"Okay, you have any eights?" Mikey asked, "Go fish" Gerard smirked, "Sorry Mikey..." I grinned sheepishly. Mikey put on a scowl and reached from the dog pile and got out a card. "HAH! I got an eight!" Mikey grinned and set down his book. "Do you have any Queens?" Mikey asked with his grin still plastered on his face.
"What? No fair!" Gerard protested.
I shook my head. hours of being together in the same room is boring, especially when your siblings leave you alone to go to bed. Stupid chronic sleeping disorder...
"This game is the pits... Mikey won 10 times in a row!" Gerard scowled, "We only played thrice, Gerard" I clarified. "Really?" he asked surprised, "It seemed like 10" Gerard blinked.
"It's just 11:05pm, get over it" Mikey laughed.
"Can't. Its past your bed time" Gerard replied sternly. Mikey and I gave him a weird look.
What the fuck?
"Uh... Gerard, I'm 13" Mikey pointed out, "Ah... Wait... you're short too" Geard smirked. I rolled my eyes. Mikey was 5'5" so he was two inches over me. Gerard was 5'7"-ish.
"As if you're tall Gerardine" I scowled at Gerard, "Yeah but Frank's uber short! As short as you" Gerard smirked at me.
I shook my head. "You're an idiot Gerard" I laughed along with Mikey. "Uh, sure. Well I'm going to bed unlike the two of you even if there is a raging storm..." Gerard huffed as he stood up. "Good Night Gerardine" I smirked, "Sleep tight!" Mikey added. "Don't let vampires bite" Mikey and I chorused with equally soft laughs.
"Whatever..." Gerard laughed and headed towards the guest room which I showed him earlier. It was funny how he reacted when I showed him around the house. Unlike Mikey, he's never entered a single part of my family's home.
"Jessie! WAS THAT YOU?!" Gerard yelled, "Amazingly: yes, Gerard. Why?" came the reply of the girl. "WHAT HAPPENED?" Gerard replied with a laugh.
Jessie scowled and a pillow collided with Gerard's face.
"Anyway... What now Michael?" I asked Mikey as I lay down on my carpeted floor. "I dunno..." came Mikey's reply.
Silence.
"Can we please break this awkward silence?" I asked in exaspiration. "Sorry, I'll try to think of something to talk about" Mikey shot me a glare. "Sorry Mikey" I replied.
Silence.
"Goddamit, I can't take this silence either" Mikey groaned. "Fine. What's the first question that enters your head and I'll answer it truthfully" I grinned.
"Have you ever skinny dipped?"
"Yes"
"Have you ever serenaded a guy"
"Yes"
"Have you ever ran around a town naked screaming 'THE SKY IS FALLING!!!'?"
"Uh.. No... THat was really weird Mikey..."
"Heh, sorry"
"Next question"
"Hmm..."
"Go, spit it out"
"It might be a bit awkward"
"The only thing awkward enough is silence"
"Well..."
"Spit it out, Way"
"Have you ever been inlove?"
Oh. My. God.
Rest in results! Sorry if this chapter's short! I had a hectic week...
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"Why would you ask that?" I asked, "Because I think I like someone..." Mikey replied.
"WHO?!" I asked ecstaticly, "That I can't tell you but you have to answer my question" Mikey scowled. I scowled and stuck of my nose.
"Come on!" Mikey pleaded, "Fine. Yes" I huffed.
"Who is it?" Mikey asked eargerly, I made a face. "I'm not telling a fag, tell me who you like first" I scowled. "Fine" Mikey sighed.
"You give up too easilly"
"Sorry"
"Whatever. Just tell me who it is..."
"It's..."
Frank's POV
I stared out the window. Nothing new once again.
When will this stupid rain stop? When can I go outside once again? Even if people do tease me, I just want to go to school, read a book. Just away from this hell of a home.
I wish my life could be like Gerard and Mikey's. Perfect. They're like two peas in a pod with caring parents and a caring grandmother. I'm stuck here with divorced parents and a guitar. My grandparents died and no one likes me, aside from the rest of the guys of course.
And the girl which I happen to love the most won't even look at me in the hallways. Am I that much of a disgrace? I can think of things to impress her at least but what difference is it when I can't do them for her.
That's what I want. A perfect life. A perfect girlfriend. The girl with that undyed dark brown hair, the one with hazel eyes, the one that would laugh at anything and who's smile would brighten my day even if I didn't show it.
I don't want to waste my life away here in this room. I want to be out there, having fun, with that girl of my dreams.
"FRANK! PLEASE COME DOWN! TALK TO ME!" came mom's voice. I love her to bits but she'd never understand how I felt when she and dad split up.
"I'm coming mom!" I called back.
I looked out the window once again. It was positioned to face Jessie's house. Across that patch of land, I could see her. I don't even think she knows I live here.
I just wish she'd lie in my arms and not rant about my height. Not like all those other girls. I know Jessie's not like that.
I should know, she's the other best friend of my best friend and he doesn't stop talking about her. It never sickens me when he rants about Jessie's new hairstyles and why she doesn't just dye her hair. I love her the way she is and in anyway she changes.
I keep asking myself if I'd ever have the guts to jam all this stuff I'm thinking right now in her head...
But I wouldn't hurt her of course.
"FRANKIE!
"Not ever..." I sighed and turned around. I walked towards the door and opened it. I took one last glance at my window and sighed once more.
Damn it, Jessie.
Just fucking talk to me.
I shook my head and walked out closing the door behind me.
Finally, this is for laughs! XD
