"Are you guys taking anyone to the dance?" Ray asked as we sat around our lunch table. Everyone shook their heads, including me.

"We could go as a group." Gerard suggested.

"Why would we go to the dance? They're always so lame. We should just skip." Frank said.

"Not this one, this is Mikey and Y/n's first dance! I'm not letting them miss out on an extremely boring and awkward night they'll definitely forget." As the three junior boys spoke of our future, I turned to Mikey sat beside me.

"Do you wanna go to the dance?" I asked, wondering if he even wanted to go.

"I mean, I wouldn't mind going. You?"

"Yeah, it could be fun. I'd like to go in a group cause, I highly doubt anybody will ask me."

"Well why not?" He asked, pushing up his glasses.

"Cause no one likes me like that. If I really wanna go with someone like that I might as well just go ask one of the nasty seniors." I fake gagged.

"Eww, they're so desperate."

"It's one of those things that's so close to being illegal, but it's not and just makes everyone uncomfortable. Gross..."

"Fine!" Mikey and I turned our heads to Frank, "We'll go to the dance! Ugh..."

"Guess we're going..." Mikey spoke.

"Yeah," I responded, "It's in two weeks, right?"

"I thought it was in three?" He asked.

"I dunno, I just know it's on the second."

Suddenly, the bell rang, startling both of us. We all stood up and gathered our things before taking our short walk to chemistry class.

"Sup Pete," Mikey greeted, taking his seat. I sat beside him, "How're you doin'?"

"Sup," Pete greeted, already sat in front of us, "I'm alright. Hanging in there." Mikey nodded his head in understanding.

"Wanna sign my cast?"

"Hell yeah!" Pete grabbed a marker from his bag and began scribbling, "That was a nasty beating."

"I know, my arm is broken from it."

"Well duh," Pete spoke in a moronic tone, capping his marker, and putting it away, "Anyways, I don't think foreskin likes us very much."

"Why'd ya say that?" Pete pointed to the board.

Seating chart

"Shit..."

"Goddamnit!" Frank cried, eyeing the board, "Ugh..." He got up there and checked for his name on the piece of paper. The rest of our group followed close behind.

"Damn, she really separated us..." Gerard sadly spoke.

Mikey was sat in the front right, I was sat in the back right. Gerard had been placed in the front left, Ray in the back left, and, Frank, smack dab in the middle of the class.

"Geez, even Pete is sat in the far back."

"Man, this sucks." I said.

"Nah, I can still fuck around." Frank smirked. 

"Well yeah, you're not in the front!" Gerard exclaimed, taking his new seat. We took our new seats, just as the bell rang, and the teacher began her lesson. This sucks... I wanna sit next to Mikey...

I casually gazed over at the boy now sat beside me. Brown hair, blue eyes, light freckles... cute... but not Mikey cute...

My gaze went back up towards the board. Then, I heard noises coming from Frank.

"What!?" Gerard cried from his front seat. Oh they're messing with her...

"I said," Frank had cupped his hands around his mouth to speak louder, "That's not what your mom said last night!"

"What!?" I held a hand over my mouth as I giggled.

"I said-"

"Boys! Be quiet!" The teacher spoke, irritated.

"Gerard can't hear me from this far. This is the only way."

"You shouldn't be talking during class!"

"Fair point..." Frank leaned back in his seat as the teacher went back to her lesson, "Foreskin..." This got a few chuckles from the rest of the class.

"Iero, please, be quiet."

"Alright alright..."

She went on with her lesson without interruptions. Although, Frank did make faces at her behind her back. Once the bell rang, the group immediately came together like a couple of magnets.

"Fuck foreskin, all my homies hate foreskin!" Frank declared as we left the classroom.

"Yeah, you can say that again." I said.

"Fuck foreskin, all my homies hate foreskin!"

"She didn't mean literally Frank." Ray explained.

"I don't care! Fuck foreskin, all my homies hate foreskin!" We all laughed until Mikey and I left the group.

"See ya guys after school!" Mikey waved.

"Yeah, see ya!" Gerard waved, then went back to laughing with Frank.

"Hey Mikey?" He hummed, "I was kinda wondering if you guys wanted to come over to my house tomorrow night. My parents are gonna be out, so yeah..." I fidgeted with my jacket sleeve as I spoke.

"Yeah, I'm sure the boys would like to."

"Cool..." He smiled, I smiled, and separated to our classes. Damn... he's so pretty...

I took my seat in history and rested my head on my arms on the desk. I should tell him... Mikey... tomorrow night... I gotta say something... about our friendship from before... about how I feel... I need to...

"Hey Y/n," Patrick greeted, I gazed up at him and smiled, "You okay?"

"Yeah, I just, spaced out."

"Oh, okay..."

He took his seat just as the bell rang. As always, the teacher began his lesson. I couldn't pay much attention as my mind was so focused on my best friend. Mikey... I wonder if he'd dance with me at the dance... I hope so...

Then, the bell rang, bringing me out of my thoughts. Damn... I gotta stop thinking so much during class... I missed out on everything...

"Wanna... wanna walk together?" Patrick asked.

"Sure Patty," I stood up as he lightly blushed from the name. He's so cute...

"C'mon..." We left the classroom and began down the hall.

"Y/n!" I smiled, seeing Mikey.

"Mikey!" We high-fived each other and laughed as we passed.

"I never asked, how are you feeling? After everything that happened?" I asked.

"Better than before. I have to use my old glasses, and my stomach hurts all the time."

"Aww, I'm sorry, you didn't deserve any of that." I sent a sorrowful look as we entered the home ec room.

"Uhm..." Patrick immediately hid behind me.

"What...?" I gazed over to our seats, Billie was already sat there, "Hey, it'll be okay. He can't hurt you. There's a teacher here, and lots of people around. If he's smart enough, he'll know it'll do him no good to fuck with ya now."

"Mkay..." Patrick's fingers shook as he held onto my arm. Poor boy...

"It'll be okay. C'mon..." I led him to our seats. Patrick sat beside me while I sat across from Billie. Ray came in and sat beside Billie.

"Hey princess," Billie spoke, then eyed Patrick, "Aww, you got a little friend with ya."

Patrick kept his gaze low. The bell rang as the teacher began teaching us how to bake cookies or something. Billie kept his gaze on me. His gaze felt strange, uncomfortable, like he was undressing me in his mind. I covered my chest with my jacket.

Eww... eww eww eww... I feel so gross... this is gross ah so gross... eww eww...

I hid my face behind my fingers while watching the teacher, trying to ignore him. Ray caught onto the hint, and, "accidentally" dropped his open bottle of water onto Billie's pants.

"Ah, what the hell!?" Billie jumped up, angrily.

"Thank you..." I mouthed towards Ray. He nodded, saying 'you're welcome.'

"Sorry, it was an accident!" Ray cried, jumping up as well.

"What's going on?" The teacher up front asked.

"He spilled water onto my pants!" Billie pointed to Ray.

"I'm sorry, it was an accident!"

"Billie, go clean yourself in the bathroom. Ray, be more careful, please take your seat." They both did as told.

"That guy is so gross." Ray said.

"What was he doing?" Pat asked.

"He was eyeing Y/n like some, sicko."

"Eww, you okay?" Patty asked. I nodded.

"Yeah, don't worry Patty." He smiled. Billie... gross...

Finally, the bell rang, we all sprang up from our seats, bags in hands, and left the classroom. Mikey came walking over.

"Hey-" I immediately hugged him, "Oh, you okay?" He asked, hugging back with only his right arm. Mikey... I like him... he smells nice... he's nice... so sweet...

"Billie was eyeing her like a dog drooling over a chicken wing." Ray explained.

"Eww..." Mikey pulled away, "You okay?" He spoke softly.

"Yeah, it just... it freaked me out..."

"Alright, c'mon, let's get outta here."

"Mkay, bye Patty!" I waved to my friend.

"Bye!" He waved back. Mikey held an arm around me as we walked out into the parking lot.

"Oh my god you guys take forever!" Gerard whined, hanging out the passenger side window.

"How'd you get there so fast?" Mikey asked, letting go of me, and opening the door. Frank and Gerard shrugged.

"We go, sonic speed." Frank said.

I giggled, climbing into the back seat. Mikey sat beside me in the middle with Ray on his other side. When Frank started the car, just as expected, we were met with Black Flag blasting through the speakers. Because of this, I had totally forgotten about the events from just a few moments ago. My mind had become too focused on goofing around with my friends.

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Sorry chapters are taking so long to publish. I have so many ideas, and I'm so excited for next chapter. Seriously, it's gonna be so cute omg. I'll try to get that out not too long from now. Have a good day~peace out cheesebags