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The day started off relatively normal. Gerard and Mikey woke up. Gerard took his pills earlier so the hallucinating wouldn't be so bad. They got dressed, brushed their teeth, got the packed lunches, had some breakfast and left.

Gerards first two lessons were fine. The voice didn't come, he sat with Frank for both lessons, he did his work. Or at least attempted too.

It was all so normal. Just so normal. Especially for Gerard. They should of known. Nothing ever this straight forward. Not for them. Not for Gerard.

It started to go wrong at dinner. Gerard had just left his lesson. It was the only lesson he'd been alone in. He had been worried about it, but as it happen, The girl, who Gerard learnt was called Emma, was in his class and kept an eye on him. But after the lesson, they went their separated ways and Gerard found himself lost and alone.

Being as níave as he is, Gerard thought it was best to ask someone where to go. That when he saw three boy, all around the same age. They all wore similar clothes. Straight, baggy jeans and big lable shirt. There hair was pretty similar too. Cropped at the sides and slightly longer on top so they could spike it up. A little voice in the back of Gerards head told him to keep walking, but Gerard couldn't differ between the good voices and the bad voices. So he ignored it.

"Um...Hello..." Gerard whispered, he suddenly felt the pressure of having three pairs of glaring eyes on him. "Um...I was...do you..."

"What the fuck is this guy?" one of them said, eyeing Gerard up and down.

"Ain't that Way's brother?" another one asked. The last one finally stepped forward. He smirked

"No, I know who that is. Thats the fuckin' lunatic who talks to himself" they all stared at him for a few minutes and laughed.

"D-do you kn-know where Mikey or F-Frank i-is?@" Gerard stuttered out. He wished he'd just continued looking by himself. The boy took a step closer to him.

"And he's friends with that faggot, Iero" the last one smirked "I bet he's a fag too. You know what we do to fags dont'cha boys?"

They all laughed harshly and closed in around Gerard, who let out a small squeak. Suddenly blows were raining down on him. He felt to the ground harshly, his mind picked up on them laughing as they started to kick him.

Meanwhile, Frank was meandering about looking for Gerard. When he hadn't come and found them, Mikey got worried, so Frank said he'd look for him. Frank didn't want to admit it, but he was slightly attracted to Gerard.

He didn't want to call out Gerards name, so he just look everywhere he could think of. Thats when he saw Toby, Eric and Jake kicking the shit outta some guys. Now normally, Frank would keep on walking, he get beaten up enough. That was until his saw who it was getting attacked.

"What the fuck do you think your doing?!" Frank screamed storming over to them. They all jumped away and glared at Frank.

"Beating the fag outta this freak." they all laughed. Frank stepped forward and Gerard crawled away, tears clouding his vision.

Frank felt the anger build in him. These people made him sick. These people who everyone liked. But why? What did they do? They picked on people who were different. How was that admirable? Franks took a slow, almost menacing step forward, so he was practically nose to nose with the leader (well, nose to chest as Frank was rather short)

"Go near Gerard again, and I will personally rip out your jugular and eat if for substance" although the threat sounded quite stupid, there was a malice to his voice which told truth in his threat.

"We don't want faggots in our school." the leader said, thought he sounded quite scared and unsure.

"And we don't want homophobes" Frank resorted like a smart ass.

Before anything else could of been said Frank grabbed Gerards hand and pulled him round the corner. Gerard was crying, the pain was really getting to him.

Frank sat him down against a wall and looked at the damage. He had a slit lip and eyebrow and a black eye forming. He properly had another dozen bruises on his clothed body.

"F-f-Frank! It h-hu-hurts" Gerard sobbed. Frank pulled him in for a hug, getting a slight thrill at being so close to him.

"Its okay, it'll stop soon." He promised him. Gerard stared at him for a minute as if to check he was telling the truth. Then nodded slightly.

"Okay..." they were silent for a minute until "Frank...what's a faggot?" Gerard whispered, he gave him a funny look to see if he was serious. He was. One hundred percent.

"A faggot is a horrible, derogatory word for a gay person." Frank told him, flicking my hair out his hair out of his face. Gerard wasn't so naive he didn't know what gay meant.

"Are you gay?" Gerard asked him. Frank smiled light.

"Yep." Gerard furrowed his brow, he was trying to form his next question properly.

"Am I gay?" Gerard asked. Frank chuckled lightly.

"I don't know Gerard. Do you like boys" Frank asked not expecting an answer, but a tiny part of him hoped Gerard would say yes.

"I like you and Mikey." Gerard told him, Frank chuckled again and shook his head.

"But do you think boys are attractive? Would you rather kiss a boy or a girl?" Frank asked him. Gerard thought about this for a minute.

"Frank? I think I am gay"