Gerard

I had never really spoken to him before. Not until Friday May 13. The day that changed

my life. His name is Frank, Frank Iero and I love him more than words can say.

Everyday at 1:42 he would take a drink from the water fountain, right next to my locker. I

always looked forward to that. Sometimes, if I was lucky...he would smile. I loved his

smile, it was the kind of smile that no matter how grumpy or mad you were, you always

smiled back. I had never really given it much thought. My sexuality that is. I'd always

known that I had a bit of a crush on Frank but never really thought much about it. But

anyway this is how it all happened...

Frank

I sat in my desk with one elbow on it, with my hand cupping my chin. I lazily sat there

half-listening to my teacher drone on about King Arthur or who ever that dude was. I

looked up at the clock, 1:35. That meant class was over in 5 minutes. Since there was

really no point in listening to him, so I daydreamed the rest of the 5 minutes. The bell

rang and everyone jumped out of their seats, glad it was over. "Alright class be sure to

study for the test Monday.", Mr. Johnson said. Why did he even bother, more than half

the class already out the door. I did my usual routine, taking a drink from the water

fountain down hall by my next class, science. As I sipped a drink I felt someone staring

at me. I looked up. Staring at me was a boy with pale skin, black wispy hair, and

beautiful hazel eyes. "Hi", I said smiling. For a moment he just stared, then slightly

shook his head as if coming out of a trance. "oh uh...hi" he replied blushing slightly. I

opened my mouth to speak but the bell rang, cutting me off. "Well I'll see you around", I

said walking past him to my next class. "um...ya okay", he said while walking the

opposite direction. hmmm

he's kinda cute I thought to myself. Wait I'm straight?? Aren't I?... I spent the rest of

Science trying to figure that out. By the end of science I was shocked realize that, I

had feelings for guys.

Gerard

I'm still in shock, after that one boy talking to me. The one that gets a drink from the

water fountain everyday. jeez I had acted like such a dork. I could have at least asked

his name but when he spoke to me it was like I was frozen and I couldn't think of

anything to say. man he's so cute with his hair and his gorgeous eyes and...his lips. I

blushed at that thought. But it was true, I had gotten a look at his lips when he spoke to

me. they were small and they looked fragile like they belonged to a porcelain doll. I also

noticed he had a lip ring, I liked it. That caused me to get a mental image of me and him

kissing. I blushed again. Oh like that'll ever happen. He's probably straight anyway. I

spent the rest of language thinking of the boy, not listening to a word the teacher said.