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I crept through the halls to my locker, keeping all my senses alert in case I see a long haired girl. She still didn't let go of me, torturing me in my dreams and hunting my sleep. My skin crawl at the thought of her,.
"Frank?!", I jogged the rest of the distance to our lockers, hoping with all my heart it wasn't just an illusion of someone who looked like Frankie.
He turned around with a weak smile on his lips, making me gasp, "What did they to you?!"
I took him all in with my eyes wide open and jaw hanging low, "A suit?!"

He shrugged apologetically, "It's my new school uniform"

"God Frankie," I clasped my hands on my mouth. He was wearing a red and blue striped tie matching the navy blue pants and blazer with a little lion on his pocket, and a crisp white button up shirt, "Oh my fucking god!"

"Hey! I think I look rather hot," he swirled around himself with arms stretched wide.

"Yeah but still," I insisted on gawping at him uncontrollably, "The only time you wore a suit was at your aunt Marie's funeral"

"And at uncle's Alberto's funeral," he smirked.

"Yeah"

"And at cousin Miranda's wedding but it was essentially the same thing"

"And even then you bit and screamed your way out of it," I nodded, leaning on my locker, unable to take my eyes off Frankie, he looked taller.

"I admit suits brings unpleasant memories but what can I do," he shrugged pathetically.

"Where did they submit you?"

"Um some all boys catholic school in Manhattan," he slowely placed random items in his school bag, "Saint shit, something like that"

"All boys?!," I gasped loudly, "Frankie, no girls?!"

"Except for the nuns," he wriggled his eyebrows playfully, "You know what they say about nuns"

"The horniest women ever," I completed his sentence, high fiving him, "But is fucking a nun moral?"

He chuckled slightly, "And putting me in an all boys school is?"

"Good point"

"But there's this twin all girls school across the road or something"

"You sir," I poked him in the stomach, "Landed in a gold mime"

"I'll miss you though," he smiled his sly Iero smile, "Between all the vaginas, your image will stay with me"

I giggled, "Ah such a sweet thing to say"

A breathless Mikey choose that special moment of bonding to appear, "When you guys are coming?"

"To where, dude?," Frank frowned, sliding a few books into his bag.

"The party!," Mikey exclaimed, "The fucking party you forced me into having!"

"I can't, man," Frank rested his hand on Mikey's shoulder, "I'm grounded, a step out of line and my next stop is boot camp"

Mikey groaned, turning to me, "And you?"

"You know I'm grounded too," I said, lowering my eyes to the floor, "The earliest is midnight"

"No!," Mikey cried out, running a nervous hand through his hair, "You gotta be fucking there!"

"I'll be there, dude"

"No like early to set shit up with me"

"No big deal, man. Just arrange a table with the booze and a few snacks and you're set"

"Yeah but what about the music," Mikey started to hyperventilate, "What is best to start the evening with and what's-"

"Dude," I called out sharply, "Just put some metallica on and it would do"

"What about your brother?," Frank zipped up his bag and loaded it on his back, wearing a strange face expression, "Isn't he coming?"

"I guess", Mikey shrugged.

"Then you're all set," he clasped his hand on Mikey's back, "I gotta go"

It was a sad moment, Mikey looked like his cat died and knowing this is the last time I see Frank in these halls brought little tears to my eyes, "Give 'em hell, kid," I threw my arms around his neck so that between me and the tie the oxygen supply was fairly little.

"I promise," he kissed my cheek lightly, "You too, babe"

He outstretched a hand to Mikey, "Take care, man"

"Five minutes in a suit and you're already a prick," I laughed, rubbing my eyes a little.

"I'm telling you," he rolled his eyes.

"See you, dude," Mikey shook his hand.

With that Frank ran out of the hall with his bag on the shoulders, but the way he flipped his finger back at us just made me think it wasn't the last we heard from Franklin Antony Iero.


"You gotta help Mikey," I cornered Gerard at his locker while he was putting some books away.

"Aw the ever friendly miss Hart," he smiled into his locker, giving me a quick glance, "How have you been? I've been good thanks for asking"

I rolled my eyes, waiting for his little act to be over, "No seriously, he's freaking out"

"Aw the shock," he chuckled, shaking his head a little, "Mikey is freaking over some shit. What is it this time?"

"The party"

Now it was his time to roll his eyes, "He'd be fine"

"But you gotta help him set up," I insisted, "Don't be a bitch, he's your brother"

"So what," he slammed his locker shut a little more forcefully then needed to lock a locker in our school, mine rarely opened without violence, "He freaks out everytime something is a little out of his control, that doesn't mean I have to rescue him every single time"

I snickered, "You save him everytime, huh? That's not what I've hear-"

He caught me off rudely, "What have you heard?"

"Never mind," I sighed impatiently, "Bottom line he's your brother and he's nervous and he needs you to be there for him tonight"

"Why do you care anyway?"

"He's my friend," I shrugged, "And I feel kinda guilty for forcing him into it and dumping him when he needs support"

"Whoa!," he exclaimed, freezing on his tracks all together, "You're feeling guilty?! Over a friend?! Holy shit!," I rolled my eyes as he looked me over with astonishment, "You actually have feeling?!"

"I do just not for you"

"Give me a sec to wrap my mind around these news"

"What mind? And just one sec?," I laughed, "I think you'll need more then that"

"Bitch"

"Fucker," I said dryly.

"Fine, since you asked so nicely," he paused to emphasize a point of me not being nice apperently, "I'll help him"

I nodded approvingly.

"I'll help him set up and be back when the party starts off"

"What?," I frowned.

"I don't want you to be home alone," he felt like he should deliberate more cause of my face expression, "You know cause you're grounded"

"So what," I smirked, "I don't need guardians"

"I know," he reached out to touch my face but I pulled back, "I just didn't want to leave you alone"

"What the fuck is wrong with you?," I slapped his hand away when he reached out again and casted glances around in case someone saw him doing that, "I don't want you babysitting me"

"I'm not," he pouted, "I'm just-"

"Yeah I know," I cocked my eyebrow at him and adopted sweet tone to my voice, "Didn't want to veave me avone"

"Well yeah"

"Who said I'm not going to the party anyway," I snapped, remembering what Ray said about 'Gee' telling him I wouldn't be in attendance.

"You're fucking grounded!," he cried out, throwing his arms in the air, "For months! Do you honestly want more!"

"Well if you don't open your big mouth, everything will be just fine"

"God," he exhaled, "You make me wanna smoke"

"Knock yourself out," I motioned at the exit door with my head, "I'm still going"

"Then I'm staying home with you"

"You gotta help Mikey!," I called out frustrated. I don't get why I have to beg him to help his own brother.

"Then promise you won't do anything stupid," he crossed his arms on his chest with a determination.

"Sure," I smirked.

"And don't smirk while you do it"

"OK," I looked down, trying not to grin.

"And look me in the eye"

"How about you fuck off?"

"Vi-.., " he sighed.

"Just go help Mikey and I'll be fine," I started walking away towards my class corridor before he could protest or change his mind. If he stays home, my whole plan of escaping to the party will be doomed, I don't even know why the fuck I had this conversation with him...I owed him shit...No, even less then shit.