my way home is through you

Narrator P.O.V; chapter 1

It was Gerard Way's first day of school in a dreary new town in New Jersey.
Everyone within a forty feet radius seemed to stare at him, as he walked onto the campus with headphones in, smoking a cigarette, breathing the smoke in and out of his soft pink lips.
He shifted his sharp hazel eyed gaze over to the left, very paranoid.
He dropped the cigarette in the trash, putting it out with his fingers and pretending to change the song on his ipod so people would think he was too busy to notice his new staring peers.
"You."
a voice near him said.
He looked up at a tall, blonde guy who seemed a lot more muscular and capable of beating his ass. He wore a tshirt with some logo on it and basketball sweats. He was about Gerard's height, but Gerard was the skinny, lanky kind of tall that had no use and just made people notice him more. "Me?"
"Yea, you're the new kid right?"
"Uh, yea. Gerard."
"'Kay, gonna show you around. By the way, no smoking here. I don't know how the schools work from wherever the hell you're from but it's different here."
"I assumed there was no smoking here, I just don't really care." Spilled unwillingly out of Gerard's mouth.
"Listen punk, let's get this over with and i advise you shut up."
Gerard mentally sighed at how he didnt slaughter him.
"Okay."


After about ten minutes of learning where the bathrooms, elevators, music room, his classrooms, and the office was, the blonde jock asked Gerard, "So, are you some sort of emo poser or something?"
"Are you some sort of asshole or something?" He shot back, again, unwillingly.
"Jesus, dude, I didn't mean to offend you I'm just asking."
"Yea, sorry, okay. I'm a little on edge today,"
"No you're just always a huge dork, Gerard." He mentally sighed at himself.
"And no," he continued, "I'm not 'emo' or an 'emo poser' I just... Um, have my own style I guess."
He looked himself down, from his converse to his black jeans, to his misfits shirt and his gray jacket with buttons on it with music symbols and such, to his bag decorated with aliens and rhinestones and skulls.
"Are you gay?" Was the next question asked by the nameless blonde jock.
Gerard heaved a long sigh.
"Sometimes."
"What."
"Sometimes, and we'll leave it at that. Thanks for showing me around."

CHAPTER TWO COMING SOON