School

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"Chloe.....Chloe!....Chloe." I rolled over and opened my left eye. There was Gerard, smiling and beautiful. "Come on. We gots to go to school." He kissed my cheek and walked out of the room. I stretched and picked out my cloths. I decided on black skinny jeans, an Avenged Seven Fold shirt, and my Slayer hoodie.

I straightened my hair, did my make up, and went down stairs. "Goodmorning Sunshine!" I squished up my face. He was to cheery in the morning. I grabbed a pop tart and sat at the table. We all ate in silence till Gerard said,"We'd better go. We still have to get Frank and Ray." I nodded and we walked out the door.

Frank and Ray were already waiting on Franks door step. I ran up to them and hugged them. "How are you guys?"

"We're....okay. How about you guys?"

"We're doing alright to. Ready for school?" Frank made a big deal of rolling his eyes. I laughed and we started walking to school.

We all had our black converse, black jeans, and some sort of band shirt. You could tell we were all friends. "Gerard, are there any kids like us there?"

"Actually, not really. Me and Mikey are 'those kids.'" I looked at him and made a face.

"Society is a big piece of CRAP if you ask me."

"Fronkeeeh says society can-" He got cut off by a loud car coming down the road. It was the noisest thing I'd ever head. We all made wierd faces as it passed by, just for fun. Then we kept walking.

Our scheduals were almost the same. Except for Mikey being in sixth grade. He had skipped a few grades.

1st hour Social Studies;; All of us

2nd hour Science;; Me, Gerard, Ray

3rd hour Art;; Me and Gerard

LUNCH(:

4th hour Music;; All of us

5th hour Math;; Me, Frank, Gerard

6th&&7th(two hour block)of ELA;; Me, Gerard, Frank

Our teachers were going to have a handful.

We all went to our first hour laughing at Franks idea of us all getting mustache tattoos on out fingers. When we got through the door, I felt like a science experiment. Everybody looked at us like we were some new species. "Look at the freaks!" They all laughed, and we took our seats in the back. It was something I was used to, but this time felt different. Who were they to judge when they had never met us? I sighed and ignored it.

It was mostly getting to know eachother. Forming a group of people you didn't know and talking. We pretended we had never met, and it was funny and interesting. Then came second hour with Ray and Gee. We again sat in the back and watched Bill Nye the Science Guy. When it came on we all started singing. When the video started to play, I zoned out. Us three just talked and doodled and payed no attention to anybody.

Then me and Gerard had art. "Bye Fro Fro!" I called as we went our seperate ways. "So, is it always like this?"

"What? Being watched like an alien and getting called names?" He pauses to let it sink into me. "Yeah, pretty much." He shrugged and we kept walking. Some kid tripped me, but I blew it off. I was going to art where I belonged.

At first impression of the school, Gerard had been right. But walking into art, I changed a little. I saw kids with different colors of hair, different styles of cloths. Some brit rock, some straight up 90's punk. One guy had a blue mohawk. I smiled at Gerard and he was smiling and just as surprised as I was. We sat in the front for the first time all day.

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