Chapter 1
Franks POV
I bit down around the skin on my thumb as I waited for him to walk in. Lindsey, Alicia and Jamia were all giggling and being quite flirtatious in my direction so I just sighed and smiled right back at them. Jamia walked over to my desk in a stupid tight-fitting Cheerleaders outfit and sat on the edge of my desk swinging her legs round to face me.
"Where the heck were you all summer? We missed you; especially Me." She said in a husky voice, leaning in to kiss me at the worst moment possible.
Gerard took one look at me and moved on to the back of classroom, put his hat on over his ears and fiddled with his nails. Damn it, I thought pushing Jamia away. Then of course THWACK! She slaps me. After that all I heard was the histerical laughter from the rest of the class.
The only one that didn't laugh, or show any emotion at all, was Gerard. His eyes were closed, head tipped back and feet crossed over on the table, looking completely oblivious to any goings-on happening at the moment.
'Ha, ha, ha,' said the deep monotone voice from behind the teachers desk. Good ol' Mrs. Jones.
At once the laughter stopped, the class sitting down. Jamia was the last to sit down, making sure to shoot many death glares in my direction before so. Mrs Jones had a rather bemused expression on her face, her hawk-like eyes scrutinising the classroom, specifically staring at Gerard, myself and Jamia. Gerard opened his eyes, apparantly aware of the sudden silence, and raised his eyebrows. Jamia followed my gaze over to Gerard and her eyes popped. At once Gerard noticed this and a bemused expression was suddenly planted on his face.
Damn you Jamia, I thought my heart beating faster than ever. I shook my head, forbidding any inappropriate thoughts that attempted to break my forced calmness. Jamia smiled at Gerard and looked back over her shoulder at me, grimacing slightly before smirking her signature Queen bitch smirk. I scowled, my stomach lurching, and got up out of my seat, running- almost sprinting- out of the classroom.
"Fuck sake!" I exclaimed pushing past the group of jocks walking towards me. I had never felt so embarrassed in my life. Jamia needs to learn how to shut the fuck up once in a while. The bell rang at once, out of no where, signalling the end of school. I couldn't go home tonight, mom had her 'friends' over.
I guess I'll have to just crash at the school, I thought sighing and opening up the janitors closet and slipping in, throwing down my bag. I slumped down the wall and laid my head on my bag. Closing my eyes and giving in to the tiredness creeping around the edges of my body.
It must have been about a half hour; there wasn't any sound left in the school.