My Chemical Romance, Infected

Chapter One: Lyn-Z

Chapter One: Lyn-Z

            I enter the brick building and stop to look around. I notice nothing but wild teenagers and white halls. I turn my head to the right and spot the main office. I swing open the door, nearly knocking someone out. I waited for five minutes until one of the secretaries finally noticed me. “How can I help you?” she asked with the expression of irritation. “I am new here and I was wondering if I could get my schedule and a tour or something.” I say trembling inside of my jacket. “You can have your schedule, but I’m afraid I can’t give you a tour right now because my hands are full.” “Okay, thank you.” I say leaning against the counter. “What is your name?” she asked placing her fingers on the keyboard. “Lyn-Z Ballato.” “Okay, here we are.” She printed my schedule and handed it over. “There you go. Have a nice day.” She said getting back to work. “Thank you, you too.” I am pretty sure she didn’t hear a word I said but I didn’t care at the moment. I walk out of the office and take a few steps forward and turn the corner. I end up running into a young man and our books and papers go everywhere. “Oh my god! I am so sorry!” I said getting on the floor and picking up his things. “Don’t worry about it, I wasn’t paying any attention.” He said giving me my papers. “Are these your drawings?” I asked getting on my feet. “Yeah.” He said and I replied with, “They are really awesome.” “Oh, thank you.” He said. We exchanged papers and I began to walk toward the lockers. “Hey!” he hollered and I turned facing toward him. “You seem new around here, if you ever need anything just come find me.” “Okay, thank you. That means a lot. I kinda need help finding my locker and classes.” I said as he began to walk toward me. “Can I see your schedule?” he asked. “Of course.” I said handing it over to him. “Locker 214. I know where that is.” I followed him to my locker and he opened it up for me. “Thanks.” I said placing my books in my locker and tapping pictures on the inside. “I’m Gerard Way by the way.” “Lyn-Z Ballato.” “So where did you move here from?” Gerard asked. “Green Bay, Wisconsin.” “Oh, cool.” “So, have you lived here your whole life?” I asked smoothing out a picture of me. “Yeah. Just me, my brother, and my ma’.” :What happened to your dad?” I asked. “He left when I was seven years old. I haven’t seen him since.” “Oh, I’m sorry.” “No, its okay.” Silence filled the air until he asked, “Who is that?” he was pointing at a picture of a woman. “That’s my mother. She died of cancer when I was four years old. My dad is drunk all the time so I try to stay out of the house a lot.” “Why though?” “He usually ends up beating me.” “Oh. Sorry about that.” “It’s okay, don’t worry about it.” I said shutting my locker. “Want a tour now?” he asked leaning against the lockers. “That would be great.” I said as we walked up some stairs to the language wing. “Spanish, French, and Chinese classrooms. You take French with me.” He said grinning at my schedule. “Sweet.” I said smiling. We walked passed some special education rooms and computer labs. “This is the English wing, you have Mr. Witt in room 354.” Gerard said pointing at the room. I nodded my head and we headed toward the Science rooms. “You have Science with me too!” he said really excited. “Really? That’s amazing!” “Science is my favorite subject other than art.” He said as we walked down the stairs again. “I enjoy art and English.” I said and we walked passed some more computer labs, math rooms, library, and some bathrooms. “Well that is pretty much it unless you want to see the choir room and band room.” He said handing me my schedule. “No, I am good but thank you.” I said. “You’re welcome. So, I can buy you a coffee if you want. It’s lunch time.” He said. “Sure, thanks.” I said grinning as we got our coffee and sat at a table in the corner of the lunch room. “Thank you, this is extremely good.” I said taking another sip. “You’re welcome, I am in love with coffee. I would marry it if that was legal.” He said while we burst out laughing.