Status: I am going from where I last left off
I found you, now I have to fix you?
Home EC is Awesome
Gerards POV
I walk to Home EC with Frank holding my hand, lagging behind our new friends. Frank seemed to not like them. Or at least seemed hesitant. I rubbed circles into his thumb and we headed into the class. There was little kitchens at least seven of them, and there was sewing machines. In the front there was a woman who looked like the ice queen but her smile seemed to be very warm, and her hands told of years of stories and tales.
I go up to her, and start to speak in a gentle voice.
"Hello, my name is Gerard. I'm new." I hold out my hand, and she shakes it.
"Why hello young man. My name is Ms. McKinley. Welcome to our school. Have you met anyone here yet?" I nod and call the guys over.
Ms.McKinley raises her brows at who showed up behind me.
"Oh, you've made friends with one of my best cooks! And two of my worst, and my skipper." Ray blushes at the cook comment and bob and Mikey glare at her when she says worst and of course Frank smiles at the skipper.
"Oh, well. What will we be learning today Ms. McKinley?" I say trying to break the tension.
"French Toast! But a very special recipe. I'm sure you will do fine Hun. Now go sit down, you can take a seat next to Lindsey. Lindsey raise your hand?" I see a punk girl raise her hand, she smiles when she sees me. Great, a girl checking me out. I roll my eyes and take a seat.
Franks POV
Oh yay! French Toast! I know I can get easy marks on this. I make it all the time. But still I really don't like ms. McKinley. She has always hated me. When she puts us in groups I say,
"Can you put Gerard in a group with his friends? You know how hard it is to be new." she nods her head and the five of us are placed in a group. Our kitchen is black, and I grin like a idiot.
After we finish cooking we set up our table and eat. Frank sits beside me and we finish our toast. It was really, really good. We got a A! Yes!
I walk to Home EC with Frank holding my hand, lagging behind our new friends. Frank seemed to not like them. Or at least seemed hesitant. I rubbed circles into his thumb and we headed into the class. There was little kitchens at least seven of them, and there was sewing machines. In the front there was a woman who looked like the ice queen but her smile seemed to be very warm, and her hands told of years of stories and tales.
I go up to her, and start to speak in a gentle voice.
"Hello, my name is Gerard. I'm new." I hold out my hand, and she shakes it.
"Why hello young man. My name is Ms. McKinley. Welcome to our school. Have you met anyone here yet?" I nod and call the guys over.
Ms.McKinley raises her brows at who showed up behind me.
"Oh, you've made friends with one of my best cooks! And two of my worst, and my skipper." Ray blushes at the cook comment and bob and Mikey glare at her when she says worst and of course Frank smiles at the skipper.
"Oh, well. What will we be learning today Ms. McKinley?" I say trying to break the tension.
"French Toast! But a very special recipe. I'm sure you will do fine Hun. Now go sit down, you can take a seat next to Lindsey. Lindsey raise your hand?" I see a punk girl raise her hand, she smiles when she sees me. Great, a girl checking me out. I roll my eyes and take a seat.
Franks POV
Oh yay! French Toast! I know I can get easy marks on this. I make it all the time. But still I really don't like ms. McKinley. She has always hated me. When she puts us in groups I say,
"Can you put Gerard in a group with his friends? You know how hard it is to be new." she nods her head and the five of us are placed in a group. Our kitchen is black, and I grin like a idiot.
After we finish cooking we set up our table and eat. Frank sits beside me and we finish our toast. It was really, really good. We got a A! Yes!
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Eeshhh fillerish. Oh well.