36.remember.

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Franks p.o.v

I walk into the school. With some kid by my side. I think his name was Patrick. He's helping me around the school since I couldn't remember anything. All I remember is kissing Gerard. But who the fuck is he?

"This is your locker " Patrick tells me. "And your combination is your name for now. You can change it later I though it be easy to remember." I smile at him. Opening my locker. I look. There are pictures taped up. Me kissing Brendan and another of me staring at Brendan as he makes a cute face. One if me and mikey up in a tree. By my window. Huh. He's trying to get down. Who took these. Then a picture of me and a red headed guy. He's leaning on me and resting his head on mine. And I cringing. I laugh a bit. "Do you remember anyone?"

"No. I don't " I say as I keep my bag on and brag a binder and after looking at schedule


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