The Punk and The Pastel {Frerard}

Chapter 2

The big day was almost there. Gee Way was going to college. As he got most of his supplies, he went out shopping for dorm supplies. He went to Target in his black skirt and black and white sweater. People stared at him, but he didn't give a crap. Sorting through the CDs they had, someone bumped into him. It was one of his soon to be roommates, Patrick. "Hi! I'm Patrick. You must be Gerard! I've heard amazing things about you! You're art is amazing!" Gee blushed and found a Green Day CD and vinyl record. "Yeah... You must be Patrick. 'Yup! Nice to meet you!' Nice to meet you too. What did you get for the dorm so far? 'I got my bedding, bath stuff, posters, pretty much all of my dorm stuff I need!' Well that's good. How old are you? '19, why?' I'm only 16... 'What!?! No way!' Yup.... My teacher said it was because of my art.... 'That's amazing!' I guess.... I wish my brother was here. He's touring with his band... 'Aw man! That sucks!' Yeah..." They talked for a while, before Patrick realized he had a long drive the next day. He soon left. Gee sighed. Well, at least I got to meet my roommate. He seems nice.

Frank pulled into the Target and ran inside. He ran into the same aisle as Gerard. He stared at Gee in confusion and delight. "Are you a tranny or an actual girl?" He questioned as he laughed. "I'm just a feminine guy..." Gee blushed and continued looking for for CDs and records for his dorm and the drive. "Well, you sure look like a princess." Frank smirked and Gerard looked up, blushing. "I-I'm not.... 'Why are you here anyway?' L-looking for stuff f-for my dorm... 'How old are you?' S-s-sixteen...' Oh! We'll be prepared for the smell of booze everywhere, darling. They don't care about your persona, honey, all they care about is the reason why you're there." He smirked as Gerard looked down. "O-ok...." The shy feminine male grabbed his dorm stuff and prepared to leave. "Listen, honey. What college are you going to? 'I-I think... St. J-James?' That's the one I go to. Well, gotta book it. See you on moving day." Gerard looked down. Oh no. I do not want to go to college with him. He'll make it a living hell for me...