The Babysitter {Frerard}

*This Whole Thing Was Stupid*

I had never felt so bummed about someone blowing me off before, usually I was fine with it and would just go and find someone else but I couldn't stop thinking about that stupid art teacher. I was thinking about ways to talk to him when I realised I was still supposed to babysit for his kid.

Maybe I should text him?

Ugh, I sound like a dumb teenage girl. Well I am two out of those three things.

Fuck it. I got my phone out of my pocket and texted the beautiful Mr Gee Way.

F:Yano, I still need money for a new guitar...

G:I told you to leave me alone.

F:We both know that's not what you really want. Is it, Sir?

It took a few moments before he replied.

G:Even if it's not what I want, it's what's best for both of us.

F:It is though! This guitar is my future and you're taking it away from me! Surely as a teacher that's the worst thing you can do to a student.

G:Fine. But this is purely babysitting and we won't be in the same room for longer than a few minutes.

F:Don't worry sir, a few minutes is all I need ;)

G:I'll see you Thursday night, Frank.

Everyone always wants what they can't have. Knowing that no matter what, nothing would come of Mr Way and I makes me more determined to try. I truly am a weird little shit.

Oh well.

Who even cares?

Not me.

Thursday couldn't come fast enough. For some reason I wanted more than to be close with my art teacher physically.

I did not just say that. Sometimes I even surprise myself with how gay I am. For now, I'm just going to try to get enough money for my guitar. Wow, I'm actually being responsible for once. Well, I doubt planning on dropping out of high school to be in a band is responsible. But, yaknow.

Maybe one day I'll be a good boy and settle down. Too bad we don't all have the option to.

All I really want is something in my life that is permanent. Is that too much to ask? Everything around me is constantly changing. And yeah, I guess it can be intriguing, but suppose I want to feel secure for once in my life. Just suppose I don't want to constantly be changing for once. Ugh what am I even doing?

Fuck me. Maybe this whole thing is stupid and I should just focus on good grades and school.

Ha, nice one.

I wonder how much would change if I actually tried instead of bumming about and trying to fuck my friends and teachers?

Guess we'll never know...

School was a drag, like usual. The only good thing about it was fooling around with Pete in the janitors closet again. Man I do feel sorry for the poor soul that is forced to work there.

I hadn't really seen much of Pete since he met Mikey. Granted, they only met this morning. But I know Pete, usually he's attached to me like a leech.

I wasn't too bothered though. As long as Pete was there when I needed him he could spend as much time as he wanted with the new kid. It gives me more time to think about how I'm supposed to get Mr Way. God I'm such a creep.

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Sorry it's so short but I'm really running out of things to write. Amy ideas or suggestions would be greatly appreciated. Also! If you have any ideas for my one shot book I'd gladly write them.