Frerard :: Rebel :: 03

Frank’s POV

There was something about Gerard. I’d never felt like this about another guy…or even a girl…before. It was a weird feeling I must say, like nervousness times 1000! I never knew that I was gay, I mean, I hadn’t been attracted to a guy before. There was just something about Gerard…something that made him different from others. He’s like an angel…good natured and looks peaceful. I do not have a religious bone in my body, yet I thank God for sending my Angel, Gerard.

Bob shook me awake. I groaned, I’d had a wondrous dream and I didn’t want it to end. I reluctantly opened my eyes and got up. I’d only been at this school for 1 day and I already hate it. I showered and got into my ugly uniform…I would burn it one day. I smiled, remembering my plan to get out of here. I was going to get a lot of bibles and pile them up in the middle of the quad. I was then going to set them on fire…goodbye St Michael’s Boarding School for Boys! Bob looked at me curiously…I guess I did look pretty evil smiling like a maniac.
“What are you thinking about?” he asked
“Burning stuff so I can get expelled,” I said sighing happily.
Bob just stared at me, shaking his head. I just grinned and walked out of the room. I was hungry…and I wanted to see Gerard. Bob caught up with me.
“Why the hurry?” he asked
“I’m hungry,” I lied.

I got my breakfast and looked around. Gerard was sitting by himself again…I felt so sorry for him. The others don’t treat him well…I don’t think that’s fair. I shook my head; this is really weird, I normally don’t give a shit about another person. I walked over to Gerard’s table.
“Can I join you?” I asked.
He looked up his hazel eyes observing me. He looked so amazing; I can’t understand why he doesn’t have any friends. He nodded shyly and I slowly sat down. I could stare at him for hours; it was just like staring at piece of art in an art gallery. He shifted uncomfortably under my gaze, so I stopped staring at him and instead took great interest in my food. I looked back up at him, only to see he had a slightly scared look on his face. Someone tapped on my shoulder; I turned around to see Bob and Ray.
“Frank…could you come with us for a sec?” Ray asked.
I glanced at Gerard, I didn’t want to leave him alone, but I guess I had no choice. I slowly got up and followed Ray and Bob.

They led me out of the cafeteria and then turned around to face me.
“What’s wrong?” I asked them
They looked at each other, obviously trying to find the words for what they were about to say.
“What’s with you and the religious freak?” Ray blurted out earning a glare from Bob.
“Well, what’s with you and Gerard?” Bob asked nicely.
I looked at both of them…how did they figure out that I had weird feelings for him?
“What we mean is…why would you rather sit with an outcast than us?” Bob asked.
“He looks lonely…I think everyone deserves a person to talk to…a friend,” I replied, not hinting about my crush on him.
Bob searched me with his eyes, seeing if there was more. I thought he was about to say something, but decided against it. Bob told Ray that we would meet him in there. As soon as Ray left Bob turned to me.
“Frank…I know,” was all he said before following Ray.
I gulped…he knew; but how could he? I shook my head and walked back into the cafeteria.