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"Well how bout a spoon?" I laugh.

"What?" Bob says like I'm nuts.

"Well, you said you could be anything I want so like if I wanted you to be a spoon could you like magically transform into one and shit?" I say and he laughs.

"Aw Elle." He sighs a little squeezing me closer. "You still don't get it"

"Get what?" I ask.

We were half way down the steps of the school when a voice rang out behind us. "You best not be trying to run off with my girl now Bryar!" Gerard calls out. Bob drops his arm from around me and looks up at him. I glance around pretending to be a little confused.

"Your girl?" I ask and Gerard smiles a little. "Oh you mean me." I say as he comes down the steps towards me.

"Of course I mean you." He says wrapping his arms around my waist. He leans in and kisses my cheek and I sigh a little. "mmm who else baby?" He says pressing his face into my neck. I was tempted to say Jessica but I bit my tongue...

The last thing I want is to get in a fight with him and have him run back to her... "So?" He says and I just looked at him blankly.

"So... what?" I ask a little confused.

"Were you and Bob running away together or what?" He teases. I laugh.

"Would you have really noticed if I did." I say lowering my voice down softly.

"What?" He laughs a little, I guess figuring I was kidding and he takes his hands off me and starts patting his pockets looking for his cigarettes I guess...

"Here." I say pulling the cigarettes from my purse and handing them to him as we followed Bob towards the lot.

"Fuck Elle, I've been waiting for you for shit almost an hour now." He says pulling out some matches from his pocket.

"Oh I umm really? I couldn't tell." I say and Gerard frowns slightly.

"What?" He says a little bemused.

"Well it's just that you seemed to be all over Jessica I wasn't sure if you even saw me come in." I say rubbing my bare arms a little to keep warm as Bob hands me a cigarette he had already lit up since Gerard was so fucking slow... Bob was just too fucking sweet sometimes... Julia was a lucky girl...

"Elle I saw you come in." Gerard mumbles trying to light his up. I just watched him as the wind blew out his match.

"Fuck." He mutters striking another one. Almost as soon as it flared up the wind blew it out. "You fucking went right by me into the bathroom." He says glancing up at me.

"What?!" I say scoffing a little. He nods insistently.

"I guess you didn't hear me call you." He says as yet another match blows out on him. No I didn't hear him call me... I was too busy watching Bob make out with his date... fuck... "And then I didn't see you come out." He says. Of course not... Cause he was talking to Jessica... wait no.. I left the bathroom before her... shit... I frown a little thinking. "And then I saw you over there talking to Paul." He scoffs as he finally gets his cigarette lit.

"You saw me?" I ask softly.

"Uh yeah." He says taking a deep drag from it. "Didn't I ask you to stay away from him?" He says waving his cigarette at me scolding me a little. I look down a little apologetically. "The only reason I didn't come over to get you was cause I saw Bob was already halfway there." He says and I just look at him. That must've been when Jessica cornered him.
When she saw I was talking to Paul... fuck... "What the hell did you give him anyway?" He says and I shake my head a little trying to sort my thoughts.

"I gave him a piece of my mind." I say and Gerard laughs.

"Elle unless your mind is a bunch of small blue papers..." He says and I smile... He really was watching me... I jump up and kiss him pressing my lips to his. He kinda pulled back and I pressed forward forcing my tongue into his mouth which he accepted. "Mmm don't think you're gonna get away so easy." He says pulling back from me. He ran his hands down my back, past my waist and onto my ass. Then he slid them up a little and then around on to my hips... I could tell that he thought that maybe I didn't have any underwear on... The way he was sliding his hands around checking...

"Get away with what?" I laugh. "I've never tried to get away with anything in my life." I say as seriously as I can muster.

"You're late." He tells me, ignoring my sarcasm and I smirk a little. "You fucking show up late and you're passing notes to Paul and it seems like you may have lost your underwear." He says frowning a little. Bob started choking on his smoke.

"Okay first I wasn't late." I tell him and he rolls his eyes a little. "All right maybe I was a little late, it took me longer than I thought to walk here." I say.

"Walk?!" Gerard cries out. I smile at him. He was all flustered. It was so cute... "I thought Pete was gonna fucking drive you." He says as I reach my arms up around his neck again and kiss his cheek.

"Mmm we had a change of plans." I say and he kinda pulled me off him.

"You okay?" He asks and he looks me over.

"Yeah I'm fine." I say rolling my eyes a bit. He does worry too much, but I don't care... I love him for it.

"And yeah that's another thing Elle, what happened to your tights?" He says looking down at my bare legs.

"Tights?!" I laugh.

"Yeah you were wearing tights when you left." He says raising his voice slightly.

"Uh no I wasn't" I argue. He gave me a hard look. "I mean tights? " I laugh...he doesn't. "Fuck Gerard what am I five?" I say and he frowns. "Little girls wear tights, superheroes wear tights... I wasn't wearing tights!" I laugh.

"Well whatever the fuck you were wearing on your legs before, you definitely had something on your legs." He says and I smile.

"They're called thigh highs." I tell him plainly as Frankie comes up behind Gerard. He was carrying a small cup of what looked like fruit punch.

"Hey guys you gotta check this out." He says excitedly. We all ignore him.

"They're called not on your legs anymore." Gerard says harshly and I roll my eyes a little. Bob just looked at us. Frankie too... I shrugged. "You wanna tell me how you managed to lose them and your underwear sometime between the time I left you at Pete's house and now." Gerard says giving me a hard look. Frankie raised his eyebrows in interest.

"Okay first of all I didn't lose them. I know exactly where they are." I say bluntly. Gerard gave me a look. I know that look...I've seen it many times before...it's the 'you better finish that sentence' look. Now that I think about it, he gives it to me a lot. hmm... "I forgot them at Pete's house." I proclaim.

"You forgot them at Pete's house." Gerard says roughly. I shake my head no. Frankie gives me a quizzical look.

"No! I mean I didn't forget them, well I did kinda forget them but it wasn't on purpose." I say and Gerard frowns. "I um actually leant them to Pete, he was still wearing them when I left." I say lowering my voice down a little. I guess it wasn't low enough cause Frankie mustve heard cause he starts choking on his punch. Like totally gagging. He spit some up on the cement too. Gerard kinda shook his head a little in disgust, but I don't know if was from Frankie's spitting up or the thought of Pete in my 'tights' and underwear...

"He was wearing what?" Frankie yells out wiping his mouth a little.

"You know what Elle, I take it back I don't want to know." Gerard says tossing his hands up in the air somewhat.

"No it wasn't like that." I laugh a little nudging Gerard.

"Wait Pete Ontellio is a cross-dresser?" Bob says flicking his cigarette butt to the ground.

"NO!" I laugh.

"But he's gay?" Frankie says. I shake my head no. Gerard is shaking his yes.

"No he's not." I insist. Gerard just looked at me. "That's why I was there for so long. We were talking He's not gay I swear." I say and Gerard raises his eyebrows up a bit.

"Okay now you gotta start talking." He says crossing his arms on his chest.

"You just said you didn't want to know." I tease him.

"Elle." He says stubbornly.

"No come on didn't he just say that!' I say looking over at Bob. " He can't just take it back can he?" I pout a little.

"Well normally I'd say no Elle." Bob nods a little at me. "But I kinda wanna hear this too so I'm gonna say yeah." He laughs. I look over at Frankie.

"Ditto." He says and I wrinkle my face at him.

"What's that mean?" I ask. I never heard that before...

"It means you better start fucking talking." Gerard warns me. I look at all three of them. They're all nodding. Oh fuck...

"I don't know what you want me to say!" I laugh a little. "Pete said he was gay ya know." I say and Gerard nods a little.

Bob and Frankie just looked at me cause they didn't know what the hell I was talking about... "So umm when I got there we were talking and umm he started saying how he wasn't sure if he was really gay and he wanted me to help him." I say and Gerard rubs his neck like he was getting a pain in it...

"How?" He says.

"You okay?" I ask reaching up and pushing his hand over and rubbing it for him.

"Just how!" He repeats. "How did he want you to help him?" He asks like he's afraid to hear the answer.

"Oh yeah!" I laugh. "He said if I fucked him that would help him figure out if he liked it or not, like then he would know if he was gay or not!' I say and Frankie shrieks a little.

"And where does your underwear and tights fit into all this?" Gerard says biting his lip a little. I was gonna correct him and tell him they weren't tights again but he looked kinda stressed so I let it slide. "Elle." He says roughly.

"Huh?" I reply.

"You did tell him no didn't you?" He says positioning me directly in front of him. He lifts my chin so I'm looking right into his eyes and I smile.

"Actually that's the best part Gerard." I say opening my purse up to pull the picture out. "I told him yeah..."