You're Perfectly Perfect To Me (Frerard)

Part 1. Start of something new

A/N: I started writing this new story a while back and decided to post this first part now :) So if someone reads this, I hope you like it! Also would be nice to hear what you think about it :)

Part 1. Start of something new

Frank's PoV.

I sat in a car and watched out of the window. It was raining outside. My mom had got a job from New Jersey and now we were moving in there.My parents got a divorce 3 years ago. Most of our belongings were already there and the rest were in the tailgate.

"Cheer up, Frankie", my mom said.

"How am I supposed to cheer up? I had to leave everything behind in Baltimore. Dad, friends, everything!" I yelled at her while tears were falling from my eyes.

"Honey, I know you're having a hard time, but you will make new friends and you can meet your dad like before", mom said.

"No, I can't. He lives like 200 miles away!" I yelled.

"Honey, you can go to Baltimore every weekend if you want", mom said. I didn't want to hear mom's words anymore so I took my Sony discman from my bag, placed earphones into my ears and started to listen to music.

Finally we arrived in front of a two-storey red brick house. It wasn't massive, but it was probably a bit too big just for the two of us. We both had our own bedrooms, but there was also a guest room. I had never been in that house before, but mom had shown me pictures of it, that's why I already knew exactly what it looked like and I knew exactly where my room was.

I walked to my new room and sat down on my bed. I saw my guitar lying on the floor so I decided to play it a little. I took it from the floor and started playing.

After playing guitar for a while I heard a knock on my door.

"Will you come to eat dinner with me?" my mom asked. I looked at her surprised. Was it already dinner time? I guess I lost track of time again as I was playing guitar.

"Yeah I guess", I answered.

After I had eaten I went back to my room to unpack the rest of my belongings.

Later at night I was laying on my bed thinking of everything. I would start my new school on monday and it was saturday now. I was a little nervous. What if I didn't get any friends in my new school? What if I got bullied? I had never been bullied and I had always had many friends in Baltimore, so now I was scared that people here would think I'm a freak and bully me. What would I do if I didn't have any friends? I had always been quite a social person once I got over my anxiousness of meeting new people, so it kinda sounded like a nightmare to me to think that I would have to spend every day and evening either alone or with my mom. I sighed. I would just have to wait and find out what happens on monday.

*

On Monday morning I woke up when my alarm clock rang at 7 am. It was such an annoying noise and I just wanted to roll over and continue sleeping, but I knew that if I didn't get up immediately my mom would come and drag me up to school. And that was a thing I didn't want to experience anymore. Especially not on the first day of my new school.

I got up from bed, put some clothes on and went downstairs to eat something. After eating I checked from the mirror that I looked like a human and started walking to school.

I had barely made it even to the sidewalk of my new homestreet until someone ran to me from across the street. I looked at the boy that had come to me. He was a bit taller than me, he had quite long, black hair and beautiful hazel eyes. I stared at him for a moment confusedly and he stared back at me curiously until I turned my gaze away from him so I wouldn't seem like a freak.