Gravity don't mean too much to me...

A genuine piece of shit.

"You don't even know me." I say, chuckling lightly.

"I'm Frank, Frank Iero." He says sticking his hand out.

I reach up and shake it, "Gerard Way." I reply, smiling at him.

He returns the smile softly before sitting down beside me,
"What's up, Gee? Is it okay if I call you Gee?"

I laugh before replying,
"I fucking hate everybody, almost everybody. It's always faggot, emo, freak, virgin, slut. Everyday. And yes, Frankie, you can call me 'Gee.'"

He smirks and then winks slyly.

I blush and use my hands to cover my face.

"Hey, don't cover such a pretty sight." He says before taking my hands off of my face, softly.

I blush even more.

He gives me a cheesy grin and I laugh.

"Wanna go somewhere?" He asks.

"Where?" I question.

"Hah, I don't even know. Somewhere fun!" He says, exuberance radiating off of him.

"Sure, Franklin. Take me to this place." I say.

He stands up and offered me a hand up, I take it.

I jump up and land a few centimetres away from his face,

man is he pretty.

He looks into my eyes and I look into his.

"THIS SCHOOL IS A GENUINE PEICE OF SHIT!" I hear from behind us.

It's Mikey.

"Mikes! What's up?" I run over to him, forgetting about Frank for a second.

"EVERYBODY IN THIS SCHOOL IS FUCKING RETARDED I SWEAR TO FUCK!" He shouts.

"Mikey!" I shout, snapping him out of it.

"Sorry... I could fucking kill someone right now." He seethes

"I know Mikey, please, calm down." I say, hugging him.

"Okay, let go, Gee." He laughs, awkwardly.

"Sorry."

"It's okay." He reassures me.

"Michael get back in here!" The teacher practically screams.

"Lol, k. Bye Geeerard! Bye Geeeeerard's fren!" He says before skipping into class.

"Oof, okay." I say before turning around.

"Gee, who was that?" He laughs.

"My brother, Mikey." I say, joining in with him.

"That was so fucking funny!" He laughs louder that I thought was possible.

"Okay, Frankie. Let's goooooo!" I say, without thinking I take his hand and walk down the corridor.

Today wasn't as bad as I thought it was gonna be...

We walk outside and decide to go to the woods.

I realise we are still holding hands and I blush.

I am straight?

Right?

Yeah, definitely.

"Do you smoke, Gee?" He asks.

I snap my head up.

"Huh?" I ask, not sure if I heard him correctly.

"Do you put nicotine sticks inside of your mouth?" He asks, pronouncing every word as slowly as he could.

"Yes, Franklin." I reply.

I let go of his hand and sit on a low down tree branch.

I look back at him, he looks slightly upset but quickly wipes the expression off of his face when he pulls out his cigarette and puts it in his mouth whilst he looks for his lighter.

He looks hot like that...

Frank finally found his lighter and started to light his cigarette.

"Why haven't I seen you before, Frank?" I ask, realising that I, in fact, have never seen him before

"Oh, right. I'm new. I moved into Belleville last week." He says.

"Oh, do you like it here so far?"

"Hah! Nope. Not one bit, the majority of people here are assholes, Gee." He says in response, laughing at my question.

"True." I agree.

He offers me half of a cigarette, I happily take it between my teeth.

I take a couple draws and then stub it out. He brings his phone out and puts music on, I instantly realise that it's Misfits.

"You like 'em?" Frank asks, gesturing toward his phone.

"Love 'em." I state.

I sits it on a nearby branch before sitting beside me on the branch.

"So, Gee. What's your story."

Jeez, this is gonna take a while...

"Well-"

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You're worth it! You're important! I love you all!

Petekey or Rikey, guys?
:D
Much excite,

Corrie :3

1070 words, guys.