Hi guys, you know me always wanting to write about something new, well I think I've got my little piece of addiction for the moment. This is based on a really weird, really cool dream I had a while back and I had it again the other night so I thought I'd see what I could do with it ^^
I am still writing for my other stories but I'm switching between them because I don't want to become bored on them and make them rubbish.
I HOPE YOU LIKE THIS ONE, PLEASE READ AND REVIEW. FOR EVERY NEW REVIEW I WILL ADD ANOTHER CHAPTER TO THE END AS I HAVE AN ALMOST COMPLETE STORY FOR THIS ONE ^^
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Chapter One.

Gerard's P.O.V.

"Hey Fucker" I called to Frank who was already waiting for us by the schools entrance.

He blew out the smoke he was choking on and laughed, his hair flopped infront of his face, he shook it out of the way and stretched his fully tattooed arms. Frank was the punkest kid in the school, (with his pierced lip and nose) but also one of the kindest and most genuine guys I'd ever met. The cover didn't fit the book, but that's why I liked Frankie.

"Hey lover" he smiled, much to my brothers mock disgust.

"Nancy Boy" Mark (a jock) called as he shoved past Frankie.

Frank and I weren't gay; everybody assumed we were due to the way we dressed and stuff I guess. We just played along with it, good way to make the jocks feel uncomfortable when they wanna beat your head in. It was a plan…it worked.

I yawned and grabbed my sketchbook out of my bag.

"Another day, another master piece" I laughed flicking it open to find the next available page.

I hovered on a drawing I had done when I started in my junior year. It was a self-portrait; I didn't look a thing like that guy anymore. I now had short 'dyed' red hair, back then I had it long and black. My eyes looked dangerous, hazel but fierce. My kid brother Mikey and I have the same eyes although his are always so calm and carefree. Even when he's in his darkest days he always seemed to find the positives in things? I still had the same menacing grin. I was obviously in a revenge daydream when I did this one.

Mikey and Frank were chatting intently about some show they watched the night before, I looked up when they fell dead silent, I mean eerily silent.
Mikey's dirty brown fringe flopped lazily over the edge of his glasses, his mouth hanging open and eyes practically boggling out of their sockets.
I peered at Frank; he was basically doing the same thing. Following their gaze the same expression punched me in the face.

A girl got out of the car, she had long brown messy hair and wicked blue eyes. She bit her pierced lip nervously. Some guy from the car she'd stepped out of threw something out at her, not to her…at her. It hit her in the back with a thud.

"Fuck" she cursed.

"See ya later loser" he guy in the car called before driving away.

She looked up the school and back at the car which was now at the end of the street, again she looked at the school, when she saw the car was out of sight she sighed turned around and practically danced in the opposite direction of the school, across the road and into town dragging her bag behind her. She was defiantly new, I would have noticed her, I mean she'd probably not know I existed but I would have known about her for sure.

"She's skipping school on her first day?" Frank questioned unsure of what he'd just seen.

Mikey and I simply nodded still not looking away from the direction she'd disappeared at.

A little while later halfway through Gerard's first period- Biology.

"Gerard feast your filthy eyes on this" Travis (another jock) laughed thrusting his cell under my nose.

I caught a glimpse of the photo and held my breath in disgust.

"Bet cha wish this was you huh Nancy boy?" I could have smacked him in his smug little face.

It was a picture of Casey Barnes, a girl I'd had a crush on since day 1 (and he knew it). She was sprawled across the bed sleaze style, one hand down her pants the other grabbing Travis towards her. Travis (holding the camera) had a vicious smile; I couldn't bare thinking what happened after that picture was taken. I knew I wouldn't like it.

I swallowed hard.

"What do you think Casey would say if she knew you'd been showing everyone those?" I tried to sound indifferent; it came out more like desperate.

"See what?" Casey's cheery voice sang across the room.

Casey was an average girl, she looked slightly like Christina Ricci (I think that's what made me notice her for the first time?), she was pretty and smart and a girl that would actually take five minutes to talk to me (unlike the rest of the skanks at this school.) We never really talked about important things…just 'what's the date', 'look it's raining'…the same crappy one liner's. I never had the guts to ask her out.

I was so mad at her! Taking those pictures with her boyfriend, I didn't think she was like that? There were tonnes of girls that would sell their body for a nickel around here, but not her…

"The slutty pictures of you and him" I spat.

Casey looked taken back, shocked, horrified and then the look of 'oh shit!' found its way to her face.

I walked out of class, just plainly gathered my things and walked. Casey followed behind.

"Hey what right do you have calling me a slut?" she screeched.

I sighed and turned to face her.

"Do you really need me to answer that?" I scowled.

"Lighten up Gerard, everyone's doing it. Why do you even care? Better yet, why the fuck am I justifying myself to you?"

I shrugged.
"Don't worry, you don't have to." I huffed and stormed off.

I didn't know where I was going to go but I knew that if I stayed here I'd do something stupid. I texted Mikey, (he'd be in the same class as Frank) and told them I was going for a walk and I'd meet them at home after school. I didn't get a reply back I hoped I didn't get him busted for his cell in class?

I hummed a tune I didn't recognise and carried on walking. Why the fuck would she do that? It felt like she'd just stabbed me through the heart herself. I was bleeding internally and it hurt like hell. The guy at the store didn't I.D. me; he'd probably sold more liquor to fucked up kids than ice to Eskmo's.
I made my way to the park where I found a familiar face, but not one I knew well. The girl from this morning was sitting under a tree drawing in a pad.

What else could really go wrong today? I walked over to her, she looked up squinting in the sunlight.

I introduced myself.
"Hi, I'm Gerard" I smiled at her holding out my hand for her to shake.

She smiled at me and shook it.
"Ella" she replied.

"Do you mind if I sit?" I gestured next to her.

She shrugged and moved over.

I sat and looked out across the park. Ella carried on drawing. I glanced to see what she was doing and she snapped her book shut laughing.

"Sorry I'm a bit protective over it" she smiled embarrassed.

"It's ok I know what you mean, I draw too"

An awkward silence….

"Maybe we can show eachother sometime?" she blushed.

I handed the liquor to her.

"We'll share this for now" she smiled approving of my choice in drink.

"How come you're missing your first day?" I asked not wanting to get ahead of myself, although this girl seemed easy to talk to.

"Let's just say that school and me don't get along, I'm not thick or anything….it's just the people. I'm the girl no-one knows exists" she looked straight at me.

"I would notice you" I smiled.

"That's probably the liquor talking" she teased pushing me and handing back the bottle. I took a large glug.

Ohhhhh, cliff-hanger…like I said, review and get more chapters ^^
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