It was lunch at school the next day and I was looking for Gerard. I still couldn't believe what Mikey had done to him. Last night seemed so surreal, as if it didn't even happen.

As I was walking through the lunch room, I couldn't see Gerard anywhere. But what I did notice was that I was being watched. A lot of the people in the lunch room were staring at me, and when ever I looked back, they would turn quickly away. One group of girls were staring at me and when I looked at them, they turned, giggling and whispering to each other. What's going on? Did I do something?

Finally, I find Gerard, he's outside by the flagpoles. As I approached him, I noticed that he's just standing there, staring into the distance.

"Gee," I touched Gerard's arm and he glances at me, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm not okay," Gerard half smiled.

"Do you want to talk about it?" I asked.

Gerard just shook his head. After a moment of quiet, I break the silence, "Maybe you can tell me what's going on. When I'm walking through the halls and lunch room, people keep looking at me and whispering."

Gerard smiled at me, "oh that's Violet, haven't you heard? She's told everyone about you and me, it's the talk of the high school."

"But how could she have known?" I protested. Gerard looks at me and I realize, "Oh, Mikey...."

Gerard nodded, "Yeah, Mikey told Violet, and now Violet has told everyone." Gerard paused, then said, "Oh look, something Violet this way comes."

I turned to see Violet approaching, "What does she want?"

Gerard shrugged. When she was closer, he said, "Top o' the morning Yo ya. Sorry to have spoiled your fun last night." Even though sarcasm filled his voice, Gerard seemed oddly calm.

"So how does it feel to have everyone know about your little secret?" when Violet said little secret, she looked straight at me.

"Wonderful," Gerard said theatrically, "Now that nothings private, I have nothing to hide."

"Was that how it was when we were together? Was I just around to keep up appearances?" Violet asked, coldly.

"I could ask you the same," Gerard matched her icy tone.

"When we broke up, you said there was no one else, faggot," Violet said, getting angry.

"You asked about girls, but you couldn't have cared much, whore," Gerard stared Violet in the eyes, "Since you were fucking my brother at the time."

"I cared for you!" Violet loudly protested.

"You certainly have an odd way of showing it," then more calmly, Gerard added, "Anyway, the damage is done, everybody knows. You've played the last card in your hand."

"I had to let everyone know about your secret boyfriend," Violet snarled, "Just like you found out about mine."

Gerard snorted, "Circumstances were a little different."

Violet started, "you don't get it do you?"

"No, you don't get it," Gerard interrupted her, "I don't care that everyone knows about Frank and I. It makes no difference to me what they think."

Violet opened her mouth, about to say something, then just shut it and stalked away. Gerard looked after her, saying, "Glad that's over." I smiled and snickered, and we both walked toward the building.

When we walked into the lunch room together, all eyes turned on us. It was as if the whole school was looking at us. I hadn't realized how popular Gerard was. Gerard just smiled and winked at me, then he put his arms around me and kissing me full on, dipped me back. Despite all the people watching, I put a hand on his cheek, kissing him back. It all felt very theatrical.

When we straightened back up, Gerard extended his hand for me to take. Practically the whole school was watching. I felt self-conscious, but I put my hand in his and together, Gerard and I walked through the room.