Chapter 2, Part 1: My Mind was Vacant..Until I Dreamt of You

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by _a_slutty_bitch_

by _a_slutty_bitch_

Okayyyy- since that was a dream I'm changing to POV to third- his dreams will be in first- I know it's weird for a bunch of different grades to be in same classes but at my high school that's how they do it so even though Gee is like a senior and Frank is a Junior- pls tell me that's not just my
school😭😭
Also don't judge me for having multiple parts of chapters I like suspense but hate ending a chapter with no explanation
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He woke up in a cold sweat. Thoughts of "what the hell was that" filled his brain as he started to get up.

He decided to dress more casual today, but his casual is different from others casuals'. Others casuals are: no makeup to very little makeup, sweat pants, the shirt or hoodie they wore to bed last night, and some tennis shoes. His casual is: a shit ton of eyeliner with red and black eyeshadow, extremely tight black skinny jeans with rips, red arm warmers, a studded belt, vans, and some band-tee. Needless to say, his school thought he was extra, hell, everyone thought he was extra, I mean, Newark, New Jersey only had about a few " alt " kids.

"Shit," He said quickly and softly as he grabbed his stuff and ran out to the bus.

He knew he skipped breakfast, he didn't care for breakfast, breakfast food is gross. [Writers
note: Fight me in the comments on this one, I dare you] He does have a Faygo Twist and a Monster Energy drink in his bag though, hey, he never said he wanted to get any taller.

He looked at Ray, Ray looked at him, like he said before, he and Ray are not friends, they are apprentices, apprentices that have lived by each other for over 14 years, you know, "forced by parents" types of friends; that you grow up with that are not your best friend but the only person you somewhat tolerate at school. He sat down on the seat across from Ray.

"Ray, literally the worst thing ever
happened," Frank said, looking at Ray. He seemed intrigued so Frank continued, "I had a dream about you- well not you, but you were in it." "Oh god,- Frank, I'm not gay, and even if I was I do not wanna hear about your sex fantasies about me." Ray said laughing. "IT WASNT A—," realizing the place and situation, Frank just bit his tongue and continued with, "it wasn't like that, it was about some guy, like, stalking us or something, at the coffee shop—" Frank was going to continue until...he saw him leave his house and drive off in a black Impala. "THATS- THATS HIM RAY!" Frank said as pointing to the all black car. "That's who? Dean Whinchester?" Ray said laughing. Frank just rolled his eyes.
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Skipping to at school
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Frank Iero hates school like a kid hates shots. I mean, you can't blame him, school is just a place for, in franks words, "a bunch of conformist motherfuckers that go here 8 hours of the day just to work a 9-5 minimum wage job after all this bullshit is over".

He sat there. Still thinking about him. Who was he? Why was he is his dream? Why the hell does he have the same car as Dean Whinchester? He thought to himself "Maybe I'm thinking too much into this, I mean he could just be some guy who just happens to look exactly like the guy from my dream. Yeah, that has to be it. I'm just overthinking things." He tried to calm his nerves as he walked in. His presence was the butane and Frank's mind was the match, this was going to be a beautiful mess.
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YOOOO 612 WORDS🤪🤪🤪🤪
I'm so proud of myself lmao maybe next time I'll shout for like 1,000 but idk I have a short attention span
I'm rlly lovin writing this it's so much fun so thanks for giving me this opportunity lol <3