Oh, Sugar (frerard)

Chapter 1

I picked up the books which had been tore from my hands as people walked by. "Fucking idiots.." I muttered under my breath. It was Monday. I hated Mondays, but who didn't? I slowly stood up, only to be shoved into my locker door. I looked up to see Damani, the biggest bully at my school, towering over me. Well, everyone towers over me because I'm only 5 feet tall but still.

"'Sup, Faglin?" he said. Cute nickname huh? He gets it from my first name, Franklin, or Frank. And the fag part comes from the fact that I'm gay.

I turned away from him, no way was I getting my lip ring ripped out by him again. No way. I heard him shouting for me to come back and I started running. I soon heard Damani and a few of his "friends" running an shouting after me.

"Shit. Shit. Shit. Fuck!" I said to myself as I ducked into what I thought to be an empty classroom.

Oh how wrong I was about that. I had heard that the school would be getting a new art teacher a few days before, but I was not expecting to accidentally walk into what I did.

I saw my music teacher, Mr. Bryar, shirtless and straddling who I assumed to be the very shocked and frightened new art teacher. He had green paint smudged onto his white button up shirt and Mr. Bryar held a wet rag and was dabbing the spot.

The door closed with a small 'clink' and both turned to me. Faces redder than a rose. No. Scratch that. Redder than the shaved sides of my faux hawk.

Mr. Bryar gulped.

"Mr. Iero, shouldn't you be at lunch?"

It felt as if I couldn't talk, but I forced the sound that was my voice out to form words.

"Uhh... yeah... I'll just go now..."

I left the room, but as soon as I did, I threw up at the thought of my music teacher shirtless an doing what ever the hell that was. But then I blushed. I blushed because I thought of the new art teacher. He looked so innocent, not knowing what to do. He also looked absolutely beautiful with his jet black hair framing his face, and eyeliner smudged around his hazel eyes. I decided to skip the rest of the day. I had a lot of thinking to do.

All because I, Franklin Anthony Iero, have a crush on my art teacher.

So yeah. First chapter. Really short I know, I'm disappointed too. I REALLY hope they get longer as the story progresses and more stuff happens.

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