felt.
After a lot of silence, Sam made me tell her everything that happened at school. I told her everything except all that happened with Gerard. I really didn't want Samantha to burn bridges with the Ways.
After dinner, I brushed my teeth and changed into my pajamas. I was really tired from everything that happened today. I said goodnight to Sam and climbed into my bed. I shut my bed curtains and began to think about Gerard. I hated the fact that he didn't like me. He was so attractive. I just wanted to... do things with him.
Whoa, whoa, hold up, Lily. Did you really just think that about Gerard?
I dismissed the thoughts. It was probably just hormones. I mean, sure, Gerard was attractive, but I couldn't be attracted to a douchebag like him, could I? He's been nothing but horrible to me since day one! There was no way I liked him.
I was too tired to examine my own thoughts right now. I rolled over and finally drifted off to sleep.
