Ch. 1

"Wake up! It's the first day of school!" Mikey said bouncing on my bed. I rolled over it was only 7am.

"Let me sleep one more hour. I'll drive today so we aren't late." It was Mikey's first day of freshmen year. Two of my friends, Bob and Ray, along with me are sophomores. My friend Matt is a junior. "Mikey! Out! Now!" I just started fading back to sleep when mom came walking up the stairs.

"Gerard get up." Mom yelled "Mikey wants to find his classes before school. Remember your dad and I are leaving for two weeks. I better not find out you are making him miss school or late for school."

"Fine I'm up now, Thanks, bye see you in two weeks." I rolled out of bed and pulled on my black skinny jeans and an ACDC shirt. I walked down stairs and found Mikey wearing matching black skinny jeans and a black and white striped shirt that clung to his toned body. I've always been jealous of his body. "Let's go."

On the car ride to school I decided not to be anti-social. "Why are you so excited for high school it's not all it's cracked up to be."

"I like learning, and not being home. Plus meeting new people is fun."

"Sure, if you say so." We pulled in to my normal parking spot and got out of the car. Mikey headed into the school to see where his classes are. Matt was sitting on Bob's car, while Bob and Ray were leaned against it have "a moment". "Hey guys, what's up?" We sat on the cars not bothered by anyone until the bell rang. We were known as the "emos" so we keep to our selves.

First period I had art with Mikey. This way he knows someone in first period. I feel bad that he's the only freshmen in our group. Looking like us he probably won't get any other friends so wishing he did may just be useless. I walked into class and sat next to my little bro. "Hey Mikey how's it going? Piss off any seniors yet?" If he did I he would have to do is yell my name even just whisper it. Anyone who is smart would run.

"No Gee. I haven't talked to anyone yet. But I did find all my classes."

"Just checking. If you do manage to find trouble call for me." Just then the bell rang. "Damn bell."

"Okay Gee I will." We walked out into the hall. "I'm going to English now. See you at lunch." Then he walked away.

After the bell rang to go to class I was walking down the hall to English when I saw Bob and Ray. "Hey guys late for English too?" they shook their heads and we walked to English. When we walked in we were 10 minutes late. "I had to show my little bro to his class. They came with me."

After we sat down it didn't take long for us to start talking. Ray as always could tell something was going on in my head. "Are you okay? You look sad. Is everything okay?"

"I'm a little tired and worried about Mikey. He came out to me last night. I'm the only one he's told. I kinda feel like it's my fault somehow."

"I kinda made you gay so it would kinda be my fault."

"Bob that was truth-or-dare. That didn't make me gay." I laughed out loud and the teacher looked at us. I shot a killer glare at her just as the bell rang. We got up to walk out. 'I'm going to creative writing with Matt. See you guys at lunch. Walking down the hall I always seem to run into someone. This time it was a smiling Mikey. "Hey Mikey, finding everything okay?"

"Yeah. Hey mind if I bring a friend to lunch today? He will fit in our group."

"That's fine. Glad you are making friends. See you then." I turned and walked into my favorite class. I took my usual seat in the back with two empty seats next to me. But this time I had Matt to sit next to me. The seat on the other side of me was the only empty seat in the whole class. About two minutes after class started a freshmen walked in. He was wearing the same outfit as me. Right down to the shoes. This included my ACDC shirt. He even looked like me a little. More than Mikey does anyway. Just then my teacher looked at me.

"Gerard you didn't tell me your little brother was taking this class with you."

"He's not the only class I have with my brother is Art. I don't know who that is."

"I'm Sorry. Well," she turned back to the freshmen "Go have a seat next to Gerard. And don't make a habit of being late to my class." She went back to talking about writing.

Once he sat down I was having a hard time pretending like I was paying attention. I found it hard to take my eyes off of him. She gave us five minutes to talk. The boy turned to me. "Hi I'm Frank. I really like you shirt." Was he flirting with me?

"Hi I'm Gerard, this is Matt." Matt waved. "Thanks about the shirt. I would have figured it out though seeing as you have the same shirt." I laughed so I didn't sound mean. Then the first assignment was on the bored. We had to write about our day today. But the catch was we had to make it fiction.

I wrote this out right fantasy about this freshmen. They were collected with time for the teacher to anonymously read one. Of course she would pick my story. I didn't put any names in it because not everyone needs to know what's in my head. Frank must have wrote something similar or caught on fast because he was as red as an apple. I felt bad when he turned and looked at me. I just smiled at him hoping to make it go away.

"Are you okay? Frank?" I whispered

"Yeah. Fine." He whispered back as the bell rang.