Hunger and Highs (BEING REWRITTEN)

Eighteen- Frerard Extra

THIS is not Joshler, it is completely and utterly irrelevant to the entire story but I feel as if this is needed because not enough teachers actually bring attention to how their students are acting and even though this is more of a biased type thing, it still applies. 

Warning! There is student x teacher in this chapter and kinda sort of mature content but not really idk yet, you don't have to read this. THAnks!

~Gerard~

Class was the same as usual, I never really paid attention to whether or not what I was saying was even relevant to anything in school. Everyday was the same, I would preach about ten minutes worth of pointless things, I would get off on something more interesting, and then assign them something to do for homework. My classes, they were all pretty good about doing their work and even though my tests weren't easy, everyone passed them. I considered myself a good teacher, one that was fun and easy going and yet kids still learned from me. 

But you always had that one kid, the one that just couldn't seem to get the grades, and it's probably because he can't keep his eyes open half the time. He was very intriguing to me, this boy was. I almost captivated by this boy, this boy named Frank Iero. Even his name was interesting to me, and I couldn't get him out of my head. Maybe it was my instincts of being a teacher that was coming out and making me want to make sure that he was okay, especially now as he slept through another lecture of mine. I don't know how I kept on track when all I did was stare at him from the corner of my eye. The students would often snicker, because they thought that it irritated me for him to sleep through my class. However, that was not the case at all. I knew what it was like to never get any sleep at home because of something with my family, I never did get much sleep during the night with the fear that I wouldn't wake up or maybe my little brother, Mikey, wouldn't wake up if I went to sleep.

Yeah, that's how bad it was. We never knew what to expect when we got home, so we always walked in together because if we learned anything, it was that neither of our parents would do anything too drastic if both of us were together. We even slept- more like he slept- in the same room together. My parents never stooped low enough to actually hurt us to an extreme, but it definitely was not the healthiest of places. However, even though that was what I went through, I wasn't sure exactly what it was that he had to endure. He could have the happiest life for all I knew and he just stayed up too late playing video games. Then again, he could also have the worst kind of life; he could be depressed, he could live in an abusive home, he could have a sleeping disorder. Whatever it was though, I wanted to help him. 

"So, as I was saying about how to not do your makeup," I said, noticing that it was getting closer to time to leave. "Ladies, and guys if you're into that, please do not apply makeup like it is a paint because if you need that to make you 'look prettier' then you're an alien because no one is ugly enough to literally have to put a mask on. Seriously, when you sweat it's like you're face is coming off and it's terrifying, really. Class dismissed, read pages whatever through twenty-six in your novels, and Mr. Iero see me after class if you will." I said with a wave of my hand. I noticed that Frank's eyes were drooping, but he was trying really hard to stay awake. I heard some of the other kids snicker as I said that too, and I resisted the urge to glare at them until they set on fire. 

I sat down on my desk and waited for the sluggish boy to walk over to me. I was patient with him, seeing as how this was my planning period and I didn't have to worry about him being embarrassed by being in front of other kids. I knew what it was like to be paranoid about what others thought, even if I knew they could care less about me. There was just something about this boy though, whether it was his naturally black hair, or his honey colored hazel eyes, or his unhealthily pale skin, or whether his arms were always covered by long sleeves, and if the sleeves were rolled up, I could see the residue of foundation on his arms as well. It was some good foundation, whatever brand he used though. 

"Y-you wanted to see me, sir?" He asked quietly, fidgeting with his fingers as if he was a nervous wreck on the inside, and I would be if I were him. I mean, if the teacher whose class I always slept in asked me to stay after and talk, I would be screaming internally and panicking. I felt my already soft gaze soften even more due to how careful he was being, and he wasn't making eye contact either. 

"Yes, yes I did. You see Frank, You're a very bright young man, you know that right?" I started off with, and it was true from what I'd seen in his essays that I had the kids do in the beginning of the year, so I could see where they all were. His eyes were wide and snapped up at me. "With that being said, you're grades are not where they should be and I would like to help you get back to where I know you are." I informed him and he bit his lip and dear god forgive me but that was the most attractive thing I'd ever seen. I was a teacher, not a pedophile. 

"W-well, I just haven't been sl-sleeping well at night. If I could just fix that, then I'm sure everything will be f-fine." He stuttered and I raised an eyebrow at him. I noticed that he was only slightly shorter than me, which made him even more cute because I wasn't that tall. I scolded myself internally for thinking that. 

"I've also noticed that, the part about you not sleeping enough, and that's what I mainly wanted to talk about with you." I said and his face paled. I softened my tone, no longer wanting to just be that teacher that cared about his students, and wanting more to be a friend for him. "Look, I don't know what you go through at home, but I came from an abusive home so if you ever think that I won't understand you're very wrong because I do. I don't care if you've been doing drugs, I will help you regardless." I informed and he just looked at me for a long second before he did something I didn't really expect. I expected him to awkwardly thank me or say that nothing was going on, but no, that didn't happen. He hugged me. At first I was frozen still in shock, not being able to move or function properly for a few seconds. 

But that was a few seconds, as soon as I realized what was happening, I wrapped my arms around his thin waist. The body heat radiating off of him and into my skin felt good, and I felt as if I might be able to do something good for once. I had always felt pretty worthless, and that wasn't entirely my fault. My parents, most specifically my dad, had always told me that I didn't mean anything to anyone and that I never would. I was always okay with them telling me that because it usually meant that they wouldn't tell Mikey anything like that. Mikey had always been the only thing I really cared about while still in high school, but not so much these days. He was on his own, he was making his own decisions. 

However, while I was very happy that he was out of that environment, it made me feel incredibly useless. I needed a reason to try, I needed a reason to get up everyday and actually live without just going through the motions. I needed to live. Sure, being attracted to a teenager wasn't exactly the best way to do it, but it sure didn't seem like the worst thing in the world. 

"I'm available after school, at anytime if you'll listen." He whispered softly and I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. I was glad that he was letting me have this opportunity to help him, of course I would have passed him anyway but that's beside the point. I breathed him in, not trying to be weird of course, you dirty minded bastards, and the scent was welcoming and warming. It was created by some cologne, it wasn't faked by detergent, it was natural. 

"I'll always be here to listen." 

This is, like I said before, completely irrelevant and there will be another chapter dedicated to this lil ship here in the future, just not right now. I will (hopefully) have an actual chapter for the main characters AND WE'RE FINALLY GETTING TO THE CLIMAX YAY ORGASMS IDEK

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