Kicked Out Out Of Deciet- Frerard

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Frank was never good at goodbyes. Or so he thinks. That's why he didn't try to make friends. He formed a plan to get out of every conversation without any form of a goodbye.

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Gerard is a boy who is intrigued by Frank. He wants to figure out how he tocks. He is also a boy who hides behind different hair colors and a notebook. He writes lyrics inside the lines and doodles in the margins. He makes while comics based on the song he's writing. Gerard is also a boy that is an out cast. He's picked on for being bi.

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Buzz, buzz, buzz.

Frank slams his hand down on his alarm. It shuts uo. But now his hand hurts. whatever.

He rolls out of bed, unprepared for the cold. Maybe pajamas would of been a good idea.

He changes into a plain black shirt with a red tie. A tie or bow tie is required at his school. He does the skinny jeans dance as he pulls on his black jeans.

After quickly brushing the black and long part of his hair, and making sure the blonde shaved part wasn't being crazy, he rushed downstairs, eats an apple before running back upstairs and brushing his teeth.

Running back downstairs, and almost falling due to the fact that socks and wooden floors don't mix, he puts on a black and white pair of chucks, grabs his backpack and runs off to the bus stop three minutes away.

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Nobody knows him, but he knows everyone. He knows that John like to trip people, and Josh doesn't let anyone sit with him. He also knows Gerard likes to listen to music and is Trevors favorite spit ball target. He knows that Gavin picks his nose and is a total flirt, and Gavyn also picks his nose, but he wears his pants to low, so he doesn't even have to bend down for you to see his crack. He probably also does crack.

Frank sits in the one person seat when the bus pulls up a minute later and watches everybody.

He feels bad for Gerard. Honestly, if he could trust him, he would talk to him. Don't wanna risk a friendship.

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Gerard pov(one of the rare times, maybe),

I climb into the bus and sit in my usual seat. I shove my ear buds in my ears and let David Bowie drown out the world(I don't know any of his music, so, I'm not gonna do anything special with that. When I misspelled that, and spelled it as hat, gay was what it wanted to auto correct to, I love my tablet for that, no matter how much it hates to charge).

Frank's stop is next, and then trevors. Bleck, that guy loved spitballs. And the color pink. Bleck.

The bus pulls up to Frank's stop and the sexy man slouches onto the bus. I do have a slight crush on a guy I don't know. But he seems like he knows a lot. He just doesn't talk to anyone and I want to find out why.