Homophobia is Gay

Lunch

Ola

...................................I don't have anything to say.............................

bye :3

Gerard's P.O.V

As I was walking to the café with frank, I wondered if I could get him to hang out with me sometime outside of school, Yup very original.  I tried to remember what sort of things he was interested in, Drawing, music, writing poetry? I had no clue because I had just met him.

I was shaken out of my thoughts when the short boy beside me tapped me on the shoulder,

" do you want us to sit with my friends or  just the two of us?" he asked.

"ummm, could we sit with your friends" I responded, he looked sorta disappointed at my response and I felt guilty for an unknown reason.  Now don't get me wrong I would sit with him any day of my life , but I was afraid if we sat alone together I would say something embarrassing because of my slow brain and fast mouth.

Together we walked toward a table where Victoria and a few others were seated.

"Hey fuckers" Frank said rather loudly as he sat down.  I was afraid that a teacher would hear him but there was no reaction from anyone or anything in the café.

Victoria responded with a quick hi then continued with her conversation. Two people at the table acknowledged my presence before asking.

"who's this frank?' one of the two guys asked laughing a bit then snickered to his friends.

"He's franks new boyfriend" some girl at the back of the table said.  At this I felt my face and the back of my neck get hot, I quickly looked away to try to calm myself down.  After that, I felt really awkward because what she said was what I hoped to happen.

Wait.  No.  holdup.  He's probably straight and even if he wasn't, he probably wouldn't like me .

Coincidentally Franks face looked redder than a tomato when I looked back at him. Some guy I didn't know patted the space in between me and frank gesturing for me to sit down. 

He had Dark brown hair, Clear skin and dark eyes, overall he looked like the type person you could trust with your secrets and would always have your back.  He was wearing a plain white t shirt with a black hoodie over it and black skinny jeans.

I sat down awkwardly since my face was redder than Youtube's play button, then gave the guy a quick glance and mouthed a quick thank you.  After that I just sat there quietly and occasionally joining the conversation. 

SHALIYAH'S P.O.V

Eventually, the bell rung and the teacher released me from religion class, but not before giving us homework.  I'm going straight to the point with this : Religion class sucks. The teacher is just lectures us and expects us to pay attention and be interested in that, I mean like really? Anyway though that's not important.

When the teacher finally dismissed us, I raced down the hallways, shoved my books in my locker and grabbed my phone and headphones like I did everyday before lunch.  I quickly slammed my locker door shut and was about to walk away.

"you really shouldn't write with sharpie on your skin you know" some random girl said from infront me.  "The sharpie ink has many chemicals in it that could cause ---

"I don't care if it's bad for my skin" I said before she could finish her sentence.  I tried to walk around her but she just kept getting in my way.

"but that could----

"tell me when I care" I  just flipped her off, then strutted away like a sassy leopard not even looking back to see her reaction.    :3