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Amor et Melle et Fella est Fecumdissimus	By : DeathxByxTrend Category: My Chemical Romance > General Views: 984 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of My Chemical Romance. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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The next day went on pretty much the same, except for one small thing....Gerard Way was not in gym class AT ALL .

I walked in eggar to class just to see his face again, even if he did look like he wanted to kill me, he still was inhumanly beautiful. But I was disappointed.

The bell rang and still, he had yet to enter the gym doors. I sighed and followed Steph into the locker room to get changed. And when we got out, still nothing. Kevin waited like a little puppy for us out side the locker room doors. I groaned when I saw the basketball in his hands.

“ Ahh, c’mon. Basketball is fun.” he explained.

“ Maybe because your good at it.” I shot back.

“ C’mon.” Steph begged. “ It’s not that bad.”

I sighed and walked onto the court.

It stunk. I hate, hate basketball. And the color orange. I played for about 10 minutes before Steph and Kevin made me sit on the bench, because I guess you can’t run with the ball. Whatever.

As I sat on the side lines my eyes shot back from the gym doors to the bleachers Gerard Way had sat yesterday. The more and more I thought about him the more and more I started to believe it was all part of my imagination.

Maybe he wasn’t really here....

Maybe I was just daydreaming....

“ Lettie ??? Earth to Lettie ! “ Steph waved her hand infront of my face to get my attention.

“ Huh ? What ? I’m sorry..” I recovered.

“ I said we have to get changed.”

“ Oh.” I said getting up.

“ Daydreaming about Mr. Way ?” she mused.

“ What ?! No that’s...that’s ridiculous.” I stammered as we headed for the lockers. Kevin close on our heels.

“ You like Way ?” he said shocked.

“ No.” I was such a bad lair.

Steph laughed.

“ I wonder why he isn’t here ?” he asked out loud.

“ Why ?” I asked trying to hide my interest.

“ I have Italian class with him, he was here today.” he said certain.

“ Oh well.” Steph shrugged.

And that was all I could think about, why didn’t he come?

Was it because of me ?!?!

I didn’t even do anything.

It couldn’t be because of me, I didn’t even speak to him.

The bell rang and we headed for the exit.

“ Do you need a ride ?” Kevin asked a little over excited.

Stephs eyes widen with worry. I quickly spoke.

“ No,no. I have to go to the office, I don’t want you to wait for me.” I explained.

“Oh, wait why ?”

“ Because they put me in low level class to see how I do academically, but there way to easy. So I have to get them changed.”

“ Oh, ok. “ he was disappointed. Steph was relived.

“ Bye.” I said.

“ Bye Lettie.” Kevin said and walked away.

“ Thanks. “ Steph said.

I nodded and waved heading for the office.

I got all my classes changed to higher levels.

The woman at the front counter looked pleased. “ Very well, all your teachers seemed to praise you. Your very intelligent. Ok so I’m printing you up a new schedule, so next week you just go to these classes.” she explained.

“Ok.” I said taking the schedule and began to walk home.

The whole weekend was basically pathetic. All I did was watch movies and hang out with my Grandmother black and white toby cat, Moo. But the most pathetic part, the most embarrassing part, was that every night I had a dream about Gerard Way. And I would always wake up disappointed.

My alarm clock rang and I started getting ready for school.

“I mean...I could understand if he knew me...but he doesn’t even know me !” I said to Moo while I brushed my hair.

He just jumped on my bed and laid on his back.

“Who does he think he is? That he can just treat me like some disease.” I turned to face him.

He looked at me with carefree eyes.

“Your right. Thanks, I should get going. Bye Moo !” I said as I left the room.

I got to the school and found Amber, Steph, And Kevin quickly.

“ Hey guys.” I said.

“ Are you ready for your second week of school?” Amber asked.

“ Sure..” I groaned.

“Let me see your new schedule.” Steph said ripping it out of my hands. “ That’s awesome ! You have history with me and Kevin !”

Kevin took the schedule from her hands “ Hey your in my Italian class now, sweet.”

“ Cool, but you need to show me where it is, cause I have no idea.” I confessed.

“ Yeah sure.”

“ Alright guys, I’m going to get going, I have chemistry. And Dr. Smith makes us sing ‘Happy Birthday’ if we’re late. Bye” Amber said giving us all hugs.

“ Yeah I should get going too. I’ve got health. Eww.. I’ll see you guys in history.” Steph whined as she walked away.

Kevin and I walked to class together. He made it very comfortable for me considering he did most of the talking.

“ So why did you come here?” he questioned.
“ It’s kinda personal.” I said meekly.

“ I understand.” He smiled friendly.

As we got closer and closer to the door I saw that all most of the students were already in there. And I saw one student that I should not have recognized this well. He was doodling in his note book, not paying any attention to anyone. The desk were set up into pairs of two. And I noticed as we reached the door the only empty seat was next to him.

Kevin strode in the class room before me, I was hesitate to enter. I was even thinking about turning around. But I gathered up all my courage and took a step into the classroom.

And as soon as I took a step, as soon as my shoe hit the tile floor. The pencil in his hand snapped in half from his tight grip, and he just stared at the broken half left in his hand.

I looked away from him quickly not wanting to meet his hateful eyes. I saw Kevin was already sitting in his directed seat.

I went up to the teacher and gave him my new schedule and he directed me to sit in the only seat available, next to him.

I walked slowly my eyes down the whole time I walked over to my desk, all the way in the back row. I set my books down without even glancing at him, but I noticed he was sitting on the edge of his seat farthest away from me.

I sat down quietly and quickly.

I wanted to cry. Was I so horrible that someone would be disturbed by my presence ?

I looked over at him to see if he had moved and my eyes met with his. They pierced right through me. The look of pure hate dripped off of every lash. Like I killed his cat or something. I couldn’t move, I couldn’t think, I couldn’t breathe. All I could do was to stare back at this ferociously beautiful creature. His eyes did not lesson their hate and I still could not look away. I was hypnotized.

I don’t know how long his despiteful eyes held me, Mr. Hadye called the classes attention.

He looked away reluctantly up front to the teacher.

And once I was released, I cowardly hide my face, crossing my arms on my desk and nuzzling my head in them.

My eyes started to water, but I held them back. I tried to focus on what Mr. Hadye was saying and once I caught up with what he was directing I almost vomited.

“ Alright now this project is worth about ½ of your second term grade. So take this seriously. Your partner is the person next to you. Any questions ? Alright then, I’m going to pass out the direction sheet and you and your partners can look it over.”

I wanted to crawl under my desk.

I didn’t even raise my head, I continued to hide. Mr. Hayde came over.

“ Are you feeling ill ?” he asked.

Being ill would be heaven to this feeling.

I shook my head no.

“ Alright well you guys should get started.” he said to both of us.

“ Actually Mr. Hayde.” his voice was like velvet. Every word oozed with a certain silkiness. And I realized that was the first time I ever heard him speak. I lifted up my head to see his expression. His face looked calm, but I didn’t miss the little edginess every time I moved. “ I was thinking that it may be more..., comfortable for Lettie to be partnered up with someone she’s already acquainted with.”

Did he say my name ? How did he know to call me Lettie.

Rejection. Burned my skin.

Like me talking to him would cause him pain.

“ Well Mr. Way. That’s not your decision. If you would just introduce yourself to her, then you two will be acquaints.” Mr. Hayde smugly relied.

“ Yes, that’s true, but it would be more prudent-“

“ Mr Hayde ! We need help !” a student yelled from the front of the class.

“ No more discussion Way, get to work.” he said firmly and walked away.

I looked over at him to see. He just stared at his desk. He was concentrating. He was thinking of any way to get out of being my partner.

He sighed deeply, almost painfully and ran his fingers through his hair.

I looked back up to the front. The tears I could not hold back any longer. It was like I was hurting him. I didn’t understand what I had done to him.

I sniffled quietly, and I noticed out of the corner of my eyes his head was facing me. I wiped the tears quickly hoping he wouldn’t notice.

I could feel his stare burn my cheek and without even thinking I spoke. “ What did I do to you ?” I almost whispered, I turned to face him.

His face was torn. But he said nothing.

A long moment passed, and I realized I wasn’t getting a answer.

“ Look ok, I’ll talk to Mr. Hayde to switch partners with someone. I’ll just make up an excuse he’ll switch us don’t worry. I don’t want to bother you any more.” I explained to him as I gathered my books off the desk. I pushed in my chair, our eyes met again.

His faced burned with sadness. But his body stance tightened as I moved. His fist in balls, his knuckles white.

I began walking away, and I could have sworn I heard his musical voice whisper ‘ Lettie’. But when I turned back around his eyes where hard and blank, staring at the chair I had just sat in. I walked the whole way looking down until I reached Mr. Hayde.

“ May I use the bathroom ?” I asked.

“ Sure, take the pass.”

I walked passed Kevin and his partner, he gave me a concerned look.

I faked smile. Apparently it didn’t work. Because he turned his head back slowly to Gerard.

I rushed out of the room before I could see either of their expressions.

When I reached the bathroom I slammed and locked the door. The tears fell freely and I slid down to the ground, bring my knees close to my chest.

I didn’t know why I was crying. It could have been many reasons. But the only thing I did know was that I couldn’t get him out of my head.

I wobbled to my feet and splashed cold water in my face. I tried to come up with an excuse to tell Mr. Hayde to switch partners for us.

And that’s when my earlier thought came back to me.

How did he know my name ?

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