Demolition Lovers, chapter 1
"I thought Frank was supposed to sit with us today Jena" MJ said from her seat across the crappy lunch table from where I was.
"I thought he was to. I wonder what happened." After a pause I stood up and leaned in to say something "I'm going to go ask someone" with that I walked over to the table in the back of the room where a black haired named Gerard sat. I had seen him hang out with Frank before and thought he might know where my lunch partner had disappeared to.
"Um can I help you?" he said looking up from his sketchbook.
"Uh ya do you know where frank is?
"Iero? Ya he skipped today. I think he had a test or something he didn't study for." He replied.
"Oh well the do you know where he lives? Could you give me directions?"
"No" and just before I could protest he added "but... I'll take you there." He noted the confused look on my face and whispered, "It's a hard place to find. You'll get lost."
"Oh... right." I replied raising my eyebrow.
He laughed.
"Well, by the way I'm Gerard." He said holding out his hand.
I knew who he was. I only had a crush on him since 8th grade.
"And I'm Jena." I said returning the gesture.
We stood up and walked toward the deserted hallway lined with lockers coming about 6 inches off the walls, so that when there was a door you would have a little space to stand and not be seen.
Just as we were on our way out the door the unpleasant sound of the hallway monitor Mrs. Fetro could be heard ringing through out the hall.
Gerard looked around and whispered, "hide" before pushing me up against the wall and out of sight. He pressed up against me to keep himself hidden. Slowly the footsteps rounded the corner and became out of earshot.
*Gerard's POV *
Ok so I knew who she was. She was only the hottest girl in school that wasn't a prep or a cheerleader. She was about 5 feet 5 inches and the slender build. She had the most beautiful blue eyes, blonde hair with deep purple highlights. She was in a band called "five little angels" with four of her friends: MJ, Madison, Carrie, and Jackie. They mostly played at the school dances and small gigs in local bars.
And now here I was pressed up against her, in an empty hallway.
*Jena's POV *
I gazed into his hazel eyes as he gazed into my blue ones.
"Well, umm we might want to go now." He said, killing the moment.
"Yeah" I replied looking down.
As soon as we got outside I realized that it was winter and I didn't have a coat with me. I shivered as we made our way across the sea of cars. He noticed.
"Here have my jacket" he said handing me the worn out jean jacket. I accepted it gladly with a smile and continued on my way to his beat up car.
"So tell me about yourself Jena." He said as he opened the door.
"Well, I'm 17. I absolutely LOVE music. And I was a nerd long before anyone thought it was cool." I replied making him laugh. "so what about you?" I asked.
"I'm 18. I love music too. And I have no life."
"Wow! If I knew you better I would so date you" I clasped my mouth. Oh my god. Did I just say that?
"Wow I'm. ... Flattered?" he said questioningly.
The rest of the conversation went very well. Soon I completely forgot about Frank and the only thing on my mind was Gerard. I slid into the drivers seat with him and he placed his arm around my waist.
"I don't want to go to Frank's house anymore." I whispered into his ear, and gave him directions to my house.
3 hours later
"I'm coming" I yelled to whoever was knocking annoyingly at the door as I slipped on panties and pulled Gerard's shirt over my head.
As soon as I opened the door MJ began to ask me questions. "OMG where were you?"
"Uh I went home" I said.
"Why did you come home?"
"Uh... . Because I did."
"Why do you have sex hair? And who have I seen that shirt on before?" she said pointing to the oversized black long-sleeved button up I had on.
"Uhh" I laughed nervously.
She gasped. "You came home for a booty call didn't you?" she said mockingly. "So who was it?"
Just then Gerard came down the stairs in only his boxers. "So Jena who's at the door?" he asked.
"Oh it's nobody." I replied as he rounded the corner.
"Oh hi MJ. How are you?" he said.
"Wait you two know each other?" I asked raising my eyebrows.
"Um doi! We're neighbors." MJ yelled. "Didn't you know that?"
"If I did I would have come over a lot more often." I yelled back. "ok well not to be rude MJ but we were kinda in the middle of something."
"Oh. Right. Well I'm just going to leave now." She said. You could tell she was getting uncomfortable.
"Bye" Gerard shouted as he picked me up over his shoulder and went to carry me upstairs.
"Hey! Let me down." I protested.
"No" he mocked
"Purleeze???" I questioned
"No" he repeated.
"You know what? Now that I think about it I don't mind this view too much" I joked and pulled back his boxers so I had a clear view of his ass.
He slapped my hand away and threw me on the bed. "now. Where were we?" he said.
"I thought he was to. I wonder what happened." After a pause I stood up and leaned in to say something "I'm going to go ask someone" with that I walked over to the table in the back of the room where a black haired named Gerard sat. I had seen him hang out with Frank before and thought he might know where my lunch partner had disappeared to.
"Um can I help you?" he said looking up from his sketchbook.
"Uh ya do you know where frank is?
"Iero? Ya he skipped today. I think he had a test or something he didn't study for." He replied.
"Oh well the do you know where he lives? Could you give me directions?"
"No" and just before I could protest he added "but... I'll take you there." He noted the confused look on my face and whispered, "It's a hard place to find. You'll get lost."
"Oh... right." I replied raising my eyebrow.
He laughed.
"Well, by the way I'm Gerard." He said holding out his hand.
I knew who he was. I only had a crush on him since 8th grade.
"And I'm Jena." I said returning the gesture.
We stood up and walked toward the deserted hallway lined with lockers coming about 6 inches off the walls, so that when there was a door you would have a little space to stand and not be seen.
Just as we were on our way out the door the unpleasant sound of the hallway monitor Mrs. Fetro could be heard ringing through out the hall.
Gerard looked around and whispered, "hide" before pushing me up against the wall and out of sight. He pressed up against me to keep himself hidden. Slowly the footsteps rounded the corner and became out of earshot.
*Gerard's POV *
Ok so I knew who she was. She was only the hottest girl in school that wasn't a prep or a cheerleader. She was about 5 feet 5 inches and the slender build. She had the most beautiful blue eyes, blonde hair with deep purple highlights. She was in a band called "five little angels" with four of her friends: MJ, Madison, Carrie, and Jackie. They mostly played at the school dances and small gigs in local bars.
And now here I was pressed up against her, in an empty hallway.
*Jena's POV *
I gazed into his hazel eyes as he gazed into my blue ones.
"Well, umm we might want to go now." He said, killing the moment.
"Yeah" I replied looking down.
As soon as we got outside I realized that it was winter and I didn't have a coat with me. I shivered as we made our way across the sea of cars. He noticed.
"Here have my jacket" he said handing me the worn out jean jacket. I accepted it gladly with a smile and continued on my way to his beat up car.
"So tell me about yourself Jena." He said as he opened the door.
"Well, I'm 17. I absolutely LOVE music. And I was a nerd long before anyone thought it was cool." I replied making him laugh. "so what about you?" I asked.
"I'm 18. I love music too. And I have no life."
"Wow! If I knew you better I would so date you" I clasped my mouth. Oh my god. Did I just say that?
"Wow I'm. ... Flattered?" he said questioningly.
The rest of the conversation went very well. Soon I completely forgot about Frank and the only thing on my mind was Gerard. I slid into the drivers seat with him and he placed his arm around my waist.
"I don't want to go to Frank's house anymore." I whispered into his ear, and gave him directions to my house.
3 hours later
"I'm coming" I yelled to whoever was knocking annoyingly at the door as I slipped on panties and pulled Gerard's shirt over my head.
As soon as I opened the door MJ began to ask me questions. "OMG where were you?"
"Uh I went home" I said.
"Why did you come home?"
"Uh... . Because I did."
"Why do you have sex hair? And who have I seen that shirt on before?" she said pointing to the oversized black long-sleeved button up I had on.
"Uhh" I laughed nervously.
She gasped. "You came home for a booty call didn't you?" she said mockingly. "So who was it?"
Just then Gerard came down the stairs in only his boxers. "So Jena who's at the door?" he asked.
"Oh it's nobody." I replied as he rounded the corner.
"Oh hi MJ. How are you?" he said.
"Wait you two know each other?" I asked raising my eyebrows.
"Um doi! We're neighbors." MJ yelled. "Didn't you know that?"
"If I did I would have come over a lot more often." I yelled back. "ok well not to be rude MJ but we were kinda in the middle of something."
"Oh. Right. Well I'm just going to leave now." She said. You could tell she was getting uncomfortable.
"Bye" Gerard shouted as he picked me up over his shoulder and went to carry me upstairs.
"Hey! Let me down." I protested.
"No" he mocked
"Purleeze???" I questioned
"No" he repeated.
"You know what? Now that I think about it I don't mind this view too much" I joked and pulled back his boxers so I had a clear view of his ass.
He slapped my hand away and threw me on the bed. "now. Where were we?" he said.
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