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GERARD'S POINT OF VIEW
"See ya later Mikes." I say to Mikey as he walks in a different direction, "Bye Gee."
I sigh and continue to walk towards my locker, as I reach it I'm slammed into it, "Look guys, fresh meat." A guy in a black and white varsity jacket snarls, I sigh.
Great another wonderful douche bag.
"Got something to say newbie?" The guy asks, I shake my head. The others laugh, "Open your locker." He demands, "Why?" I ask, "Because I fucking said so! Now do it!" He yells, I snort.
"And if I don't?" Shut up Gerard, you idiot.
"Then I'll beat you up." He says as if it's no big deal, I laugh with out humor.
"Something funny wise guy?" One of his buddy's says, "Yes. Hilarious actually, this guy right here has some bats in the cave."
Well, I hope people throw roses on my grave.
The one that shoved me into my locker punches me in the eye, I yelp out in pain. His friends laugh, urging him to throw his knee up into my crotch, I hiss and fall to the ground clutching where he had hit me. They all laugh as he kicks me in the stomach and walks off as if nothing happened.
I lay there, curled up in a ball, crying to my hearts content. "Hey, you okay man?" A voice calls out, I don't reply, I only look up. "Fucking jocks." The guy whispers hold a hand out, I take it and he helps me up.
"I'm Frank Iero, and sorry about what those guys did to you, they do it to me too." He says, I shake my head and sniffle, "Gerard Way, and don't apologize, it's not your fault." Frank sighs, "Okay. Let's get you to the nurse." I nod, he grabs my arm and leads me through the halls.
I look over and notice his t-shirt, Green Day. I smile, "Green Day fan?" He grins, "I love Green Day!" He exclaims, I chuckle. "I do too."
*
The nurse called my mom and told her what happened, gave me an ice pack for my eye and crotch and let Frank stay with me to talk for a little bit. "So what other bands do you like?" I ask, he taps his knee, "The Misfits, Smashing Pumpkins, Metallica and loads more, what 'bout you?" "Same." I grin, he chuckles. "You should meet my friend Ray, he's into music and plays the guitar." I nod, "My brother Mikey plays bass, I sing a little bit." "Really? I play guitar as well, mainly rhythm though." "Cool."
"Mr. Way, you need to get to class." The nurse says, I sigh and stand up, cringing at the pain that courses through my body. Frank pats my back, "You get used to it Gerard." I sigh.
Frank walks me to my class after I retrieve my books from my locker, "Wanna meet up at lunch?" Frank asks, I turn to him and nod with a light smile. "Cool, see ya." and with that he starts to jog down the empty hall way.