The New Neighbors, The Ways

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A/n: this is short. D: sorry

Franks P.O.V.

When I got home from detention, my parents were home.

"Hey mom, hey dad." I say, putting my book bag on the ground.

"Hello Frank, our new neighbors are coming over for dinner." My mom says.

She's cooking spaghetti. Thank god it isn't meat.

"Oh, that explains the clean house." I say, grabbing my book bag and walking to my room.

"Please dress in some nice clothes, I want to be close to the neighbors." She says calling after me.

Ugh.

I have nothing nice to wear though.

"It's just Gerard and Mikey!" I yell.

Damn it I shouldn't of said that...

"You made friends?" She says, walking into my room, eyes widening.

I sigh, then nod.

"Yes I made friends mom I'm not that much of a loser."

She laughs.

"I know, but you usually don't... socialize..." She says.

That's harsh.

I get into my room, and walk over to my desk.

"I don't have that much homework tonight." I say to myself. Good thing.

I pull out my books, and start my homework.

WHAT THE FUCK ARE ELECTRONS?!

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Gerard's p.o.v.

Mikey finally gets home, and comes into my room. Of course he spazes out when he sees water all over the floor.

"Gerard, please don't tell me the voices are back." He says, it's barely a whisper.

I look at the floor. Of course they came back. They never left.

I hold ice when the voices get very strong.

"Yea, they are..." I say, walking over to him.

He gives me a worried look.

"Gerard do you need to hold ice?" He asks.

I shake my head. I already had cut today.

"I'm okay... I guess.." I say.

"Are you sure?"

I nod pulling the sleeves down more.

"Well we are going to Frank's house for dinner tonight..." He says, trying to change the subject.

YES I GET TO SEE A HOT BOY.

Woah Gerard calm down, you just met him.

It's like I'm 13 and I'm obsessing over a cute boy in my class..

Well I'm not 13 but I am obsessing over a cute boy in my class...

"Oh that sounds... Fun!" I say.

Mikey gives me a strange look, then walks into his room.

I walk into the kitchen, my mother is making brownies.

"Why are we going to Frank's house?" I ask.

"Frank? Oh, that must be Donna's son. Well, I was out in the front yard, and she walked over and introduced herself. She invited us over for dinner, so I said yes." She said, putting the batter into the oven.

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