Gerard's POV
English was going to be interesting, my loner ass always sat at the back on my own but now- I'm guessing- Frank would sit next to me. I liked my English teacher, Mr Birch always let us listen to music if he wasn't talking, since this unit was a creative writing one he would set us a theme and we would have to write something off of that over the course of a weeks worth of lessons. So lots of music, writing and drawing. I love it.
This weeks topic was dragons, I immediately started brainstorming trying to find something out of the ordinary knights killing them bullshit. Looking around for inspiration I saw Frank smiling at my enthusiasm it all his punk rock hotness. Perfect. A story already coming to mind as Frank said "Dragons, huh. What are you going to do with it, My dragon is going to be in a band of only robots and have to prove himself." I explained that my dragons lived in a monarchy and the main character was an anarchist dragon trying to stop a tyrannical king of the dragons. We both put our headphones in and got to work.
I kept glancing at Frank as we worked, while I knew he was hot I only realised now how adorable he was, nodding along to whatever he was listening to as he worked and chewing on his pen slightly when thinking. I felt that if I became his friend and developed a connection, maybe dated him I would love him, especially as I already felt an emotional connection to him one that would get stronger with time. Yes, I could love this boy.
Maybe I already did.
Yep I'm going to leave it there.-Mwhahahahahahaha
