ANON (Frerard)

4. Power Puff Frank

"Hey, Jamia, do you know anyone named April?"

They were in the middle of watching Carrie when Frank leaned over beside him and whispered into Jamia's ear.

She looked at Frank, slightly taken aback. "Um, yeah. I guess."

"She says 'hi'," Frank says, simply, before sitting upright again and then looking in the dark room.

Frank was sat in the middle of Ryan and Jamia, Ryan being at the end of the couch, where as Jamia was also sandwiched in between Brendon as well, who was at the other end. On the second and slightly bigger couch sat Spencer, Hayley, Amy, Jon, and Cassidy, with Pete leaning against it from on the floor. Gerard was wedged in between the two sofas, crouched in on himself and on his phone.

Feeling bored, Frank felt inclined to text April.

FI: heyo

It took a few minutes but finally he got a reply.

AN: what u up to?
FI: nm im at Jamia's
AN: did u tell her I said hi?
FI: yea
AN: ok so like I'm going to see some small band at this shitty club called Spades next Friday and I think you should go
FI: will I finally meet you?

To Frank's surprise, it took a while before he got an answer.

AN: it's a big club
FI: there's always a chance
AN: look you should just like bring some friends you know?
AN: I swear these guys are cool I've talked to the bass player they're like from fucking Canada
FI: coolss
FI: have you ever been to Canada?
AN: yes I have actually
FI: what'd you do ride moose?
AN: fuck frank that's not at all what they do in Canada
AN: it's like exactly the same as the US except some people are less shitty, health care is free, and they spell things like the brits
FI: I don't believe you
AN: who cares
AN: anyways just tell me you'll go ok?
FI: we can meet!

And this time, Frank
receives no reply.

***

Come Monday afternoon at lunch, the tree that Frank usually sits at has double the amount of people it usually does.

Ever since Jamia's party, her and her friends have started to hang out with Frank and his friends, which Frank thinks is actually pretty cool.

So instead of just Frank, Gerard, Ryan, Brendon, Pete, Spencer, and Jon, there was also Jamia, Hayley, Amy, Cassidy, and two girls who Frank didn't know named Sarah and Melanie.

"Oh, I was thinking about going to that Spades club on Thursday because there's some band playing there that I want to see," Frank brings up.

"Please can we go!" surprisingly, Gerard bursts out, excitedly. He suddenly recoiled in on himself and says in a much shyer tone, "Um, I really like the band playing there. I think it would be fun."

"Yeah, I'm up for it," Jamia nods, before slurping the rest of her Capri Sun, because she's totally cool.

"Wait, does that mean we need fake ID's or...?" Pete trails off, questioningly.

"Oh, no it's pretty much all ages but there is a bar. They have to like put exes on your hands if you're under twenty-one," Frank explains.

"Cool beans," Pete replies before paying attention to his phone again.

"I'm in," Brendon says, cheerily, and then almost hopefully he asks, "How about you, Ryan, are you going?"