plastic flowers || frerard

chapter 1

gerard's pov

mikey finally convinced me to go to ray's party tomorrow night. it's not the type of party that you're probably thinking of.

it's not the one where you pass out in someone's backyard or someone probably overdosing in the bathroom.

with ray's family, its in a lovely banquet hall where you dress up fancily and eat whatever fancy meal that caters serve to you.

i didn't want to go see a bunch of kids from school that i haven't seen in 2 years. i dropped out for a reason and one reason only, to never see them again.

well after frank made the first two (and only) months of high school completely miserable.

i would spend nights crying myself to sleep and faking millions of illnesses just so i didn't have to go to school.

it came to the point where i just dropped out and moved to a cyber school. i don't have any friends at all anymore.

i bet frank has a whole gang of friends ready to beat someone up at a playground. i have a sketchbook and mikey, he's my only friend.

it doesn't help that i'm a lonely fuck who's desperate for friends but as soon as it comes to social gatherings, im a wreck.

i stared at myself in the bathroom mirror, looking on how much i've changed since i dropped out.

now i have short black hair that desperately needs to be washed. someone's hair can obviously change how people recognize them. i don't think any of those kids would expect 'the long black haired emo kid' to actually cut his hair short.

i was interrupted by mikey banging on the door "gerard, i want to take a shower. hurry up!"

i slammed the door open to mikey holding 8 towels "first of all, why are you taking a shower at 3am. anyway you have the whole bathroom to yourself, i'm going to bed."

he dashed passed me "maybe im getting ready for tomorrow, something you should be doing."

"i'll get ready in the morning, now goodnight asshole." i yelled as i plopped on my bed.

and i was out like a light.

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"wake up, asshole." is the first thing i hear as mikey threw a pillow at me.

"i'm awake, what do you want?" i mumbled to him.

"the party starts at 4pm and it's already 2pm, get ready you lazy-"

i cut him off "you know what, i'm just going to go looking like i rolled out of bed if you're going to keep bugging me about it."

"have it your way." mikey said as he walked out of my room. i don't know how to mentally prepare myself for this.

i'll just follow mikey around or just sit at a table in the corner, praying for death to hit me now.

i threw my tv on to let the time pass by until mikey comes barging in here telling me to get ready again.

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"gerard, im leaving in 20 minutes. get ready!" mikey yelled from the top of the steps.

i stumbled over to my closest and  threw out the first three things i find, which happened to be black clothing. i teased my hair a little so i didn't have complete bed head.

i'm forced to look somewhat presentable to a bunch of kids that probably don't care about my existence.

mikey was on the couch, eagerly waiting for the clock to hit 3:30.

"i'll wait for you outside." i yelled into the living room. i went to go smoke before the most exciting day of my life.

i sat on the porch and stared into the clouds while going through a list of things in my head that i could possibly do at his party.

i tried to remember what possible kids could be going to it, i didn't really remember anyone that i particularly hated until i remembered: frank iero.

what if he's there? i don't want to see that devil ever again. i can't believe i spent almost my whole life with him.

mikey came outside and the first thing i did was question him "hey, do you know if frank iero's going to the party?"

"oh frank? i don't know."

"well, have you seen him around school at all?" im going to question him as much as i possibly can before we leave.

"yeah, he's in some of my classes. he doesn't talk much except whenever he's at his lunch table. i hear him across the cafeteria everyday."

"does ray talk to him?"

"well frank says hi to ray everytime he walks past our table so i guess you consider that talking. just come on and get in the car already."

i hopped into the car, even more nervous than i was before. this is going to be a disaster.