"Gerard!! you up? It's your first day at Concord High! Your gonna be late" my eyes Jolted open. It was my mom Screaming For me from the bottom of the stairs. I checked the time. 6:50 AM
"...Shit.." I Quickly got up and put on my ugly Cacky Pants, a white T shirt and my blue Jacket to go over it. I ran down the stairs trying not to trip over my untied laces.
"Okay! I'm here! I'm ready!" I said Some what excitedly.
"Uh, forgetting something Gerard?" I gave her a strange, confused look. "..Your Red tie?" My mouth widened. I ran up Stairs grabbed my tie and quickly tied it, as well as tied my shoes. I Ran in Mikeys room to see if he was even awake.
"MIKES WE GOTT- " he was allready dressed ready to go. Makeing sure he had everything.
"HA, knew you'd wake up late. You were up drawing."
"..How did you?-"
"Gerard. You were up till 2:00 AM Singing to Green day. And I know that when you listen to Green Day, you feel Creative." He's right, Mikey is my little brother he knows too much about me.... Its allmost freaky.
"yeah..Well let's go." We ran down stairs and got into the Van, Mikey turned on the radio and we were both greeted by some Guns and Roses Playing. November Rain was playing, and Mikey pretend to Play Bass while I sang. "'Cause nothing lasts forever An' we both know hearts can change
An' it's hard to hold a candle In the cold November rain..." The somg soon ended. It was my favorite by them. It's so beautiful.
We pulled up to the school. It looked so artistic. Hopefully they have art classes. We walked in the school and we're greeted by the Councilor.
"Hello! You must be Gerard and Mikey Way?" We both nodded. "Great! Here are both of your guyses schedules... Any questions?" There was no art on here. mom told me they had An art class here..
"Uhm.. Is there anyway I can change my schedule..?" The Councilor looked at me and smiled.
"Nope! All Classes are final." He smiled once more . "Why? Do You ask?"
"Well the only reason while I agreed to come to this place is because my mother told me there was an art class." Mikey shifted away from us.
"There are no art classes what so ever here. We believe Art and Painting I a distraction, and will Harm the Human Mind. We only have sports, cooking, And financial services!"
No art? I laughed angerly.
"Art and Painting isn't a distraction!! If anything Sports and Financial Shit or what ever the hell is, is. Art isn't a Distraction It's a Fucking talent!!" I was somewhat screaming. The Councilor looked at me Glared evily as he walked away.
"Faggot..." He wisperd As he Ran I to my Shoulder. He was about my age. Couldn't be older than 18, He must have been elected or something. I grabbed his shoulder and turned him around.
"Excuse me Sir. But what the fuck did you just call me?" Mikey was gone by now. He must have went to class. He looked me up and down.
"I said You are a Faggot. Would you like me to spell it out for you?" This was fucking insane. He Had to he fucking with me. He couldn't be the Councilor. He must've been assigned to meet us or something, show us around the school.
"no I wanna know what the fuck your name is, or do I need to Make this Short. Just like You" I poked at him. He was about a foot or so shorter than me.
"the names Frank, Frank Iero." He searched my face for emotion. I walked away and went to class. We both saw what looked like the principal and went our separate ways.. or that's what we thaught
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Secretly Together -Ferard
Fanfiction"no I wanna know what the fuck your name is, or do I need to Make this Short. Just like You" I poked at him. He was about a foot or so shorter than me. "the names Frank, Frank Iero." He searched my face for emotion. I walked away and went to class...
