Inside My Arms

Frank fidgets with his key.
Forcing the small key to open the door.
I'm waiting for him to realize he got the wrong key.

I walk up to the flowers placed nicely on his yard.
The flowers are arranged in colors.
I pick up a pink one.
And put it in my hair.

"Oh shit! I got the wrong key again!" Frank shouts.

I laugh, and walk to him.

"Do you have a spare?" I ask him.

"No, I lost the spare."

I can see Frank's face getting red.
It gets red often now.
I think it's the stress coming from school.
It's making him get frustrated more easily.

"I have an idea!" he exclaims.

He walks to his backyard.
Climbs up the big oak tree.
And stumbles into his balcony.

"Go to the front door," he tells me.

I nod.

I stop quickly.
Gerard Way was standing there.
Along with his brother.
And a couple of guys I recognized from school.

I start feeling nauseas.
Oh no, this isn't going to go well...

You can do this, Polly!
I tell myself.

I stood up straight.
Bringing out my chest in full confidence.
But lost it all when they noticed me standing.

Mikey waved at me.
I liked Mikey more than Gerard.
Because Gerard was the master mind of stealing my toys.
Not Mikey.

I smiled at him.
And stood behind them.
Frank eventually opened the door.
Smiling wide.

I felt happy for him.
He always wanted a band;
To be in a band.

I followed Gerard and his friends.
They look around.
I can tell it's their first time in Frank's home.

"Hey, its all set up in the living room. Do you guys want anything?" Frank asked the guys.

They all say the same thing:
coke.

They all wonder off.
I walked over to Frank.
And followed him to the kitchen.