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Gerard’s point of view…

My alarm went off loudly in the morning, waking me and Mikey and telling us that we have to get up and go to the place we weren’t allowed to be ourselves without punishment.

School.

Just that word is enough to make me cringe!

I stepped over my jumble of clothes and made my way over to my wardrobe, opening the creaky doors and trying my hardest not to catch sight of myself in the mirror… wasted effort. I hate looking in the mirror… I never like what I see… just disappointment and an angry bi=polar kid with no future…

I sighed and picked out my black skinny jeans that had the ripped knees… Paula had gone mental when me and Mikey came home with both of our trouser knees ripped… we told her that it was from us skateboarding… because we knew that she would cause a fuss and then every other kid in the home would know about it and have something else to pick on us about…

It was all of the popular jocks from school… they had shoved Mikey in one of the lockers and then when I had let him out they had chased us all the way down the street right up until we had tripped and ripped our trousers… we were more worried about stealing her concealer to cover up the bruises than how ripped up our jeans had got…

She had told us to throw them away but if I’m honest… I kinda think they look cool… but when I told her that she just looked at me as if I was a freak for wanting to keep my trousers despite this!

Anyways… I pulled on my ripped jeans and then a plain black tee shirt… then I wore my nightmare before Christmas hoodie…

“Mikey… you need to get up… I’m already dressed!” I said poking him in the cheek… he had fallen asleep in his glasses… again …and he had glasses imprinted into the side of his head!

“Fine. Eugh… gee I don’t want to go to school…” he said as he walked to the door wearing his duvet wrapped around his body making him look like a caterpillar!

“Neither mikes but… well. We kinda have to. Go on… go get dressed… I’ll make you some coffee yeh?” I said running my hand through my long hair there we go. That will do for brushing my hair!… I remember when they told me I was having it cut and I locked myself in the bathroom and refused to leave until they promised me that I wouldn’t have to have it cut… I was… no sorry… am a bit messed up and it was a bit childish!... (I’m leaving the bit out where I tell you that this was only last year…)

I smudged some eyeliner on and then I walked down to the kitchen where all the other children were chatting and laughing or in milo’s case… being told off for putting four table spoons of sugar on his coco pops…

I switched the kettle on and put the right amount of each thing into each cup… Mikey having his iron maiden cup (that scared the little kids) and me having my corpse bride cup (that also scared the little kids… mind you… I think us in general scared the little kids...)…

“Paula says that were not allowed coffee Gerard…” Rosie says as she tugs at my sleeve.

“Oh well.” I reply turning away from her.

“I’m telling of you Gerard!” she says as she scuttles off into the dining room.

“You do that then…” I whispered as I filled the cups with boiling water.
You know you’re not allowed coffee Gerard!” Paula said walking over.

“I’m fourteen…” I said, but I that didn’t make any difference to the amount of times I had bought coffee from Starbucks…

“So? That doesn’t make any difference! That’s like saying you are allowed to smoke because you’re fourteen…” she said raising an eyebrow. Yeah… about that…

“Not really! In fact it’s completely different!” I said walking over to the fridge and taking the milk out.

“Will you stop for a second!” she said but I just ignored her… I really wasn’t in the mood for this… “Gerard!”

“Well… I bought it with my paper round money!” I said looking at her with a smirk on my face.

“Well then couldn’t you have bought decaf?!” she said bending down to pick up one of the smaller children.

“Nah… that’s boring…” I said poking my tongue out, I picked up the jar and the two cups and carried them up the stairs if I had left the jar down there then Paula would confiscate it for sure!

“Mikey… I’ve got your coffee…” I said through his door.

I chuckled to myself when I heard fast footsteps running to the door and opening it quickly.

“Thank you gee! You having anything for breakfast… you didn’t eat anything yesterday…” he said with a yawn.

“Well… can we stop of at the shops on the way to school? And then I’ll get something kay?” I said hoping that I convincing him was working… I would just tell him that I forgot my money… I’m not very hungry anyways.

“Fine… but we had best leave now otherwise we will be late for school so let’s go now…” he said pulling on his black flag zipper…

We set off after shouting a ‘see ya’ over to Paula who just nodded.

The second I got around the corner I sighed and pulled my box of cigarettes out of my bag and put one in my mouth and then without thinking I offered one to Mikey.

Wait… I just offered a cigarette to my 12 year old brother! And I was smoking in front of my 12 years old brother.

“Cheers gee!” he said taking in and putting it in his mouth.

“Wait I just… you… i... okay then… do you even know what you’re doing?!” I asked him with a confused look on my face.

“Dude… I’m not stupid!” he said pulling a green lighter out of his pocket.

“Didn’t know you smoked mikes?!” I said watching him take a long drag and then breathe out, letting the swirls of smoke spiral around him.

“Didn’t know you smoked gee?!” he said in reply giving me a smile.

When did you start? Say at the same time yeh?!” I said giggling slightly at his expression.

“Okay…” he replied.

“Ready… 1-2-3 GO!” I shouted.

“BERTS PARTY!” we both shouted in unison and then looked at him with my head tilted slightly and then we both burst into fits of laughter when we realised that we had mirrored each other actions exactly.

“please tell me you knew that what he was offering around… it wasn’t… erm… normal tobacco right?...” I said wondering if had had done the same as me and said no to that but then had a few normal ones afterwards…

“Yeah… I could tell from the smell! I was like… that no shmell liyke normal baccy! And then Bert just looked at me and said: you like unicorn’s right? And then when i said yes he offered me one and told me that I could see all the unicorns I wanted if I smoked this… I told him that I had recorded a program at home that taught me how to catch them… then he just looked at me like I was taking something other than what he was offering…” Mikey said but then he trailed off when he saw that I was nearly on the floor from laughing so hard!

sorry this has taken so long! will put more on to make up for it!
-EBONY XO