Frank's P.O.V
Today was my first day of school as a senior. Ugh. I hated school.. Especially since I am a 5'6", gay, emo boy that no one likes! Last year I got made fun of because I wore all black, didn't play sports, and I wore eyeliner. I actually play guitar, sports isn't my thing. I'm hoping this year some of those assholes are actually grown up. This is my last year and I don't want it to suck ass.
I get up and throw on a pair of black skinny jeans, a misfits tee, and of course my black and white converse. I'm not a big fan of any of the other colors..black is my happy color...
As I get my stuff and head out the door I hear a faint sound. I don't know what it is so I shrug it off. But then I hear it again. I stop. I listen more closely...
You're mine, Frank.
When I hear those words it sends shivers down my spine. Who said that? Maybe it was my imagination...it's really freaky, whatever it is...
On my way to school I get a feeling someone is watching me. I turn around quickly when the feelings gets stronger. Nothing. There wasn't a living thing around. I guess I'm going crazy. But when I go to turn I'm greeted by a tall, skinny, pale looking boy with shaggy black hair and mysterious hazel eyes. "I know you...you're mine Frank Iero..." He stands in front of me for a few seconds and stares. Then he turns and starts walking the opposite direction without saying a word. I have no idea who he is.
That was weird. What does he mean by "you're mine"? I'm not his. I don't even know who he is. I don't belong to anyone besides myself. I hope I don't run into him again...he's creepy!
