[Frank's POV]
I lift my girl of the week, Liberty, onto the bathroom sink. As she wraps her legs around my waist, I move her blonde hair away from her neck. I latch my lips to her neck, sucking the skin. I was so busy leaving hickeys over her pale skin, I didn't notice someone walk in. Liberty taps my shoulder and mutters. "Um, Frank? There is someone in here."
I sigh, helping her to the floor. Can't a guy ever be alone with a girl? I turn my head to see who interrupted my fun. Of course it had to be the fag, Gerard. He just had to barge in like he owns the place. I notice the blood on his face. Any probably did that to him. Serves the fag right. I know Gerard likes me, like seriously who wouldn't. I'm almost irresistible. Gerard better watch what he does next time. I'm going to get him back for this.
I move shove past him with my shoulder, dragging Liberty out of the bathroom. "That fag had no fucking right to just barge in." I muttered. Liberty wraps her arm around me, but I pull away.
She stops and glares. "That's it. I had enough of you talking about him. It's over Frank." Liberty yells, storming off to her class.
I punch the lockers as I go to my first period class. I don't need her. I bet I'll find a new girl by the end of the day. I enter Lab and Ms. Wilcocks tells me where my seat is. I flip her off once she has her back to me. I sit down and watch her start the class. I know exactly how I'm gonna get Gerard back.
I take out a piece of paper and I write for Gerard to meet me by the dumpsters after class. I fold it and hides it, when Gerard walks in. Ms. Wilcocks mumbles something to Gerard. I notice he is wearing a Green Day hoodie. At least he has great taste in music. Gerard slowly walks over and sits next to me. I watch as he takes out a piece of paper and writes on it. I look over and reads what he writes.
So give me all your poison
And give me all your pills
And give me all your hopeless hearts
And make me ill
You're running after something
That you'll never kill
If this is what you want
Then fire at will
I sit back down and looks at him. Gerard is actually not bad looking. The way his bright red hair falls on his face. Wait, what am I saying. I hate him. He is nothing but a worthless fag.
I stand up the moment the bell rings and I drop the paper infront of him, hoping he will notice. I walk out of class and literally push my way through the crowd of students to get to the dumpsters.
Once I'm finally, outside. I light up a cigarette. I take a big puff and inhale. I sigh letting out the smoke. Nothing's better than a cigarette. I have been smoking since the 7th grade. I know its a nasty habit, but it helps me clear my head.
I hear the school door open, but I take no notice. I bring the cigarette back up to my lips, leaning against the dumpsters. I look up and sees Gerard walking slowly towards me. He opens his mouth and speaks softly, looking at the ground.
