As Time Flies

Frank thats lowkey creepy dude

Frank's pov~

I walked by the faces I recognized so clearly. Bailey, she was on my volleyball team last year and wouldn't stop staring at me. Carrie, she was one of my partners in a group project about global warming in 8th grade along with Kathy, Jason, and Owen. Levi, when Kathy broke up with him in 7th grade and got with me he hated me until the middle of 8th grade.

There are so many more, I'm a senior in highschool so at this point I know most of the people in my school from seeing them for so many years. No one cared about me anymore, just like I didnt care about them. Just because you've had a mutual since 5th grade doesn't mean you have to acknowledge their existence.

I was walking in the halls after lunch, my best friend Pete by my side blabbering on about whatever is on his mind. Currently its if aliens can feel love or not. I love him but some of the things he talks about are weird as hell. I've known him since the 7th grade when he was wearing a misfits shirt so I'm used to it at this point.

"I mean don't you think they would be so physiological developed that they don't even need love!" He exclaimed while I put in my locker code

"I mean sure but do you think they are at the same stage as us or do you think they are more intelligent than us?" I said grabbing my history journal

"That's the thing, we don't know! What if we are smarter than them! What if they make theories about us! Do they even have a way of verbal communication?" Pete said walking to history class with me

"I mean maybe, for all we know they could be microscopic," I said looking over at him and opening the door to Mr. Toro's class room

"Hey! Mr. Toro! What do you think about aliens?" Pete said walking over to the teachers desk

"Well if you're asking if I believe in them, yes." He said looking up from his computer

"Okay and do you have any theories about them?" Pete asked looking at me for a second

"Well I mean truly we dont know anything about them, but I think there are possibly different types of aliens. In the same way there are humans and animals." Mr. Toro said

"Whoa you are right! That's totally possible! Frank it's like you said maybe they are microscopic but also there could be human sized ones like in the movies!" Pete examined walking to his desk

I heard Mr. Toro chuckle as we walked over to our desks.

-

It was now math class and I was doodling in my notebook. Mr. Armstrong taught this class and as laid back as he is I know he doesn't exactly appreciate purposefully not doing your work for no reason. We were supposed to be doing trigonometry but I'm way too bored to do that.

Just my luck Megan sits next to me and she is a total math whiz, and also a teachers pet so I know the minute she sees me not doing my work she is going to tell me to do the work sheet.

"Frank, you know you are supposed to be doing the assigned work sheet right now, not drawing crude things in a notebook." Speak of the devil

"Well not only is this simple work sheet not going to effect my grade but also no one actually uses trigonometry in their day to day life unless it directly correlates with their job and most jobs dont require that," I said looking up at her and putting my pencil down from drawing a vampire

"Well you might end up with one of those jobs one day and what happens when you dont even know how to trigonometry?" She said glaring at me

"Listen I'm a punk bitch who wants to be in a band, I don't think I'm gonna use trigonometry in my day to day life." I said smirking

"Music isn't exactly a sustainable job nonetheless a proper job." She said shaking her head at me

"Yeah there is a reason it's called the 1% and not the 100%, but it is a job and a sustainable one if you do it right which isnt exactly hard" I said looking back down at my notebook

"Well-"

Ding

"Theres the bell sorry I would love to talk more but I've gotta go to music." I said grabbing my things and leaving to music

I love music because Ms. Ballto teaches music and she likes good music. It isnt constantly "classic music this" "pop music that", she makes sure to include plenty of different genres and let's you have plenty or creativity.

I walked into class and saw Pete standing at our desk already. I went over to the desk and sat down.

"Hey, look Frank it's your crush," Pete said in a mocking tone pointed at the teachers desk

There stood Ms. Ballto and Mr. Way having a conversation and smiling. Everyone thinks they are dating or secretly like each other but I think by now they would be married. They are both 27 and Ms. Ballto has mentioned them knowing each other and being best friends since the 6th grade.

I could be wrong but then again so could everyone else

"Shut up Pete, it's not like you dont have a crush on Mr. Mikey," Mr. Mikey was Mr. Ways brother and he was a tecahers assistant and staff member

"Hey I do not!" Pete said smacking my arm and sitting down.

I giggled and looked back over at the teachers desk to see Mr. Way walking out the door. Ms. Ballto cleared her throat and stood in front of the class as the bell rang.

-

Music class just ended and now it was time to go to art class. Of course Pete was in this Class with me to make fun of me. He recently found out I had a small fixation with Mr. Way the art teacher and now that's pretty much all he talks to me about in art.

Me and Pete made our way over to art class and sat down in our usual seats. Mr. Way was at his desk on his laptop doing whatever teachers do. The bell rang and Mr. Way went up to the front of the class.

"Okay so we are gonna be working on a new project now, this project is a personal one. You will be putting your personality and feelings into an art piece it will include what you think represents you and the things in your life that are important to you,"

He then went on to a presentation and showed us an example, his painting.

"I included parts of my favorite artists, bands, comic books, important people and more. This peice is supposed to show you as a person," he explained. his painting have cut out pictures, drawings, colors, and words.

I started brainstorming what I wanted to do, I would obviously add stuff to do with music and the arts. I would add my friends, I dont know what else to add though. How am I supposed to convey feelings in a painting?

I raised my hand and waited for Mr. Way to come over. He saw me and came over.

"Okay I dont know how to convey my feelings into a painting," I said lowering my hand

"Well let's say you feel happy a lot, you could add colors you associate with that feeling as well as people, places, and things you associate with it," he answered moving his hands

"As you can see in my painting I added colors that represent how I feel, and a few things that I associate with my life and feelings," he said smiling at me

I thanked him and he moved onto other students with their hands raised.

"Stop eye fucking him Frank oh my god," Pete said playfully

"Fuck off Pete you do the same thing with Mr. Mikey," I said and noticed he starting blushing a bit

That's what be gets.

"At least I'm not creepy about it, I have seen you ask him to come over to answer a question you already know the answer to!" Pete exclaimed

I rolled my eyes and kept working on my draft.