The story of how Gerard Way totally isn't in love with his student Frank Iero.
The story of how Frank Iero totally isn't in love with his teacher Gerard Way.
Here is a story of how I fell in love with my art teacher.
Here are 8 things about me you should know.
My name is Frank Iero
I'm hella gay
I'm 18
I have a major crush on my teacher
My mom left me to basically live alone in the house so she can be out doing drugs all day (But she still lives there)
My dad passed away when I was only 10
My birthday is on Halloween
I am in a band ..... It is Wednsday.
Today was the day I was going to finally bring it out of me and flirt with Mr.Way.
Mr.Way didn't respond to girls when they would flirt towards him. At first I thought it was because he was keeping it professional, but as time led on, I noticed teachers flirting with him.
He would decline girls offers often and never has he mentioned a girl he liked the entire year.
I was so nervous walking to class. I had Pete, Ray, and Patrick next to me. They weren't sure if I should actually go through with it but I was determined.
Who knows what will happen.
"Are you sure" I hear Patrick ask before we step into class. I nodded my head and confidently walked in class.
Now let's let it be known I am a terrible flirt. Terrible flirt.
This wasn't going to be the easiest thing I have done.
I sat down in my desk and looked up at Mr.Way.
Oh no. I'm getting way to nervous. But this has to start somewhere.
Then again this might just be the stupidest thing I have ever done.
"Frank are you ok" Mr. Way asked. While I was busy day dreaming, he made his way over to my desk.
We only had two more months in this school. I can't wait to leave. No one here knows me except for my emo group and my teachers.
Whenever a teacher called my name no one bothered to turn there head to look at me. Everyone hated me and I didn't blame them.
"Frank are you ok" Mr. Way repeated.
I must have gotten lost in thought.
"I will be as soon I can call you mine" I said without thinking.
That was the most stupidest thing that has ever come out of my mouth.
"Um, stay after class Frank" he said before walking away towards his desk. Uh oh.
"Alright class today we are going to be drawing. You are allowed to draw whatever you want with one exception" he took a pause to make eye contact with me. "No one bothers me. Except Frank. Frank can sit right next to me."
I gulped before moving to the front of the class. I sat behind his desk and pulled out a peice of paper beginning to sketch something.
I have no idea what I was drawing. My brain was directing my hand. As I was sketching I looked away to look up at the class. Everyone's eyes were wide and staring next to me.
I hesitantly turn my head, to see Mr. Way leaning over the desk just staring at me. "You okay Mr. Way" I asked. He jumped out of his gaze and went straight to his work.
The class slowly went from a whisper to a loud chatter. I took that time to look at Mr.Way.
He was really intent on the work he was grading. I turned back to my work and finished my drawing. It was okay.
Like I said I hadn't planned it, my hand was just moving on its own.
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When I looked over my drawing I smirked slightly.
I look over at Mr.Way, Who is still, and slightly nudge him. He looks up with a small 'hmm'.
I move my paper to where he can see it. He flinches when he realizes what it is. "Frank really" he states.
"Yes, really, I wanted to show you what we would look like in the future." I say with a bright smile on my face.
He smirks and shakes his head.
"You're So c-" he started but he was cut off by the phone. It wasn't the class phone. No. It was his personal phone.
He picked it up off the desk and answered. He put his finger in the air signalling for me to wait.
"Oh my god are you serious" he whisper/yelled. He jumped up from his desk and started packing his things.
"Okay, Okay, I'll be right there." He whispered into the phone.
He hung up the phone and tugged his jacket over his shoulders. "Alright class, quiet down." He said.
The class came to a complete stop with the talking.
"I'm sorry but I'm going to be leaving for the rest of the day. There was an emergency. My son's mother called and she can't pick him up."
"YOU HAVE A KID" my friends and I yelled at the same time.
He nodded.
"Yes I have a kid and his mom has just had an incident on the way to pick him up so I need to go get him" he said.
He swung his bag over his shoulder. "And as for you, Frank, I'm gonna take your drawing home for further inspection." He said.
I nodded and handed him my drawing. "Oh here."
He hands me a packet that looks like another project for me to do but on the top right was his number.
"Do this until I get your picture back to you" he said before winking and calling the front office.
Everyone was staring at me. I had no idea why. Maybe they saw the wink. "Anyway I will see you guys tommorow" he said as the sub entered the class.
He didn't even tell us what we wanted to do. He didn't tell us if we have homework or anything.
The bell rings not to long after and we all pile out of the class.
"Why did he give you a packet and not anybody else?" Pete asked me.
"That's between me and Mr.Way" I said with a wink.
