Hell no! PANIC!
MCR: Gestures.It began with a gesture, and a rude gesture at that, to tell me that all of my previous thoughts had been wrong. I always figured that Frank Iero was a faggot. The clothes, the make-up, the way he acted around his friends
well, it all screamed gay to me.Of course, high school boys will be boys, running around and acting like they're faggots to get a laugh out of everybody. Frank Iero was one of those boys. He was practically the main one they all went to, hoping to get a quick laugh out of the other students. Picking people up, holding them, humping their backs, and cupping their asses, well, Frank was an expert at that. So, it wasn't my fault he liked to mislead others; besides, I was one of his frequent victims of these random acts.But, relying on my observations and my undeniable feelings, I went up to him after school, all the while trying to quiet down my beating heart. I leaned against the locker beside his own, staring at him, my bag over my shou