dear percocet; frerard

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Gerard was standing in the filthy school bathroom, looking in the dirt covered mirror, applying eyeliner. It was lunchtime, his usual time for putting on eyeliner. He liked it because everyone went out to eat either at a restaurant or in the cafeteria, and nobody ever bothered to go into the disgusting bathroom.

Except for one day; one SINGLE day in all of the 3 years that Gerard has been at his highschool, somebody walked in. Frank Iero. The 'bad boy' and most people called him... Gerard knew he was trouble.

"Hello..." Gerard said, trembling. Usually when the troublemakers see him, they beat him up.
"Hi!" Frank smiled and said enthusiastically, waving.

Woah. This is weird. Frank has never done anything to him, but... He sure looked like he could.
Frank wasn't rough and tough, instead short and thin. Frank walked and stood next to Gerard, looking in the mirror next to him. Frank dug around in his pockets for a minute or two, until he looked over at Gerard and asked,

"Could I borrow your eyeliner, please?" He asked politely, scratching the back of his head and looking down at the yellow-film covered floor.
"Uh- yeah! Sure... H-here you go..." Gerard said, handing him the eyeliner pencil. Gerard was shaking a little too much... He probably thought Gerard was a weirdo.
"Thanks, dude!" Frank replied, smiling again and grabbing the eyeliner pencil, holding it up to his eyelid, being careful to not put on too much.
"Here you go!" Frank said, quickly handing Gerard his eyeliner back and then smudging his freshly put on makeup with his index fingers.
"Thank you... Uh...." Gerard said, embarrassed. He didn't even know Frank's name.
"Frank Iero." He said, putting his hand out to shake Gerard's eyeliner covered hands.
"Gerard Way..." They were sharing names. Great start.

Frank got out his phone and went onto Kik.
"Hey, Gerard, what's your Kik?" He asked, briefly looking up from his phone to get a reply
"Um, let me check" Gerard said, now grabbing his phone as well, "I'm GeeWhiz17" he said, blushing. Frank chuckled.
"Hey, don't judge!" Gerard replied to the giggles, blushing and soon after giggling as well.
"Cool, I'll uh, text you later?" Frank said, heading toward the door to go back into the main hallway. Oh, the bell was about to ring. Lunch was almost over, better hurry.
"Of course!" Gerard said, excitedly. He doesn't have many friends, this could be a great opportunity.

Shortly after Frank left, the bell rang, sending hundreds of kids to their next class. Gerard hustled and tried to get to his locker before the crowd shuffled in.
He missed the chance, just like every other day. He made his way through the cliques and reached his locker to quickly grab his books and run to Art class.

Art was Gerard's favorite class, being the artist he is. But this time; he couldn't pay attention. He was wondering about who this 'Frank' was and why he had never seen him before. Well, there are about two hundred kids in his school he's never seen, but mostly freshman.

The classes past and soon enough Gerard would start his journey home. It was only a ten minute walk, but he liked to take the long way home to enjoy the scenery more. He grabbed his phone out of his pocket and took out his earbuds. Carefully putting his earbuds in, he started to play The Smashing Pumpkins radio on Pandora. All he could think about was Frank and why he would ever want to be Gerard's friend.

When he arrived at his house, he threw his book-bag on the floor in the hallway and ran up the stairs into his room, slamming the door shut. He pounced on his bed, continuing to lay down on his stomach and get his phone out to see if Frank had texted. Sure enough, he did.

***

[Frnkie started a new chat with Geesus]

Frnkie: Hi, is this Gerard?

Geesus: Yep, thats me :)

Frnkie: What's up?

Geesus: Listening to music

Frnkie: What music?

Geesus: The Smashing Pumpkins.

Frnkie: No way!

Frnkie: That's my favorite band.

Geesus: Really?

Frnkie: Totally!

Geesus: That's awesome!

Frnkie: :)

Geesus: So... I have a question

Frnkie: And what would that be?

Geesus: Why haven't I seen you in school before?

Frnkie: I avoid the hallways

Frnkie: I run around and try to get in and out as quick as possible.

Frnkie: If the jocks get to me, my life is offically

Frnkie: Over.

Geesus: Well, I have to agree with you there.

Frnkie: So, now that we're friends

Frnkie: Let's get to know eachother.

Frnkie: I'm Frank Iero, 17, I play the guitar, I have 8 dogs... That's about it.

Geesus: Woah, that's a lot of dogs! I love dogs!

Frnkie: You'll have to come over sometime, you'll get to meet them all!

Geesus: I'm Gerard Way, 17, I like drawing and making comic books, I have a hamster that my brother Mikey gave me.

Frnkie: Oh, I know Mikey! We used to be friends in elementary school, I think? xD

Geesus: Probably.

Geesus: That guy is a social butterfly. Unlike me, of course xD

Frnkie: Wanna go to Starbucks and get some coffee tomorrow during lunch, my treat?

Geesus: Aw, you don't have to!

Frnkie: Yeah, I know.

Frnkie: But I want to.

Frnkie: That's what friends do :)

Geesus: If you insist :D

Frnkie: Great! See you tomorrow.

Frnkie: Meet me by the huge fucking tree outside by the parking lot at lunchtime

Geesus: It's a date

Frnkie: It's a date

***

Gerard was planning his outfit. He knew it wasn't like a date date or anything... So he supposed it wouldn't really matter if he was all dressed up or not. But, he decided to dress nice anyway. He felt the need to impress Frank, even though Frank was the one taking him to Starbucks. Gerard got his outfit picked out and put it on his chair next to his desk in his room. He wiped off his eyeliner so he wouldn't look like a monster after his shower, and then he got his towel and took a quick shower.

Frank, on the otherhand, was full of anxiety, being the anxiety-prone guy he is. He showered and then sat down on his bed, twiddling his thumbs; coming up with conversations in his head that would never even happen. He had to make a good impression on Gerard, even though they had only just met and it wasn't even a date. Either way, he wanted to be a gentleman. He sat in his room planning things out for the rest of the night, until he finally fell asleep at midnight.