Beauty and his beast (Frerard)

Part 1

Growing up Frank's life was pretty average. He had two loving parents, two best friends, and was well fed.

The only thing that was odd was his best friend. Gerard, at the age of nine, led frank on adventures of their own.

Not only were they close but they rarely ever left each other's sides. They were so close that some people would mistake them for brothers.

As they grew older some women would eventually mistake them for lovers.

So that brings us to our current time of September first of two thousand eighteen. Frank entering his sophomore year of high school and Gerard entering his junior year.

As always they were walking side by side with Gerard's little brother Mikey right behind them.

So as they took their first steps into their school as everyone stared at them once again, Frank squeezed Gerard's arm in a nervous habit.

Looking up at the taller boy he gulped, holding his schedule in his hand tightly Frank let out a soft breath and with a whisper went on his tippy toes and spoke.

"I'll be okay Gee."

Gerard let him see a silent nod and let go of him.

If you haven't noticed already Gerard was a tad bit protective.

As Frank meekly walked towards his class Gerard watched with protective eyes.

All eyes were then on Gerard, even though Gerard was scary, he was a looker, he was adored by just everyone. However the same wasn't applied for Frankie.

Often Gerard would be asked 'why do you hang out with that wimp.'

Those people, however, never asked that question again. They learned by having to deal with a black eye or two.

As Gerard then entered his own classroom he decided that this year would be different. This year he would keep Frank safe.

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The look in his classmates faces as Frank entered the room was priceless, news had most undoubtedly spread about last years events and it had almost stopped Frank from coming back at all.

He had no sooner sat down when the whispers began. He knew of course that they were all about him.

So as he drifted off into his own small world the murmurs of his classmates were drowned out by his own thoughts.

"Frank? Are you with us?"

His English teacher, who Frank had yet to learn the name of was in the process of shaking frank from his sleep like state.

Shaking his head he looked up at his teacher with a small smile taking a glance at his schedule,

"Yes,...Mrs. ... Langton, I'm following"

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Meanwhile across the school, the elder of the pair was already causing havoc in his class. The questions of his summer were pouring out of his friends and he let the rumors begin.

Gerard had figured if he let the school talk about him it was less likely that Frank would be the center of attention.

"Yeah, I spent the summer in Miami with my brother, it was great."

He let the lies continue.

"I had chicks all over me, man."

Overall the questions Gerard only heard one.

"So if you got all these chicks why do you still hang out with the fag."

There it was, the one thing that set him off. His fist flew so fast that not one person saw it coming, not even the kid himself saw it. He felt it though. The searing pain in his right eye as he landed on the floor.