in a place of god- ferard

How about I'm outside of your window

GERARDS POV

Thursday.
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Yesterday Frank actually let me walk him home, I was kind of surprised by that actually, but a pleasant kind of surprised.

I thought he'd say no considering I know for a fact his family wouldn't like it. Yeah, I know what his stupid family think about me. And frankly, I didn't really care. I found it tons of things, like funny and interesting and kind of honorable. I mean, a family considers me a bad enough kid to avoid me like I was satan himself, that's kind of a weird accomplishment for me. But anyway, like I said, I felt tons of things about it. But bad or guilty or whatever the fuck, wasn't one of those things.

Moving on, doing weed at school wasn't my brightest idea. I mean it's not like that would stop me, but I'm willing to admit it's probably not the best idea.

I was sort of paranoid recently because when I was doing weed under the bleachers maybe 4 days ago some kid saw me. I would've done it in the bathroom but they recently put smoke detectors in there so that wasn't gonna happen anymore.

Doing it outside of school was also an option but where's the fun in that?

I didn't know the kid who saw me but I still needed to be sure he wouldn't snitch. I could not get suspended again. And I know for a fact getting suspended for doing weed at school again would not go over nicely with my parents.

So I threatened him. Which I think was smart on my end, I made him swear he wouldn't tell anyone or I'd kick his ass, then had him leave me alone.

"Sometimes I wonder if Ryan happens to be on a registered list of sex offenders in our area" Brendon said all too casually while taking a seat across from me. "What the fuck?" I shook my head, "well he keeps offering me his meat stick so often it could be considered sexual harassment!"

"Hi guys" Ryan sighed, taking a seat next to Brendon, "god, what's up with you?" Brendon asked all too harshly regarding Ryan's... interesting appearance at the moment, earning a mean glance from Ryan. "I'm fine. I just didn't sleep well" Ryan said, "are you sure? You look sick.." I said, honestly kind of concerned for Ryan. He looked pale and had some really dark circles. "I said I'm fine, let it go" he demanded quite angrily.

"We were just asking" Brendon said, im not sure why but that sent Ryan over the edge. "Well don't fucking ask anymore" he said, getting up and storming off. Leaving me and Brendon there surprised, we didn't know what was up with him, we weren't trying to make him upset or anything.

"Jeez, who pissed in his cheerios" Brendon mumbled.

I sighed, I never shut the fuck up. But Brendon really never shuts the fuck up.

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I was minding my business eye fucking Bert in silence in my English class when the teacher got a call. I didn't think anything of it until she announced I was getting called to the front office and to bring my things, what did I do this time? Did that little prick who saw me doing weed under the bleachers snitch? Was I getting suspended again? I can't get suspended, how else would I stare at Bert for no particular reason?!

I went to the office and there I saw my mother and the principal. Fuck.

Upon seeing me he lead me and my mom in a small hallway near his office, and who do I see there? Frank. And his mother, what the hell?

We weren't in the principals office with them but I could clearly see and hear them considering the door was wide open. Frank's mother was standing up arguing with the vice principal from the other side of her desk while Frank was sitting, shamefully looking down at his shoes.