I fucking finally got Gerard back to his room. That only took thirty seven years. Poor guy can barely see. God, I blushed so hard when I was in the clear. I didn't even know you could have that much blood in your cheeks. How am I not dead?
Pretty Boy became Gerard so quickly. I'm so fucking happy about that. He's the sweetest boy. He stood up for me when his brother literally tried to kill us, which, okay, got us both in the nurse's office, and I can't wear my lip ring anytime soon, but it's the thought that counts.
It feels so long since the incident during math. I don't know what to call that. It wasn't a panic attack. But mom convinced me to stay, somehow. I think she might be a witch.
Lunch was...interesting. The one bite of that sandwich I had was good. I'm still fucking starving. Maybe I can get something from the common room, but it's unlikely. I'll probably just have to wait until dinner. It's not like I haven't waited longer.
I'm going to take a nap and hope that distracts me from the hunger.
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Diary of a Jersey Misfit (Frerard)
FanfictionAfter getting expelled from three schools in the past year, Frank is sent to an English boarding school. He hates it, every bit of it, but while there, a certain off-limits black haired beauty catches his eye.
