Frerard - Born to be wild - Interesting-Chapter 1

~Franks POV~
I woke up early today, which makes I difference… im usually up late… But anyhow, I opened my eyes and slammed my fist down on my alarm clock that was pounding in my ear’s; It stopped. I then rubbed my eyes, getting the sleepy dust out of my eyes. I stumbled towards my wardrobe, pulling out a Black Flag tee and black skinnies, along with my chequered trainers, before heading to my mirror to comb out all the knots in black, as my hair was past my eyes at the front, past my ears on the sides and down my neck at the back, I know I looked like a emo, junkie, drug dealer, but it suited me, once getting my hair partially straight, I got out my eyeliner and made think lines against the outside of my eyes. Once I was partially okay with how I looked I grabbed my bag and walked out from my room, downstairs my mother had passed out on the sofa, drunk and high again, bruises on her arms and legs, In the shortest skirt and top, with highest heads she has! And my dad, well, ive got no idea where he is and I don’t really want to know!
I made my way to school, listening to my ipod on the way, turning up the volume as high as it would go, drowning out the outside world. On the way im sure people called me the usual, “Fag” or “Emo sometimes “Retard” but I ignored them, some didn’t like it and threw rocks at me, but I continued to walk on.
Once at school I immediately made my way to class so I didn’t face the embarrassment of being late into class and have everyone stare at me… plus I got to sit at the back.
I walked into class but there was already two people there, one chatting to the other from the front to the back, Oh great! Two new kids and one likes to sit at the back, brilliant!
I made my way to the back and sat in the chair that was next to the boy, I glanced over at him from behind my messy black hair before looking down at the desk. He had black long greasy hair, the most beautiful hazel green eyes and pale skin, with soft light pink lips, he was wearing; a misfits tee, black ripped skinnies, black high tops and a black jacket.
I didn’t bother showing no emotion, though he looked at me, oh my god! He looked at me! Calm yourself Frankie Boy! Calm it!
The other boy however, he had brownish blonde hair that fell over one eye, with black thin seeing glasses that covered his dark green eyes, his skin as a little more coloured than the other kid and he was wearing; A plain black tee with blue skinnies and trainers that had a skull on each side, including a black jacket like the other dudes.
“Hey!” He turned around and said to me, I wasn’t sure what to do so I just stared aimlessly at him, before looking back down at the desk “Did I say something?” He asked me, but the other kids answered
“No shit Sherlock” I giggled slightly, but quietly, even though we were sitting down, they both were still taller than me, bloody hell im so short!
“Shut up Gerard!” The kid replied, so that must be Gerard, the one next to me obviously!
“No you mikey!” Said Gerard, so the other is mikey… I didn’t say anything, I just sat there like a couch potato
“So, whats you name?” Mikey asked me, I looked up at him
“Im F-Frank…” I stuttered, I don’t usually speak, unless im begging for people to spare me my life or telling them to get off me, Gerard smiled down on me that I noticed and looked up at him, there was a twinkle in his eye, I then looked over at the other boy,
“Im Mikey! That that there is my brother Gerard!” he replied pointing at Gerard, wow, I didn’t know they were brothers, but then again, looks can be deserving, “So frank, how old ya?” asked mikey piping up again, I counted in my head my age
“Im 15” I said in reply, im talking great, ive never had a conversation where im talking, in fact I have never had a conversation before, unless like I said, im begging for my life or telling people to get off me, but then again that’s not really a conversation, is it?
“Im 16, and he is 19” mikey pointed to Gerard again, Gerard rolled his eyes
“W-why are you in our year then…?” I asked them both. Obviously mikey was the right age group to be in this class and year, but Gerard should of left school by now, I mean me and mikey are year then, he is 19!
“Im well… the right age group” mikey replied, I new he would say that, it’s the obvious answer
“I’ve… been held back from the teachers…” Said Gerard, his first words to ME, Mikey looked shocked, I just rolled my eyes then continued to care something into the table, thank god the teacher was gone. Mikey continued to ramble on but it seemed neither me or Gerard was paying any attention to the babbling boy.
Once I finished carving something into the table I looked at it ‘Fag’ its what I always get called, looking at it I moved my hand to the back of my shoulder then back at the word, on the table, Gerard noticed these actions and passed me a note, it read,
‘Why did you carve that?’ wow, his hand writing was perfect compared to mine, I replied with, ‘Because… its me’ I wrote sadly, a tear was falling down my cheek, though I whipped it away before anyone noticed, hopefully. Then passed the note back to Gerard, he patted my shoulder and I flinched at human contact, he seemed shocked “Are you okay?” he whispered to me, trying not to disturb Mikey’s rambling, so I just nodded, looking at him, and him looking at me “Its nice to meet you Frankie” he continued, wow! He gave me a nickname, never had a nickname before, that is really unexpected! Really is, never has anyone called me anything other than ‘Fag’  or ‘Emo’ or ‘Retard’ or any other verbal abuse
“T-thanks Gee” I whispered back, wait, did I just give him a nickname, why? I had no right to, I just cant do that! Oh well, its out there now. I watched him as his facial expression turned from shocked to delighted, I was so relieved. But just then Mikey came and sat next to me, looks like there was a empty chair next to me
“You’re alright Frank! I like ya, and it seems Gee does to!” he said to me patting my shoulder, wow. Today is going to be interesting…
The kids then started to piles in, me, mikey and gee were all sat on our own at the back, well, apart from each other. Throughout the lesson pieces of paper were thrown at me and verbally abused, despite I had two kids next to me, they didn’t care, Mikey threw back some comments at times but not many as I told him to leave it and that im used to it, the teacher was alright with me, she didn’t mind what I did in lessons, were it to be swear, listen to music, draw or carve stuff into the table, she didn’t mind as she knows how hard my life is, she says I can talk to her about anything and she wouldn’t tell a soul, she helps me with all my lessons and everything, she is my favourite teacher!
The bell soon went, end of lesson, though it looks like I had history next, fuck I hate that lesson, and the thought of homework slipped my mind again, great, she will be yelling at me like usual. The upside is I still had mikey and gee in my lessons, that im happy about, even though I didn’t talk much, though only to gee when he talked to me, or even passed me notes, mikey usually spoke to me, and I gave him a occasional answer now answer now and then. Talking isn’t my strong point. We sat at the back again, hoping to be unnoticed. Oh shit, teachers here! … damn she Is now shouting at me, I flinched from the spit that hit my checks, and I said ‘Yes Miss’ at the appropriate times, once she was finished I went back and sat down, she then shouted out to me “Detention Mr Iero, this lunch” she said, I swear she will explode one day.
“COCK SUCKER!” Shouted mikey, me and Gerard looked at him shocked out of our minds, why did he do that? Why did he say that?
“DETENCHION MR WAY, THIS LUNCH!” she suddenly spat at him, he smirked at me then leaned over and whispered to me
“I wont leave my best friend hanging” I looked shocked, im his best friend, suppose he must be mine too then, though gee looked disappointed, I felt bad for him so I slipped him a note it read ‘Its okay, trust me.’ then continuing to write ‘P.S. he comes after you for BFF’ once he read this, it made him light up. Though missed called out his name and he put his hand up
“You Gerard Way, also have a lunchtime,” she began, me and mikey looked at him, confused, she cant just give anyone a detention, that’s unfair! He didn’t even do anything, so I spoke up
“What the fuck did he do?” I asked, still sitting down, the teacher looked at me, angrily, making me smile slightly
“Well, passing notes and not doing the work!” she replied to me, turning her head to glare at Gerard, I gritted my teeth
“I was the one passing the notes and you haven’t assigned us any work!” I replied, quite smugly may I add,  her facial expression turned into furious rage. Mikey and Gerard smiled at me, as they both were happy I stood up for him,
“Be quiet Mr Iero, if I say he has a lunchtime, don’t get involved” she shouted at me, turning her head back to facing me
“Just because you cant handle the fact you are wrong!” I shouted back at her, she pointed to the door, signalling me to leave the class room and stay outside for the rest of the lesson, I wasn’t going to do so, so I grabbed my bag and black hoodie then ran outside the history block, but then I heard mikey shout, making me stop.
“Your such a snob, he is right! Amaybe you need to open your eyes you dumb shit!” he then stormed out with Gerard running after him. They soon caught up to me, there bags over there shoulders and coat in hands, I looked at them, shocked that they out of all people would follow me once I stormed out!
“Thanks Frankie, wanna come over after school?” asked Gerard, mikey smiled, I nodded back to him, making mikey jump around like a overly excited puppy
“Im going out of school, wanna come?” I asked the two boys, they nodded back to me, then mikey started to run towards the gate, making me and Gerard run after him. Once we caught up he was on his way to the way household! This is going to be interesting! Wonder what there house looks like! Cant wait…