Him

Art

After listening to Mr Barnard for 15 minutes talk about how I should pay attention more and really stop laughing at any given moment " school is not meant to be fun , you're meant to learn" are his exact words but I just nodded and rolled my eyes every time he looked away , that was sort of my thing , to roll my eyes I do it when I'm talking to anyone stupid or anything like that , when I'm bored etc... But Gerard was still outside my classroom , and I couldn't resist to check him out now I had the chance , I looked him up and down , he was wearing his casual black converse , his navy blue polo a lot like mine , and a black beanie all topped off with a fabric backpack that he did a few doodles on to personalise , he was really good. I wish I had his talents but he had been tracing superheroes out of comics for ages so I suppose that helped his technique ? As sir ( you have to call them sir otherwise they lecture you ) let out of class he was still there , he flashed a smile at me , which sent my butterflies into awol , why am I feeling like this ? It's probably cause I haven't seen him over the six weeks holiday , just missed him I suppose , then he said " means I am a gentleman I will walk you to your class , because I have changed my options last minute and now I'm in your art class and your English " he said with a smile , which made me shiver even though I was really warm I felt goosebumps " well that's good , more time to catch up about what happened in six weeks and what happened between you an that girl ?" I asked with a flick of jealousy ... He had something going on with this chick just two roads down , I never liked her but he seemed happy enough I suppose ,
" oh she , wasn't for me I suppose " he said looking uncomfortable so I let it slide , I looked up we were lining up for art , " shit ! I've forgot my sketch book , it had all my projects in !" I said to him I was gutted I did some major oil paintings , u wasn't good at drawing but I could paint ,
" it's fine you can borrow mine , I'm doing canvas work today anyway " he said an poked my shoulder blade careful not to poke me to hard , then he chuckled we sat down at the back of the class where we always sat , we had the usual comments " look it's the fag and the wanna be EMO " Gerard looked angry and stood up towards Michael who just made those comments " you can say fuck all about me but don't you dare say anything about her " he said through grinding his teeth , I'd never seen this side of Gerard before , his new found confidence was , kinda sexy ....then Mrs Andrews came in an we all sat down while she instructed us for the lesson , I looked at Gerard
" thank you for standing up for me , it was really sweet"
" nobody calls my chloe an EMO , even if she is moody " he said with a grin that made me chuckle , yes okay I admit it I can be very grumpy .
"Here , my sketchbook , paint me something beautiful in it clo , he said getting up to get some acrylic paints , I was just flicking through his sketchbook trying to find a clear page and a note was in it , it read
' meet at franks at 5;15 for band practice , bring Mikey , guitar and mic , see you there - Ray'
Who's Ray ? Frank ? I know who Mikey is he's Gerard's little brother , he's in a band ? What's he been hiding from me , I looked up to see Gerard walking over , I quickly flipped the page to find a clean one , phew !
" here are the paints , they had no old ones sorry " he said with a sympathetic laugh then I began to plan out what I was gonna paint , a mic & guitar , that should help spark a conversation .