Oh my Gosh, you guys keep coming back to read more? :O Oh my Gosh, I'm so happy *Fangirls* Okay, okay, so... Someone new is coming into this chapter!! *Everyone gasps in shock*
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We were both rushing to music and I accidently rushed away from Fred.... It's because I'm not used to waiting for people as I never have any fucking friends.
"Hey, hey, wait up! I don't know where to go remember?" He yelled as he giggled slightly.
I laughed and waited for him, then replied when he got close enough to hear me. "Sorry Fredddd".
He started laughing hysterically, and I mean he was laughing his fucking balls off!
"What? What did I do? Is something stuck on my back again? Is something on my face?" I asked him, panicking a bit.
He caught his breath then said "no, your face is fine but umm... my name isn't Fred, it's Frank" a few more giggles slipped out.
"Oh, oh my shit! Your laugh! How? You're so small then you laugh like a full sized fangirl when she has a spaz out moment" was all I could say.
He raised an eyebrow and suddenly turned his sass on and replying with "Bitch please! I ain't small! I'm vertically challenged alright?"
Vertically challenged? What the actual fuck? Don't laugh Emily, don't laugh at his stupidity!!!
I couldn't help but burst out laughing at him.
"Come on woman! We're late" Shit! We'd been standing in the corridor for 10 minutes. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!!!!
"Shit" I screamed and practically dragged Frank to our music room.
"Um... Uhh.. sorry we're late mister-" I cut myself off after realizing that Mr Gallagher wasn't standing in the room, instead, an average sized man with shoulder length, bright RED hair and believe me, it was fucking bright! It actually kinda hurt my eyes... It was hot though, and the guy was pretty cute.
"Wh-who are you?" I managed to spit out to the man standing in the class.
"Oh, hey! Are you guys in this class? I'm Mr Way, the new music teacher." He smiled. Wow, why's he so happy? Ah well, I don't care..... It's actually really nice to have a happy teacher, especially on a Monday!
"Oh, w-well, I'm Mughana-Rose, and th-this I-is Fr-frank." I stuttered.
"Mughana-Rose? You aren't on the register" he asked.
"I-I'm actually called E-Emily. Emily Ha-Harrison." Fuck you stutter and social awkwardness! Fuck you! Fuck you. And your mum. And your brother!!!
"Oh, Emily. Hi! So that's why you're stuttering! You're the girl that doesn't like talking to people, right?"
"O-only p-people I don't kn-know"
"Well, that's just fine" he smiled again "You don't have to talk to me just yet if you don't want to. But I have heard some of your past, and I want you to know that I'm here if you ever want to talk about anything okay?"
I nodded.
"And who are you?" Mr Way asked looking towards Frank.
"I'm Frank, sir. Frank Iero" DAFUQ? I can't say that! Is that Italian? I'm just calling him Frank aero, like the chocolate and having done with it!
"Ah, yeah. Here you are. First day huh?"
"Yes sir"
Woah! These guys have the same accent!
"Are y-you f-f-from New J-jersey?" I asked the teacher.
"Yeah, how'd you know? You been?"
"Nope, b-but Frank's f-from th-there"
He smiled at me.
"Well.. We'd better get started then.. Nobody else turned up so it's just us three. I'll give you guys 20 minutes to do whatever you want in here, then I'll tell you what you're doing today" he told us.
I automatically walked over to my seat, took out my pens and paper and continued writing one of my songs. Frank was messing about with an electric guitar. Wow, he's good! I play guitar, but not quite like that. I was thinking of the next verse to my song before I realized that Mr Way was standing next to me trying to see what I was doing. I looked up and raised my eyebrows in that 'What's up?' manner. He smiled and chuckled slightly before asking if he could read what I'd wrote. I nodded and handed him the pieces of paper.
"Wow, Emily! Did you write these yourself?" His face still in shock.
"Y-yes s-sir. C-could y-you call m-me M-Mughana-Rose please?" I replied.
"Sure, sorry. My bad. Hey, could you come back in here at lunch time?"
I nodded with a confused look on my face.
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"Can I please go for a cigarette now?" Frank asked me.
"Sure, I'll take you." I walked him to an ally near the school. It's made for the teachers to smoke there, but I never see any teachers here, not smoking anyway. I saw Miss Anderson a few times and she took my fags (cigarettes). I pulled out a box of fags. I pulled one out and held the box in front of him signalling for him to take one. He took one and said he'd give it back later. We both lit them and started puffing.
"Ah, this feels so good right now" I sighed.
"I know right? Eugh! At least music was good! And the teachers kinda hot"
WOAH! I was surprised, pretty shocked actually! So shocked that I almost choked on the smoke.
"Woah, you're gay?" I asked. Well, that sounded slightly rude and homophobic.
Frank chuckled and shook his head "Nah, bat for both teams.. if ya get what I mean?"
I started spazzing out with a cigarette in my hand.
"Dude, are you okay?" He giggled.
I nodded and smiled. Just then, Mr Way walked down the ally. My eyes widened and me and Frank froze.
"Ah Shit!" Frank muttered under his breathe.
Mr Way laughed and carried on walking down the ally toward us. If this motherfucker tries to take my fags I swear I'll shave his hair off and glue it on his dick!
"I wont tell anyone if you don't" he whispered as he lit a fag.
"Agreed" I whispered with a sigh of relief.
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So, there it issss....... It's a bit shit but there isn't much I can write like any sane person when I have Mama blasting down my ears, ya know?
You guys know what to do!
~ Skylerr
