Franks p.o.v

I walked in to school casually so as not to be noticed by the secretary staff. They just assumed I had been given permission to go out for lunch as they didn't care much. I walked past the bike sheds and behind the large tree where me and the guys usually met up. Sure enough Bert, Ray and Jason were all there.

"Hey guys." I mumbled whilst lighting a cigarette. Suddenly I was slammed in to the main tree a hand gripping my throat. The fag fell from my mouth as Bert growled at me.

"So where's my drugs frank?" He hissed.

"W-Wha-wh-what?" I managed to stutter whilst choking under Bert's grip as he raised me from the ground. Bert was the leader I guess you could say, of our group. He towered above me so he wasn't struggling at lifting my small body from the ground. We always took it in turns to bring whatever drugs we could get hold of and I guess today was my turn. I had completely forgotten due to the gashes down my face and my mother's behaviour.

"Don't you act dumb you little piece of shit!" He threw a blow to my stomach and I coughed hard in his face by accident. He punched my face twice and I spat blood.

"What's these? "He said sarcastically pointing at my still fresh wounds my mother left me, "Are you cutting that much or is it your mother who hates you again?" A wicked smile spread across his face as he clenched at my throat tighter.

"Pleas….stop..." I choked out.

"Gladly! "He grinned again, dropped me to the ground and began beating me.

Eventually the three left after getting a good kick at me. I can't remember much after wards but feeling the blood seep through my jacked then darkness.

Gerard's p.o.v

Soon I was at school once again. And as I walked through the gates back in to Belleville I was scared as my memories of being beaten up haunted me. My head began to hurt as it had been a while since I'd been surrounded by this many people. I can hear all their thoughts however it didn't take me long to get my head under control. It was selective now. I knew my bullies from school would no longer be here but I still feared the ones I knew were always here and always inescapable. Wondering over near to an empty bench I listened to the girl's conversation beside me. They were talking about some girl that had betrayed them in some way and how she was a bitch or something or other. It always entertained me as there was about 5 of them and I could hear their thoughts as well as their speaking. Girl 1 was thinking how she hated this girl (I didn't really pay attention to the names) and was offended she had done such a thing. Girl 2 agreed with girl 1. Girl 3 thought girl 1 deserved it. Girl 4 had secretly helped in all of this and was hoping not to be caught. And girl 5s thoughts had changed from how stupid the situation was to a boy with red midlength hair sitting on a bench…

My head shot up as their talking neared me and more of their thoughts began to think of me sat her on this bench. A lot of the thoughts were compliments like he's hot or is he new but I heard a couple, eww fag.

"Hey are you new here?" A high-pitched girly voice asked. I looked up to see she had horribly bleach blonde hair high up in a ponytail and way too much Barbie makeup on.

"Yeah kinda…" I muttered.

"Well cool I'm Stacy and this is jenny, Louise, Jeanette and Brady. We'll help you out as we do with all the super cute guys who arrive here!" They all gave this horrible sounding giggle and I could tell these were the girls who I instantly hated.

"Nah I'm alright. I'm sure I remember it from before." I said whilst standing. They looked a little confused but I walked away towards the building before any else of them could ask any more questions or 'giggle' again.

Franks p.o.v

It had been a week since Bert left me there to bleed to death. I had to go get stitches and didn't go home till evening. But now it had been a week and I got Bert the drugs I 'owed him' so we were back to as normal as we were before. We lent against our usual tree smoking when some new looking kid walked in through the gates. He had cherry red hair just past his ears and looked gorgeous. The other guys hadn't seemed to notice him yet but I was staring at him almost not blinking.

He sat at a bench on his own and looked down at his sketch book. It wasn't long before he was noticed by the cheerleaders, Stacey, jenny and some others whose names I can't remember. They were missing one of them and I assume it's because they did something again. I only know Stacey and jenny because I dated Stacey a few years back and she and jenny are closer to each other than any of the other cheerleaders. We broke up because she said she wanted a normal boyfriend not some 'sad emo freak' so she dumped me. I didn't care much as I was never too in to her but I still remember her name.

All the cheerleaders were crowding the new guy and I knew what they were saying about. They were probably telling him how cute he was and that they could help him around the school. I wouldn't blame them though as he was gorgeous. I was suddenly thrown to the ground shocked. Bert was towering over me shouting.

"WHAT YOU IGNORING ME FOR!" I stumbled up to my regular height and whispered in fear.

"Sorry I was daydreaming…"

"Yeah you little bitch, daydreaming sure. You know what, fuck you frank you're out we're sick of you." And with that he punched me and pushed me on to the ground and away from our spot.

I was still hurt from the last time so I lay there for a bit breathing heavy. I turned my head to the side and saw the new guy walking in to the school building, alone, and the group of cheerleaders stood behind him shocked. His hair was slightly over his eyes and he looked so amazing! Like really good. He turned to look at me just before he entered the building he turned and looked straight in to my eyes had a look of sympathy and then smiled a genuine smile. Not a wicked smile but one of I can be your friend. And so I shut my eyes, and I smiled back.