Private School Etiquette
We can do anything with science
~time lapse~
Frank pov
Science is my least favourite lesson. Period.
There are many reasons to my Hatred for the stupid subject, one of them is Pete Wentz just pressing my buttons all the time... Unfortunately he sits behind me and constantly talks shit to me. Another reason is that I'm so shit at science that even the teacher doesn't care if I show up, showing up just means another student for him to "teach".
Today wasn't the day for science, time to go and sit in my room for a while.
I tried to make myself un-detectable by teachers and staff, just in case they actually cared this time. It was October, the 29th of October to be precise, and the trees were slowly losing leaves and exposing their spindly branches.
Three more days until my birthday, I should be excited, but I never am. Nothing ever happens on my birthday anymore, actually, my last birthday party was when I was about ten years old! That's... Six years... Whoa.
I made it in to the dorm block without being seen, my shoes squeaked along the tile floor "SH!" I raised my fingers to my lips and looked down at my high tops
I made my way up the flights of stairs and to my room in silence, I shoved my hand into my pockets and grabbed my key... " I luv frankie." Was scribbled over the key in black marker, I couldn't make out who's writing it was due to the fact I couldn't care less right now.
Gerard pov
Where the fuck is Frank? He is going to be late for class. I stumbled into the science lab and decided to sit next to Patrick. My eyes fell on Mikey happily sat next to Pete, probably talking about the latest gossip and scandal, no doubt.
"Alright, class! Today we are going to be dissecting a pigs heart!"
"Ewwwwww." Patrick squealed in disgust and covered his eyes as Sir pulled out a swollen heart on to the surface, "I am NOT dissecting anything."
"Well fine just sit there and do some textbook work." Sir placed a book in front of Patrick and I,
"I might as well just do some textbook work..." I smirked at Patrick, he grinned at me as a reply.
For the next hour we didn't even open the book, we just sat and talked about nothing while the others watched Sir carefully slice different parts of the organ. After a while the class sat back down and started to gather their things, "Hey, where is Frankie boy?" Pete strolled over with Mikey following close behind,
"I don't know," I started to think of a smart remark, "why, do you miss him?" I made a slight pout and rested my face in my hands,
"Um no! I just wanted to know if he has killed himself for being a faggot yet?" He turned to Mikey for a reassuring laugh, surely enough he did, it was a little forced and awkward but he still laughed. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Patricks mouth drop in horror, as did mine. Suddenly rage engulfed me and I could start to feel the warning that I was about to exploded in anger,
" Don't you fucking dare!" I slammed my hands on the table and sprang up on my feet,
"Oh, didn't you know your little boyfriend has "problems" ?"
He smirked at me and raised his eyebrow,
" He is fine, you just need to stop fucking around with his head! You're the fucking problem around here,"
"Mr Way!" I turned my head slightly to see the teacher standing beside my table, "Outside. Now." He gestured towards the door,
"Fine." I replied bluntly as i grabbed my things and slammed the door And left, I decided that I wouldn't take anymore shit and I will go to my room.
Frank pov
Science is my least favourite lesson. Period.
There are many reasons to my Hatred for the stupid subject, one of them is Pete Wentz just pressing my buttons all the time... Unfortunately he sits behind me and constantly talks shit to me. Another reason is that I'm so shit at science that even the teacher doesn't care if I show up, showing up just means another student for him to "teach".
Today wasn't the day for science, time to go and sit in my room for a while.
I tried to make myself un-detectable by teachers and staff, just in case they actually cared this time. It was October, the 29th of October to be precise, and the trees were slowly losing leaves and exposing their spindly branches.
Three more days until my birthday, I should be excited, but I never am. Nothing ever happens on my birthday anymore, actually, my last birthday party was when I was about ten years old! That's... Six years... Whoa.
I made it in to the dorm block without being seen, my shoes squeaked along the tile floor "SH!" I raised my fingers to my lips and looked down at my high tops
I made my way up the flights of stairs and to my room in silence, I shoved my hand into my pockets and grabbed my key... " I luv frankie." Was scribbled over the key in black marker, I couldn't make out who's writing it was due to the fact I couldn't care less right now.
Gerard pov
Where the fuck is Frank? He is going to be late for class. I stumbled into the science lab and decided to sit next to Patrick. My eyes fell on Mikey happily sat next to Pete, probably talking about the latest gossip and scandal, no doubt.
"Alright, class! Today we are going to be dissecting a pigs heart!"
"Ewwwwww." Patrick squealed in disgust and covered his eyes as Sir pulled out a swollen heart on to the surface, "I am NOT dissecting anything."
"Well fine just sit there and do some textbook work." Sir placed a book in front of Patrick and I,
"I might as well just do some textbook work..." I smirked at Patrick, he grinned at me as a reply.
For the next hour we didn't even open the book, we just sat and talked about nothing while the others watched Sir carefully slice different parts of the organ. After a while the class sat back down and started to gather their things, "Hey, where is Frankie boy?" Pete strolled over with Mikey following close behind,
"I don't know," I started to think of a smart remark, "why, do you miss him?" I made a slight pout and rested my face in my hands,
"Um no! I just wanted to know if he has killed himself for being a faggot yet?" He turned to Mikey for a reassuring laugh, surely enough he did, it was a little forced and awkward but he still laughed. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Patricks mouth drop in horror, as did mine. Suddenly rage engulfed me and I could start to feel the warning that I was about to exploded in anger,
" Don't you fucking dare!" I slammed my hands on the table and sprang up on my feet,
"Oh, didn't you know your little boyfriend has "problems" ?"
He smirked at me and raised his eyebrow,
" He is fine, you just need to stop fucking around with his head! You're the fucking problem around here,"
"Mr Way!" I turned my head slightly to see the teacher standing beside my table, "Outside. Now." He gestured towards the door,
"Fine." I replied bluntly as i grabbed my things and slammed the door And left, I decided that I wouldn't take anymore shit and I will go to my room.