Same As Always (Ferard/Rikey)

AYYYYYYYYY this is my first shot at any fanfic writing ever okay. Imma try to make it pretty long, as i have quite a few ideas. So stick with me here okay? Now enjoy the wonder of a fangirls first fanfic. c:

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Franks P.O.V

I wake up to my mom opening my blinds and turning off my alarm.

"What time is it?" I mumble as I rub the sleep out of my eyes.

"9:00" She responds.

I throw my pillow over my head

"AM or PM" I ask, expexting a sarcastic ass answer.

"Ha ha verry funny. Get up an get dressed for school." She says, leaving my room.

I get up and put on my Blink 182 tee with some black skinny jeans and red Doc Martins. I'm starting at a new school, and im not verry excited. Most of the people at my old school seemed to have a stick stuck so far up their ass that it jabbed their stomach. Maybe things will be better? Highly doubt it though.

I yell goodbye to my mom as I run out the door and to the bus stop. After what seems like a decade of stareing, the bus finaly arrives. I make sure to sit all the way in the back and make myself virtualy invisible, a skill i learned last year which served me well. When the driver picked up the kids at the next stop, 2 boys, a tall, akward looking blonde kid in a pierce the veil shirt, and a shorter, but still taller than me (which isnt saying much) bright red haired kid in a metallica shirt, sit in the seat right next to me.

I put in my headphones and try to make myself smaller, as not to disturb their breathing room, when the blonde kid taps my shoulder.

I take out my headphones, trying to be "polite" as my mother calls it.

"Yes?" I ask.

"I LOVE YOUR SHIRT DUDE." He says with a gigantic grin plastered on his face.

I look arround "Mine?"

He responds with an excited nod.

"Well thanks dude. Your shirt is awesome too. Pierce the Veil is one of my favorite bands."

This really got him. He got a look of shock and shook his brother, making him pull out his earbuds aswell.

"What do you want mike-"

"This dude is cool. He likes bands. Make friends." He blurts out, cutting him off.

"Um, may i ask who you are?" I ask, confused.

"Oh sorry dude. I'm mikey. This is Gerard, my older brother." He says, holding out his hand, which i reluctantly shake.

"We're here." Gerard mutters while sinking lower into his seat.

I look out the window at my new school, Mirror Valley High. Nothing really looks different from my old school. Except maybe the varsity jackets and cheerleader uniforms.

Right when Mikey, Gerard, and I walk out of the bus, they pull me over to a tree next to the school where Mikey claims "nobody ever sees" anything that happens. Thats when i finaly get a good look at Gerard. I'll admit. He is cute. Like really cute. He's pretty fit too hey sign me up.

"Psst. Dude. Are you still here?" Mikey asks looking worried.

"Uh yeah, sorry." I say, looking away from Gerard.

"You still never told us your name." Mikey says

"My name....... OH MY NAME. Frank Anthony Iero at your service. Feel free to call me Frankie, Fag, Iero, Weak, or Pathetic if you so desire." I say, grinning.

They both exchange worried glances right as the bell rings. When I walk in, im surprised nothing happens right away. Infact, nothing happens until lunch. When the douchebags are trying to defend their "territory." and act as douchebaggy as possible to try and impress their girlfriends. Ha and to think i honestly thought that I would go the entire day being untouched. That was, ofcourse, until I was shoved against a locker in my attempt to get to the lunch room.

"Hey short stuff. Where ya headin'?" The asshole asks, spitting in my face a little.

I roll my eyes "Oh like I havent heard that one before."

"What did you say pipsqueak?" He says, shoving me into the locker again.

"I said I was just on my way to see my boyfriend. Pipsqueak" I respond, onunciating the P.

He knees me in the stomach. "Well that didnt help your situation verry much now did it?"

After a dozen or so kicks to the side and back, (I was protecting my stomach, another skill which has served me well.) They eventualy got bored and left.

After laying there for what seemed like forever after they left, I said to hell with lunch, I dont need it anyways, and decided to find the music room. It was better than i expected. After looking arround for a little bit, I decided to grab one of the guitars, (a pretty one that faded from black to dark blue) and go into the auditorium an play for a bit.

I came on to the stage, sat there, and started playing the intro to Bother by Stone Sour.

I started singing:

I wish I was, to dead to cry, the self afliction fades.

I started hearing someone singing with me. I saw a mop of red hair and stopped playing.

"Gerard! Am I bothering you? I'm so sorry." I say, quickly putting down the guitar.

"No, no keep playing. I like that song." He replies with a silly grin on his face.

We start off kind of shy, but by the first chorus, we mightaswell be preforming.

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What did you gize think? Too long? Just right? Anything that I could improve? Tell me what you think.