Waste My Time// frerard

*1*~ Gerard

"Gee C'mere!!" Ashley yelled from where she was standing with the cheer squad. I didn't want to go over there. None of those Girls date someone because they love them. All they do is make out and pretend. But despite how much I revolted them I knew that Ashley was my girlfriend and I had to act like a proper boyfriend. "Hi Ash...hi ladies" I said as Ashley kissed my cheek and all the other girls giggled. "Gerard tell them about that picture you drew of me the other day" she said staring at the cheerleaders. "Uh Ash I'm sorry I have to go somewhere with my Mom. Bye" I said walking away. Truthfully I didn't love Ashley no matter how much I tried I couldn't love her. I mean she was nice and caring but I simply just didn't love her. I felt someone run into my shoulder. "Oh I'm sorry" I said kneeling down to pick up my books that I dropped. "Oh no don't be sorry dude it was my fault". I knew everyone in this school but I had never heard this voice. I smelt cigarettes when he talked. He sounded kinda raspy but in a cute way. Wait what. No I think I meant in a cool way- not cute...maybe...I don't know what I'm thinking. He handed me one of my books and I noticed his tattooed hands. I looked up to see a boy with tattoos all down his neck, a nose ring, and a lip ring. His hair was in a curl stuck to his face. His eyes were kinda brown. "I- um- I gotta go" I said grabbing my book from his hands and rushing to the parking lot where my car was parked. I ducked into my car and stared strait forward. Oh my god. Do I like another boy? Am I gay? I don't know if I think he looks good in a cool way or in a crushing-on-him way. I drove to the cemetery where my grandma was buried and put roses on the grave like I did every day. And then I drove home with the sound of nothing other than the quiet radio. I didn't really have anything to do I just lied to Ashley. Sometimes I feel like I shouldn't lie to her and other times I feel like it doesn't matter anymore. Our relationship was already garbage anyways- to me at least. I sat down on my bed with my laptop in my lap when I noticed an email from my school. We have a new student joining us named Frank Iero..he will be starting on October 13. Hope you're all excited to meet him. Heres a picture of Mr. Iero

Excuse the web address up top but this is the best I could get

Oh wait I knew who this was. This was cigarette breath. Well I assume he came from a private school considering the outfit he's wearing in that picture. I clicked out of Gmail and listened to a few smashing pumpkins songs on YouTube and then I fell asleep. Sometimes I hoped that when I closed my eyes I wouldn't open them again. Sometimes I wish it would all be over. No one understood me and I don't even believe anyone tried. They just liked my face. One day they'll realize how much a pretty face is actually useless...