mikey way and the not-so-bad bus ride

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ugghh is there gonna be enough seats?

That was my first thought climbing onto the bus heading to my first day at Mt. Adams High School.

As I scanned the isle looking for a free seat, which there were limited options,of course. Three seater already packed with two jock-looking guys, a scrawny girl who looked younger than everyone, and another girl who just glared at anyone who so much as looked at her seat. Then, I noticed a head of black hair moving around wildly. Seeing as it was the only okay seat left and I was holding everyone up, I did that weird fast-but-slow bus walk everyone does when this happens.

"Can i sit here?"

I said a little bit breathlessly. The boy didn't seem to hear me, what with his headphones in. I sat down anyway. He looked up at me. He had big, brown,puppy-dog eyes.

damnn son he's cute

"MY NAMES PETE!"

He yelled out. I pulled one of the pods out.

"You're yelling.."

He smiled devilishly.

"Thats the point. Wakes everyone up. Anyway, what's your name man?"

"Alexander Hamilton," I joked. "No, its really Mikey."

"YOOO! DUDE... hamilton is like thE BEST."

I smiled. Maybe i would find friends here.

"Yes ohmygod... what's your favorite off the soundtrack?"

He smirked thoughtfully for a second.

still really cute oh my goddd

"Probably Right Hand Man, or Non-Stop. Whatta bout you?"

"Mine would be Burn or Hurricane, I'm a slut for act two."

He laughed, which made me smile. We continued talking, until the bus pulled into the school parking lot and the jocks began roughing around and causing trouble.

"Hey, new kid. What the hell are you doing with this faggot?"

I look up and a guy around my height was standing there.

"Don't bother with him, Jordan."

Another jock called him to him. Jordan rolled his eyes and shot daggers at Pete. 

Pete turned red, and grabbed my hand to keep moving.

hell yeah we're holding hands now

"What class do you have first?"

He broke me out of my daydreams.

"Homeroom, then science with Mrs. Muller."

"Ugh. I have homeroom, then literature with Mr. Codal."

"Can we... meet up after school maybe?"

"Hell yeah! Here's my number."

He pulled a pen out from his bag, and scratched his number on my arm.

"See ya later, yeah?"

He started to lean in, and kissed my cheek.

//ho-lee FUUUCK//

I ripped out my phone on my way too class

"GERARD YOU WILL NOT BELIEVE THIS..."