"Franco! Diner!" My mother calls. I run down the stairs and outside. I see white boy at the table talking with my dad.
"Oh, hello." Gerard greeted. I wave.
"So, Gerard, what did you graduate from...?" I ask.
"I graduated from Art school. I was the best in my class. Right Mr. Iero?" White boy says.
"Indeed. Also, please, call me Franco. Please." My father said nicely.
"Oh, of course. Sorry Franco." Gerard said with the most charming laugh and smile.
"Mi scusi...!" I mumbled, running to the bathroom. Him being here is gonna be a problem. Especially for my pants.
I heard my dad say, "He said 'excuse me', he's so used to speaking Italian he probably forgot. Sorry Way."
Word bank:
"Mi scusi...!" ~ "Excuse me...!"
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FanfictionIt's 1983 and in Northern Italy a 17 year old Italian boy named Frank Iero meets someone his father works with, that he soon falls in love with. Gerard Way is a 24 year old sassy and stuck up graduate student that comes by to help Frank's dad. As s...
