CHAPTER 2
“Mikes! Gee!” I yelled running to two of my best friends, the Way brothers.
“Lissie! Frankie! Ray!” Gerard screamed back running at us. We met in a hug while Frank, Mikey, and Ray walked towards us. “Geez, guys control yourselves. You just saw each other Friday and people are giving us those creepy looks…” Mikey shuddered. “I hate those creepy looks. I always think they’re gonna come at me with forks. We all stared at Mikey. I sighed. “ Ok Mikes. First who walks around with a fork? And second those creepy looks are more like ‘God, I would love to just spoon out they’re eyes’. This time every one stared at me. “ So people walk around with spoons but not forks?” Gerard laughed. “ I would love to go through your’s and Mikey’s minds sometime. “Ewww” Mikey and I said in unison. “That’s disgusting. And yes people would walk around with spoons and not forks. If you put a fork in your pocket it’ll poke you, but if you put a spoon in your pocket it’ll just rub you…Get Down!” I yelled and got on the ground with the boys doing the same as three footballs flew over our heads. Frank flicked off the laughing jocks and we all got up. “Come on guys, we need to get in the building anyways” Mikey said hanging his head a little. As we were going in, I turned around and flicked off the jocks again, only making them laugh harder. Stupid pricks. The day went on as usual with the jocks teasing us and us telling them to ******** off. But while I was switching my books at my locker some kid that I had seen hanging with the jocks came up to me. He said some stupid stuff about me pretending to be his ‘special friend’ to freak out his parents. He even said he’d pay me. He was pretty much implying that he wanted to use my ‘freakiness’ for his own good. I started laughing me a** off and I chocked out a no. I told Gerard about it and he got angry. I don’t see why though we were all pretty used to being called freaks. I guess because he was asking me to sell myself and that would put me on the same level as a prostitute, well not exactly the same level but close. The thing is I actually like him getting mad at another guy over me. It’s kinda like jealousy right? If you can’t guess I have a crush on Gerard. A huge one and I have for a while now. Who wouldn’t? He’s artistic, he has an amazing voice (which I have dreamed of him singing to me with hundreds of time) , he’s sweet, and he’s gorgeous which is like an extra cherry on a hot fudge sundae. The only person who knew though was of course Frank. We’re twins so obviously we’re gonna tell each other everything. I even knew he had a crush on a girl named Jessie.
When school ended we all went over to our friend Bob’s house. The boys kept talking about a band and I did m homework. What can I say I’m a nerd. Frank and I eventually went home, I told him about what that kid asked me, and he laughed. My own twin brother didn’t get angry. I went to bed thinking about it.