Nosey Shits

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{Gerard's POV}

"I hate having science last," Maisie moaned.

"Yeah, me too," I agreed.

I was glad it was last lesson though.

Today had been a long day.

As we made our way to the science block, a few glances were thrown my way.

This had been happening all day.

I wasn't sure I like this too much.

I wasn't used to the attention and it was a little unnerving.

Word about me and Frank had spread fast.

Throughout the day, people had been coming up to us to ask if it was true.

I didn't even know half of them.

Frank had said that they were just nosey shits who should mind their own business.

And he wasn't scared to tell them either.

I kind of agreed but I wasn't about to tell them it straight.

Hopefully all this would die down by the end of the week but I doubted it.

What was it with people and gossip?

It was like a drug that they couldn't get enough of.

I didn't really care for it but when it was about me...

I guess I was a bit uncomfortable with that fact that people were talking about me.

I hadn't told Frank my worries but maybe I should.

After all, he was my boyfriend.

I wonder if I could talk to him in science.

Probably not.

We were in the science block now.

Maisie's class was down the corridor and mine was upstairs.

After saying goodbye, I headed up to my class.

Today I had Biology.

I didn't mind Biology because I sat by Frank.

That made the class more bearable.

I was one of the last to make it into the classroom.

People watched me as I made my way to my seat.

It felt like everyone was staring at me.

Just a little creepy.

I felt on show.

Frank smiled at me as I sat down and I returned it.

Out of the corner of my eye, I could see people whispering and looking at us.

They probably weren't talking about us.

I was just getting paranoid, that's all.

"So you've noticed the staring then?" Frank suddenly said.

I looked up from my book.

"Uh yeah..."

Frank glanced around the room before looking at me again.

"It's kind of getting on my nerves."

"Same," I nodded, not daring to look up at our classmates.

Luckily, the lesson started then and I had something to preoccupy my mind.

I was glad Taylor sat on the other side of the classroom.

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