School Of Rock and Roses

Were walking...

Towards our new classroom...

And I'm trembling...

Shaking...

And sweating.

If you guys notice,

Gerard is the older bro of Mikey,

Which means that I'm kinda young to be a senior.

To tell all of you guys the truth, I have the same age as Mikey.

Well, to start it all of, Mom got so excited for me to go school, so she...

Enrolled me when I was like, if I remember, 3 years old.

Yeah, I can't believe it myself.

But my mom said that the tuition fee was so cheap back then.

And that's the story of how I got to school and now became a senior.

I should be just a sophomore by now, but then again, that's life. You can never change it. *nods*

"Frank?"

Oh s***! Gerard just noticed me!

"Yeah?"

"Why are you nodding your head? Are you like, thinking something?"

Oh no! He's gonna know!

"What? Oh, that. It's nothing. I just do that all the time. I play my fave music in my head."

"Oh really?"

Uh-oh, Gerard's in doubt, which I hate!

"Yeah."

"OK."

Oh man! Maybe he's mad!

"Gerard?"

"Hm?"

"You all right?"

"Uh... Of course!"

"I see..."

"Why? 'Cause you think that I'm mad at you?"

S***!

"N-No! Not at all!"

"Hmph. Yeah right!"

"I am not!"

"Oh lookie! There's our classroom! Class 2-B!"

When he says "our" it feels so damn good!

"Ooohh... Looks like we have familiar faces here!"

And there they are, the friends from before and now.

Ray, the afro man.

"Hey Gerard, Hey Frank!"

And Bob, the drummer boy.

"Yo dudes!"

"Hey." We both said at the same time.

"Good Morning class!"

Oh! There's our teacher!

"Let's take a sit Frank."

"Sure."

And we sat down and started the class.