Quickly, we all made it to P.E. and changed into our uniforms. Gerard was on the bleachers, talking to his friends when I came out. As soon as I was in earshot, they stopped talking. His attention went to me.

"Hey angel face..." He put an arm around my shoulders.

"Hi babe, whatcha guys talkin' about?"

"Oh, nothing..." I gave him a look, "What? I can't tell you! It'd ruin the surprise!"

"Fine..." He kissed the side of my head.

"Gerard! You may be allowed to do that in the halls but not in my classroom!"

"Ms. Kay, this isn't a classroom. This is a gym. And besides, I don't need these stupid little freshies to think they can stare at miss angel face like that." He moved his gaze to them, which in turn they all stared at the floor boards.

"Well it's my classroom. And it's not allowed."

"Fine, I won't do anything." She nodded, turning away, almost immediately, he kissed my cheek.

"Gerard..."

"It doesn't matter, I mean, what are they gonna do? Give me detention right before break? Yeah, right." He rolled his eyes just before we started our warm ups.

"Okay class, since we still can't go outside. Dodgeball." All the boys got really excited, sending high fives and all while the freshmen coward in fear at the other side of the gym.

"Mikey, Ray, you take out the left side, Frank middle, Y/n  and I'll take the right." They all nodded and ran off, just as the teacher blew her whistle.

"Don't worry babe, these freshmen don't got nothin' on me!" He then proceeded to scream at the top of his lungs, snatch a dodgeball, and throw it right into a little boys stomach. He went flying. A loud smack rang through the gym as he hit the wall.

"Woah..." He smirked.

"Impressed?"

"Maybe just a little..." He handed me a dodgeball.

"Go ahead..." Gerard nodded, signaling for me to throw it. So I did, hitting a kid's arm. Quietly, I giggled, "Fun, right?"

"Yeah, why doesn't anyone else on our team ever do anything?"

"Huh? I dunno... they don't really care..." He said, just as Mikey threw a ball at an innocent little freshman.

"I'm on your team!" He cried, but Mikey didn't care.

"Nice being on the winning team for once, huh?"

"Yeah, specially since I'm not getting pelted by you guys." Just then, he threw a ball at the remaining two, hitting both of them. Right after the other.

"And that's how it's done." He stood with his hands on his hips. The teacher blew her whistle, getting another game ready.

"Yeah? That's really how it's done?" I asked.

"What are you saying? You don't think so?" He asked, just before lifting me up off the ground.

"Agh! Gerard, put me down!" I playfully swatted at him.

"Not until you say I'm the best at dodgeball!"

"I'm not gonna say it!"

"Fine, we'll just stand here all day, then."

"Okay! Okay! You're the best at dodgeball!" He set me back down, smashing his lips into mine. While this was all happening, the teacher, who was yelling at us the whole time, had gone completely unnoticed by us.

"Gerard! Y/n! Detention!"

"What!? You can't do that! It's two days before break!" He cried. She just looked at him.

"You wanna go for tomorrow, too!?" He shook his head. She left us alone, almost immediately he began making faces at her behind her back. The other boys had joined us.

"You wanna go for tomorrow, too?" He mocked, making idiotic noises along with it, "That's what she sounds like."

We all laughed. The rest of class was fairly the same with freshmen not being able to dodge the boy's murder balls. And before we knew it, class had ended. With a kiss on the cheek from Gerard, Mikey and I walked off to fourth period.

"Mikey?" He hummed, "What would Gerard like for Christmas?"

"I dunno, you wanna get him something?"

"Yeah, I wanna get him something nice." He hummed.

"Sketchbook?" He asked as we sat down, "He's always in need of those."

"Maybe, I wanna get him something special, y'know?"

"Oh, like what he's doing for you?"

"What?" His eyes went wide.

"I didn't say anything..."

"Sure..." The bell rang and the teacher began talking. As soon as she was done, Mikey turned to me.

"Have you come up with anything? At all? Maybe I could work off something."

"Not really, like you said, sketchbook. Uhm..." I thought, "Video games, a superhero something..."

"Oh, you know what he's been wanting?"

"What?"

"He's been wanting a new leather jacket. Like a nice one. The one he's got is kinda falling apart." Oh, I could get him that... a really nice one...

"I could get him like, a really nice one."

"Yeah, he'd like that."

"Cool..." Just then, Hayley came over.

"Hey," I greeted, "What's up?"

"Nothing, just bored. What are you doing?"

"Figuring out what I'm getting Gerard for Christmas."

"You're just now deciding that? Christmas is like, less than a week away!"

"Dude, we started dating like, three days ago."

"Right..." She sighed, "Have you decided on anything?"

"Mikey said Gerard's been wanting a new leather jacket. So I'm gonna get him a really nice one."

"Wanna go to the mall after school then?"

"Can't, Gerard and I got detention."

"Seriously!? Right before break!? What'd you do?" I opened my mouth to speak, but Mikey started before I could.

"They were kissing each other and at one point Gerard picked her up. In P.E."

"Are you stupid!? That's like, the worst place to do that stuff!"

"I'm sorry I was a little over five feet in the air when she was yelling at us." Mikey nodded.

"Yeah, that was mostly Gerard's fault." He said, adjusting his glasses.

"Why are you two together again?" I opened my mouth to speak, but was interrupted once again, "Oh right, he was nice to you one time and now you're head over heals."

"I'm not 'head over heals,' and that's not the only reason. He's really cool," I couldn't help but smile, "Every chance he gets he kisses some spot on my face or head. That smile of his is adorable. And, he's really funny."

"Anything else?" She asked. I giggled nervously.

"The other day, when he was at my house. He called me adorable, I denied it, but he wouldn't let that slide," I giggled, "He listed off a ton of other words to describe me. Gerard's a really sweet guy, he just, doesn't like to show it all that much."

"Do you love him?" Mikey asked. Honestly? At this point, I might, but I really can't tell...

"I dunno, maybe..."

"What about him? Does he love you?" Hayley asked, towards the both of us.

"Mikey..." I turned towards him.

"How am I supposed to know!?"

"You're his brother!"

"Brothers don't go snooping through each other's love lives!" He smirked, looking to the floor, then back at the two of us, "But I got a good feeling he does."

"Aww!" Hayley cooed.

"Oh so now you're supportive?" I asked, she looked offended.

"I've always been supportive! Just, a little cautious." Just then, the bell rang, startling all three of us. But we all got up, grabbed our things, and waved each other off as we separated. He might really love me? Oh, Gee...

"Hey angel face..." He greeted as I sat down next to him.

"Hey punk boy..." He smiled, "What?"

"You're adorable."

"I am not!"

"Aww, yeah you are..." He kissed my cheek just as the bell rang, and the teacher started talking. As he spoke, Gerard began doodling in his sketchbook. Casually, I watched him draw little monsters and things run around the page.

"Okay, now that little dude is adorable..." I pointed at one in a corner.

"Really? He's not my best..."

"Well, I like him, he's got character." That was all we did, until the door swung open, slamming against the wall, and we both looked up.

"Brendon? Why are you late?" The art teacher asked.

"Locker trouble..." Was what everyone said as an excuse if they were late. He took his seat, eyes met Gerard and I. Gee sent him a look, then put a protective arm around me. So Brendon averted his gaze. Yeah... you better stay on that side of the classroom mother fucker... Gerard will knock you out...

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Hahaha so what happened was I wrote the whole first half of this chapter for the second half of the last chapter and then I realized: wait, they have to go to lunch at some point I wanna do smthn funny there, so yeah, that's why this is out so early. I usually like to wait a few days and update my other books but I already had half of this one done so yk. It was easy. Have a kick ass day~peace out cheesebags