How it begins

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by literaltrash46

by literaltrash46

~Gerard's POV~

I sit there at my desk, tapping my pen waiting. The teacher not in the class.

The 2 minute warning bell goes off and kids start piling into the class. Like usual nobody sits by me. I pull out my sketch book and start to flip for an empty page.

I hear a douchie voice call from behind me

"What the fuck is that?!"

I turn to see what's going on. The boy was Carter, of course.

Carter was staring at my Exposed arms.

I quickly pull my sleeves down.

"Oh would you look at that the little emo faggot cuts himself" Carter yells as he grabs my arm and pulls down my sleeve.

His grip was tight around my fresh wounds, I yelled in pain, tears drip down my face.

"What the fuck are you doing?!" A boy in the classroom door way yells.

Carter drops my arm and walks over to the boy.

"Do you have a problem?!" Carter said as he throws the kids stuff.

"Yeah, I fucking do" The kid states as he throws his fist in carters face.

A voice comes from behind the boy.

"HEY! Boys my office now!" The principal yelled.

The boy and Carter left the class.

Who was that boy? And why did he stick up for me?

At this point the whole class was just in shock, some were staring at me and others were talking to each other. I just sat at my desk, wishing to just go home.