|I FEEL THE SAME WAY| [My chemical romance fanfic]

GERARDS POV:

-"Gerard come on! We're going to be late!" yelled Mikey as I was drinking my warn coffee.

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I didn't know what was up with that kid,why would he be so excited to go to hell? Like literally High School is a living hell.. It's a place full of fucking dicks and idiots. They hate you for every single thing you do. The hate you, for yourself. Why would he be happy to go to this place? A place full of judgement, a place full of jocks. Why? Maybe him and the rest of the band are working on something secret. Maybe he met someone or maybe he was just right. I looked at my watch and I saw it was 7:55am. Our lessons start at 8am so he was just worried. As I finished my coffee we got up and ran to the school.

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-"Come on!" scremed Mikey as we ran. It wasn't a long run but it wasn't like three minutes from our house.

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It was 8:07 as we got to school. I wasn't mad or pissed off that we were late, but Mikey looked mad. 'I don't get what's his problem' I thought to myself. He was always the kind of a guy that didn't give a shit.. 'But hey why should I care?! I'm like 17 and I get bullied every freaking day!'

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-"Bye Mikey!" I said as he ran down the hallway to his class.

I didn't really go to my class. I didn't wanted to go.. I stood by my locker for a while and I went to my class. As I came in everyone was looking at me and judging. Their faces and giggles made it even worse. I could hear the jocks laughing at me and the cheerleaders passing them looks my direction. I hate when people do that. It scares the living shit outta me. -"You're late again Gerard. Now sit down and listen!"She said looking at me with a fake smile. 'She is like one of them. Like an old cheerleader or a jock. She's as yuck as them.' I though as I sat down in the back. I felt depression again. 'I know it's totaly normal for people to feel depression, but it isn't for me. I'm on Xanax for a while now, so I shouldn't feel depression but I still do. Every fucking day I think of death. Every fucking day I just want to grabe a razor blade and end my life. But I'm too strong. I have people here that care. I have my parents, I have Mikey,Frank,Ray and Bob. I have my art,my music. But you know it's really weird thinking abouth death. You know people just want to die some days. They just want to feel love some days. They just want to meet the love of their life witch brings us to another part of my life. 'LOVE' I never really had a girlfriend. And plus, I never really had a kiss. I'm just waiting.. Because I believe that one day true love will find me and I will be happy' I thought and closed my eyes. I just wanted to feel the air moving.

-"Excuse me?" said a girl as she opened the door. She looked really nice. Black long hair and choco brown eyes. She was wearing a black shirt and black tight jeans.

-"You're late." said the teacher as she came to the classroom and closed the door.

-"Sorry, I'm new here and I got lost"

-"Well you should watch your time. Name?"

-"Sydney Olknew."

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{|A/N| Hi guys, and thanks for reading. I know it's a little chapter but I promise I will make the second one longer. I'll post a chapter two times a week. I'm not sure that it will work out but I'll try to work it out when I get there. This is my first fanfic that I'm putting online, so I don't know how you guys will react. Bye~Kristen} |BTW: I will do other povs to like Frank,Mikey,Sydney, Ray and Bob| ®Mcr_loser