Chapter 2 Gerard's P.O.V

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The bell rang and I watched all the other kids rush in taking their seats. I sat all the way in the back corner by the window. It was hard to notice a tall man with a big fro next to a short one. I've seen the one with the fro before with y little brother Mikey. They hangout alot and Mikey would sometimes invite him over. I figured the small one was just another of Mikey friends. Whenever he brings friends over I leave them be and go into my room down in the basement.

"Gerard!?"

"Yes ma'am?" I asked looking up to my history teacher raising a eyebrow.

"Are you paying attention, or do I have to give you lunch detention?" She said it in a judgemental, questioning way.

"N-no ma'am, I mean yes I am paying attention." Looking down in embarrassment. She gave no response and went back to the front of the classroom to start her lesson. I could hear the other kids snicker and giggle. Teenagers scare the living shit out of me even though I am one.

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The bell rang again finnally that the class was over. I was the last out like usual. I started towards my locker when I was slammed onto the ground knocking my stuff everywhere. I looked in front of me to see the small kid that was next to the fro kid from class.

"I'm so sorry, p-please don't hurt me" he said looking at me with fear in his perfect hazel eyes with red and black eyeliner.

"What?" Naturally confused.

"Please don't hurt me"

"Why would I hurt you? Not everyone pays attention to were there going sometimes." Giving him a quirky side smile.

"Oh, okay."
 
We stayed silent the rest of the way to class. I sat at my table by the door and surprisingly Frank sat next to me. The assignment was to draw a life experience, I chose suicide, I've drawn worse but suicide is a life experience that affects more then one person. I drew two boys holding hands, one short one tall. The tall one was holding a gun to his temple, and the short one was holding a rope above his head and wrapped around his neck.

"Wow!" Frank looked at me, at my paper then back at me. "That's amazing!"

"Uhh I- thanks..." we both blushed and stayed silent the 15 minutes left of class, glancing at each other ever two minutes.

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