As every second turned into minutes passing away torturously slow, Gerard felt himself grow more and more anxious for the double P.E class after the terrible lunch were he would sit alone surrounded by obnoxious students.

P.E had always, always been his weakest subject through the years and still was. It was also the subject he loathed the most too. Yeah, Gerard wasn’t an athlete, but his mother hadn’t been one of the pushy soccer moms wanting to get their kids into sports as early as they could. He had also enjoyed sitting in his dark basement drawing than rather run after a ball only to kick it away again.

However, it was not the workout Gerard was afraid of, it was actually the much ‘simpler’ task before you went into gymnasium; the changing.

The ‘simple’ task by taking off your clothes, standing half-naked along other students for a moment before taking on some shorts and a t-shirt could be easy, for someone with good enough self-esteem.

For Gerard it wasn’t. He felt sick by just thinking of it and it made him want to scratch on every stretchmark, every pudgy limb- everywhere on his body.  

He had been lucky with the last periods, where his mom wrote some excuse Gerard could easily fake. This time he forgot himself as he had searched for something to wear and when his mother reminded him to bring gym clothes, he had no choice but doing so.

Even though this was his second week on Belleville High, Gerard still felt extremely foreign and out of place. He had no idea if there was bullies, if there was he hadn’t experienced any encounters with them yet, and he had no idea how accepting this school environment was.    

So for him to change in a room filled with athletes and others with a ‘normal’ weight was hard to imagine. Especially if he wore a skirt. And it wasn’t like he was obese nor overweight either, he just had a slightly pudgy stomach and some thick thighs. No one who glanced him would definitely think ‘fat’. But everything Gerard had built up crumbled when he had turned everything upside down. Even his sassy attitude and high self-esteem.

Maybe it was that made Mr. Iero so interesting. Gerard could easily compare himself to the science teacher, feeling wise of course, and Gerard was more than ready to build up everything he broke. In addition, he wanted, longed to make his teacher’s eyes aware of his own beauty and Gerard’s own personal feelings.

Gerard glanced the clock hanging over the classroom door again and sighed nervously. Maybe if he skipped the next hour to chain-smoke and listen to something relaxing he would be ready to step inside the foggy and sweat-smelling locker room.

The bell rang with a shrill making Gerard jump up from his desk, pushing everything into his messenger bag and scramble out of the classroom while clutching the cigarette box in his right pocket.

Letting out another shaky breath, he pulled his hood down trying to avoid unwanted attention towards himself as he nearly sprinted down the corridor while drilling holes into the dirty hallway floor.

He was so lost in his own thoughts that he didn’t notice the figure getting closer and closer in his view until he collided headfirst into a chest making them both fall backwards because of Gerard’s speed.

“Shit.” Gerard exclaimed, feeling the panic starting to rise inside him as he started to collect the papers he had knocked out of the person’s hands. Just what he needed right now, unwanted attention. Luckily the hallway was empty he noticed, Gerard just hoped whoever he had knocked onto the floor was not a bully.

“H-here you go…” He said nervously, hoping to get away before he started to hyperventilate and pushed the messily stocked paper into- Mr. Iero’s hands?

Fuck!      

The panic started to swirl faster along with Gerard’s breath as he hauled the still dizzy science teacher up from the floor. He hoped Mr. Iero would give him an detention, it would be like killing two birds with a stone; he avoided two hours of P.E and he could find a way to slip another card into Mr. Iero’s stuff.

“I-I’m so sorry, M-Mr. Iero.” He tried to say calmly, averting his eyes from Mr. Iero’s confused ones. Doing so Gerard noticed he still held his teacher’s warm and calloused hands in a tight grip, making him emit a small squeak and blushing furiously.

“It’s okay.” He replied before patting Gerard awkwardly on the shoulder. His still felt a bit out of it, being knocked down on the floor so suddenly. Clearing his throat a bit, Frank finally realised who exactly knocked him onto the floor and how shaken the poor boy was.

“Are you okay?” He finally asked, raking his concerned orbs over Gerard trying to spot something causing the shaking. Not finding anything except discovering the rad t-shirt, Frank glanced his student’s expression only to find him teary eyed and flushed.

“I-I… eh.” Frank saw the frightened boy stammer out trying to form words as he fumbled with his hands. It should have been obvious for Frank that he wasn’t before he had asked the rather stupid question.

Sighing softly to himself, Frank’s eyes skimmed the hallway finding it very empty. Turning back to Gerard again, he let a soft smile split his imitating features. “Come with me.” He spoke gently wanting to let the boy know that he wasn’t in some sort of trouble.
Frank was not certain what he was doing or why he did so, but he wanted to make sure his student- Gerard, was okay. He just hoped Gerard would let him.

I hope this isn't too short?

I'm really sorry for not updating earlier, but as I explained in my newest 'chapter' on my 30 Day challenge, I haven't felt well through the whole Christmas except the in the last days of course :)

One thing I regret is that I didn't get to update this more than once,,,

On Monday my school starts again, and I'm not sure how frequently I'll update everything, but I hope I can at least write one hour each day.

It also depends on how busy I am with homework and different activities I go on after school.

I hope you guys liked this chapter and I hope you had an amazing Christmas/ New Years Eve!!

Thanks for reading, voting and commenting! ♡

-fckEdenout