Drowning Lessons

9.

I ran to school and knocked on Mr. Way's door.
He opened the classroom door and stared at me.
"I was starting to think you weren't coming today" Mr. Way said, a small smile lighting up his face. "Could we talk outside for a moment?"
"I'm sorry I'm late sir.." I mumbled as he stepped into the corridor.
"I'm not mad, I know you just slept in and I bet you slept well with that coat on"
"How could you tell..?"
"The collar is all messy and uneven, plus, you're sweaty as hell"
"I don't think you're allowed to swear during work hours, sir" I pointed out.
"Oh shut up" he punched my shoulder playfully. "You can keep that coat if you want, I just bought a new one anyway"
"You'll let me keep your trench coat...? Isn't it real leather?" I hesitated, shifting in my place a little.
"Yeah but it suits you better and it is pretty old, so you can have it" his eyes scanned me as I stood there.
Wait... is he flirting with me..?
"But-"
"You're my friend now, Y/N. Just don't tell anyone" he smiled.
Maybe not then...
"I won't, sir"

Mr. Way took me back to class and I went to sit next Patrick. He stared at me in disbelief.
"That's Mr. Way's coat..." he whispered.
"Shut up!" I whispered back. "I'll explain later"
"Yessir" Patrick saluted me and I chuckled a little.
"Patrick and Y/N, please stop talking when I'm trying to teach" Mr. Way sighed, looking us up and down.
"Yes sir, sorry" I said, elbowing Patrick, who was trying not to laugh.
Mr. Way glared at Patrick and he shut up instantly.
"Good, now to continue..."

When the bell rang, Patrick dragged me outside.
"How the hell?! What happened yesterday?!" He exclaimed.
"Lower your goddamn voice!" I groaned. "I got anxious and spent the day in Mr. Way's office but I fell asleep and he had to take me home because it was dark and so he borrowed me his coat so I wouldn't get cold" I explained to him.
"And there was nothing else involved?"
"Why would there be anything else- what are you suggesting Pat?"
"Don't call me Pat" he crossed his arms. "And I'm suggesting that you guys fucked! He seems far too nice to you to just be doing his job as a teacher"
"He's my friend, Patrick" I sighed.
"You've seriously befriended the hottest teacher in the whole school... in 2 days?"
"Yeah..?"
"Jesus Christ.." Patrick rubbed his face with his hand.
"What!"
"Nothing! It's just a little weird!"

I groaned, leaning my head back. Patrick chuckled and walked away.
"I'll see you at lunch Y/N!"
"See ya..." I mumbled. I walked to the music room and knocked on the door.
"Oh hi!" Frank opened the door and grinned at me. "Y/N right?"
"Yep... that's me" I nodded.
"C'mon! Joe's already shredding"
Frank grabbed my arm and dragged me to the back of the class. Joe smiled at me.
I smiled back at him and sat down.
"Hey Iero... do you like.. know Mr. Way?" I asked in a whisper.
"Mr. Way? Oh! Gerard! Yeah, I know him" he leaned back in his chair. "I made out with him at a bar once"
"What?!" My jaw dropped. I stared at him for a good while until I could say something again.
"He's gay..?" I whisper-yelled.
"Definitely." Frank grinned. "He wasn't even drunk when I kissed him"

I rubbed my cheek with my hand and sighed.
"Good lord..."