I'm In Love With A Boy Named Frank
The Wimp in Gym
Gerard and Frank ran to the changing rooms, and quickly got ready for class. Today was Gerard's worst nightmare....dodgeball. He hated it, about as much as the kids hated him! Why?
Well, in Gerard's mind, the kids took the game to a whole new one, translated into, "Lets all beam Gerard with the ball" game.
"Hey, Gee, you know, all the girls say that Randy Redkrik is really hot."
"How can HE be cute!? He looks like a caveman that hasen't shaved for weeks!!"
"Hey, there he is!" Frank exclaimed, noticing the taller guy.
"Hey, Randy...." Frank said.
"Hey, Iero. What are you doing with Loser Gerard?"
Frank didn't awnser.
"Whatever," Randy scofffed, as he walked away. "You can hang out with him if you want, but don't be suprised if you turn into a wimp like him."
Gerard flinched at the word "wimp".
"Well..." Gerard sighed. "That one's new."
Then the whistle blew. The game was going to begin. The PE teacher had divided them into two teams.:The Red team and the Blue team.
The Blue team consisted of the nerds, and the outcasts..and Gerard. The red team had all the jocks, and for some reason, they put Frank on that team.
The ball raced straight towards Gerard. He got hit in the stomach. The jocks laughed at his crumpled form as he hit the ground.
The game continued and no one dared to touch Frank, because they knew he was somewhat cool, compared to Gerard. The balls hit Gerard sevarl times, he was very beat up. Quite a few brusies, and quite a few imprints from the kickball they used. He looked horrible. Frank ran to him.
"Oh man, are you OK?"
"Ow, Frank. I can't breathe!" Gerard wheezed. Gerard wasn't atsmetic, he just was a bit sickly now.
"C'mon, Gee. Let's go get some water," Frank said, smiling at him.
"Kay."
After Gerard got his breath back they headed to the nurse to get Gerard looked at.
She gave him some neosporin on the bloody bruises, and put band-aids on his cuts. They left for the school parking lot, so they could leave.
Well, in Gerard's mind, the kids took the game to a whole new one, translated into, "Lets all beam Gerard with the ball" game.
"Hey, Gee, you know, all the girls say that Randy Redkrik is really hot."
"How can HE be cute!? He looks like a caveman that hasen't shaved for weeks!!"
"Hey, there he is!" Frank exclaimed, noticing the taller guy.
"Hey, Randy...." Frank said.
"Hey, Iero. What are you doing with Loser Gerard?"
Frank didn't awnser.
"Whatever," Randy scofffed, as he walked away. "You can hang out with him if you want, but don't be suprised if you turn into a wimp like him."
Gerard flinched at the word "wimp".
"Well..." Gerard sighed. "That one's new."
Then the whistle blew. The game was going to begin. The PE teacher had divided them into two teams.:The Red team and the Blue team.
The Blue team consisted of the nerds, and the outcasts..and Gerard. The red team had all the jocks, and for some reason, they put Frank on that team.
The ball raced straight towards Gerard. He got hit in the stomach. The jocks laughed at his crumpled form as he hit the ground.
The game continued and no one dared to touch Frank, because they knew he was somewhat cool, compared to Gerard. The balls hit Gerard sevarl times, he was very beat up. Quite a few brusies, and quite a few imprints from the kickball they used. He looked horrible. Frank ran to him.
"Oh man, are you OK?"
"Ow, Frank. I can't breathe!" Gerard wheezed. Gerard wasn't atsmetic, he just was a bit sickly now.
"C'mon, Gee. Let's go get some water," Frank said, smiling at him.
"Kay."
After Gerard got his breath back they headed to the nurse to get Gerard looked at.
She gave him some neosporin on the bloody bruises, and put band-aids on his cuts. They left for the school parking lot, so they could leave.