Frerard: I'm Not Afraid To Keep On Living

Chapter 1: I'm Not Okay (I Promise)

Gerard's POV:

First day of junior year, great. I just moved here to Trenton and I'm miserable ; my dad died so my mom, my brother, and I had to go somewhere away from our old neighborhood. It was just another day and dad got up earlier than usual and never came back, it's been hard on all of us but, especially mom.

Anyways, I don't know anyone, where to go, or what to bring so, I just grab a notebook and a few pencils and put in my headphones and hope that no one will notice me...

*1st period*

Well today I have math first, honors geometry, to be exact. Mom says she's proud of me for being smart but, she couldn't honestly give more than a single fuck about me...

A guy with black hair sits down next to me, wearing all black and blaring music from his white headphones. He seems like he could be nice but it's the first day and he's probably as sick of school as I am. I choose not to bother him but he drops his phone under my chair and I'm guessing by the look on his face he wants me to pick it up.

"Do you want me to get that for you?" I ask.

"Sure..." He doesn't smile but turns forward and puts his elbows up on the desk to prop himself up.

I pick up the phone, headphones attached and hear it playing Green Day's "American Idiot", "Your welcome and you like Green Day?"

"Thanks and yeah. My dad got me into them before he... went away." I thought that I could keep some sort of conversation going with him but, he quickly put back in his headphones. Maybe he's not always like this, I'll try to talk to him tomorrow... I really need friends.

*Lunch*

I never knew other people could be so rude, I got pushed down like five times by all the jocks and every time that happened a different person would come up to me each time and ask if I was okay.

Every time I just wanted to tell them, "I'm not okay. Now go away..." I don't need other people's help, the only thing that has helped me through this shit hole is music. And if you aren't music, I don't need you.

*After school*

"Hey, bro, you okay?" Again, there's that phrase, can't people think of anything else to say to me than that?

"Yeah, I'm completely fine, today was great and, nothing, I mean nothing, went wrong!" I said with a sarcastic tone and a fake smile.

"Okay, man, I just saw you alone before but, if everything was okay, then I'll see you at home!"

I fucking hate my life.