Gerard~
RING! It was finally lunch time. I would've appreciated it if the bell hadn't cut me off mid sentence. But c'est la vie.
"Erm alright please have that piece in for next Monday. If you don't, I'll be pissed."
That seems to have got the message across. The odd student said goodbye to me as they left. I flopped down into my spinny chair and sighed. What the fuck is the proper name for these chairs. Ah, who the fuck cares? Spinny chair sounds cute anyways.
As I reached into my bag to retrieve my phone, the door swung open and hit the wall with the bang. Only one person I know makes entrances like that...
"GERARD! HOW IS MY FAVOURITE RED HAIRED FREAK?"
"Brendon, my least favourite person."
"Aww come on Gee. I'm your fave and you know it."
"I would literally rather anyone else to be standing before me and don't call me Gee. You haven't earnt that right."
"Wow we are being catty today." Brendon stated tutting as he said so. I sighed and stood up, giving my legs a stretch.
"Sorry I'm stressed."
"Why? Because Frank won't get in your pants?" Brendon mocked
I felt slightly panicky when I heard that. Like he had found out a dirty secret he hadn't of course, Frank was just a coworker. That's all.
"No." I stated bluntly
Brendon gave me a jovial look and began shifting through the various art pieces in the ungraded pile. He looked at them each appreciatively before pulling on out.
"This is cute." He says simply holding up a drawing of a slightly wilting rose sitting in a vase.
"You have a thing for roses. It's a bit weird." I say as I arrange the papers on my desk.
"Incorrect. I have a thing for Ryan. I know he likes roses."
"Well he hates them now."
This seemed to hurt Brendon as his once smirk had faltered and now more looked like a grimace. I panicked and made a desperate attempt to change the subject. I was digging myself a hole if you will.
"So I heard that there's a local gay bar around here."
Brendon laughed slightly before answering in almost in a mocking tone.
"The Poisoned Froot. Yeah I go there a lot. I know the owner, Marina. She's a sweetheart."
"You should go there and try and get Ryan off your mind. He's getting to you Brendon, I can see that."
"Yeah thanks Gerard, you're a good buddy." He gives me a brief hug before pulling away. I watched him remove a pen from my desk before turning on his heel and slid to the door.
"All my pens have left me."
And he's gone. He's a special one. A real special case.
"Incredible." I say to no one and I leave the room swiftly to retrieve my lunch from the staff room fridge.
As I was making my way down the corridor I spotted Alex stalking out his room, brow furrowed.
"You're gonna get wrinkles if you keep doing that." I say as Alex turns around. He laughs a dry laugh before replying
"I don't have to worry about wrinkles yet however, you old man-"
"I'm not old." I say indignantly
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Emo Academy (Multi Ship)
FanfictionGerard Way, the art teacher for a run down school, seems to have a passion for art that he students don't share. Day after day is the same lines as he sits in his classroom which reeks of paint, coffee and...something. Just as Gerard thinks his l...
