Kindergarten times. [2/many]
Title: Kindergarten times. [2/many]
Author: tadxbitxlate
Pairing: Frank/Gerard, other sides.
Rating: PG
Beta: Someone who seriously needs to get an Lj!
Warning: None.
Disclaimer: FAKE FAKERSON. Part of my imagination.
Summary: Kindergarten, from the first day to the last. And of course everything in between.
Gerard gave his Mom a quick kiss on the cheek, moving onto his little brother in the car seat.
“I’ll be back later Mikey, okay? I’ll miss you,” Gerard said kissing his brother on the forehead.
As he walked to his teacher waiting by the door with the rest of the class, he quickly scanned the room for Frank. Gerard felt a little disappointed when he didn’t see Frank.
“C’mon class, we don’t have a lot of time, today’s music day,” The teacher announced herding them into the classroom.
Gerard sighed walking into the room, he put his lunchbox in his cubby and put his backpack on the hook.
“Morning,” Gerard said running a finger down the glass jar.
The swished open, Frank running in immediately hugging Gerard. Gerard smiled brightly latching an arm around Frank.
Frank’s father excused them for the lateness, giving Frank a quick hug. The boys sat in there seats, radiating happiness.
“So can we sit here today?” Dan asked head cocked to the side. Jepha nodded smiling, two-front teeth gone. Gerard was kind of’ jealous that he was the first kid in there whole grade that lost their teeth.
Gerard looked at Frank shrugging his shoulders, Frank nodded at the two kids who smiled and slid into the seats.
“I’m Jepha,” Jepha said sitting crossed legged on his chair.
“Yep, and I’m Dan,” Dan said waving.
Frank introduced himself, as the teacher set out the foam letters on the reading circle.
“Everybody to the reading circle c’mon,” The teacher, said standing in the middle of the circle.
The class buzzed with excitement, the teacher explained the rules, and how they should act in the hallways. The group got into two lines, walking down the halls quietly.
The music room was a huge room, instruments in every corner for the older kids, and small drums, bells, and xylophones for the younger grades.
“This is so cool!” Frank whispered in Gerard’s ear.
“Now, young generation take a seat! I am Ms. Berkley” The music teacher announced red curly hair flying as she waves her arms dramatically. The boys giggled and took a seat, as she pushed the piano closer to them.
“So tell me, what type of songs make you happy and excited inside huh?” Ms. Berkley asked looking at all the children.
Brendon raised his hand, waving it back and forth, practically jumping out of his seat.
“Yes, um…”
“Brendon, and songs about love and stuff, my sister says so” Brendon said.
“Yes, but it depends what type of happy we are going for,” She said waving a finger in the air.
She sprung to the radio in the class, turning up an Elvis Presley song. The student teacher came by, passing out small toy instruments, kids standing up pretending to play the guitar, singing into plastic microphones. And Gerard hasn’t had this much fun since the summer. She slowly turns down the music.
"Were looking for excited happy, not mushy happy you little romantic. Any one here know any instruments?" She asked. Frank waved his hand shaking it up in the air. As she picked on Frank he smiled, a look of admiration clouding his eyes.
"The guitar, my Dad plays it," He said.
"Good, a very important instrument in this lesson!" She said walking back to the radio.
She switches the CD the sound of trumpets, maracas and guitars swish into the room. She poises her arms in a Salsa dancing position, parading around the room. The children following and copying dance moves.
Frank grabs Gerard’s wrists, spinning him slowly the two try to step to the beat. As the children start to slow down, the teacher slowly turns down the volume.
“That type of music class is called the Salsa. That will be our first lesson,” She said, just as their teacher arrived at the door.
“That was so fun, I like that class,” Frank said happily.
“Yeah, she’s real nice too,” Gerard added. The class made their way back into their room, grabbing their lunchboxes.
“Hey Jepha, can I ask you a question?” Frank asked sitting down at the table.
“Yeah, if I can ask you one,” Jepha said.
Frank shrugged, “How come you don’t this tooth?” Frank asked pointing to his front teeth.
Jepha giggled, “It’s cause the tooth fairy took it!” He said smiling.
“She stole it?! My Dad said stealing is bad,” Frank said eyes shocked.
“No, no ,no we traded, she gave me two dollars!” Jepha said excitedly.
Frank nodded, understanding. Gerard looked away and poked his front tooth, frowning when it stayed still.
“Don’t be mad, it’ll come out,” Jepha said touching Gerard’s arm. Frank quickly grabbed Gerard’s hand from under the table holding it close.
“So Gee, whacha got?” Frank asked opening up his lunchbox.
All the boys opened their lunchboxes revealing multiple sandwiches, sweets, cookies, fruits, juices and milk.
“Aww man,” Jepha whined as he pulled out an apple. Frank sighed as he pulled out a pack of M&M cookies. Gerard made a ‘bleh’ sound as he pulled out a zip-lock of 4 twizlers. And Dan grunted as he found a bag of cool ranch chips.
“I call trades!” Dan stated to the table. They all nodded, Jepha handed Dan the apple, as Dan gave him the chips, giving Gerard the apple as he got Frank’s cookies.
“Heyyy, I have nothing…”Frank said crossing his arms.
“Here, I have two,” Gerard said holding an apple in one hand and twizzlers in the other. Frank’s eyes lit up, “Please Gee, can I have the twizzlers?” Frank asked weaving his fingers together, jutting out his bottom lip. Gerard blink and shrugged.
“Y-Yeah sure,” He said handing them over.
“Yesss! You’re the bestest friend ever Gee,” Frank said wrapping his arms around Gerard’s neck, landing a sloppy wet kiss on Gerard’s cheek.
“Ewww,” Gerard said as he giggled, wiping his cheek.
The boys ate their lunch quietly until Jepha’s head shot up, quickly.
“Hey, hey, I was gonna ask you somethin’” He said leaning over the small table a bit.
“Yeah?” Frank asked leaning in a bit.
“How come Quinn isn’t your friend?” Jepha asked.
Frank looked at Quinn’s table, he was laughing loudly at something Bert was doing. He clutched his stomach as he laughed loudly. Turning his head, he stopped seeing Frank look at him. Finally, giving Frank a mean look he turned around sharply in his seat.
Franks hand slipped into Gerards once again as he shrugged lazily.
“I think it’s cause’ I hurt Bert,” Frank said tilting his head a little.
Dan’s eyes went wide as he choked on his juice-box.
“Whoa, that’s real bad, there like brothers. Quinn gets real mad when people make fun of Bert and stuff,” Dan said.
“Yeah, yeah look on Gym day, Dan hit Bert with a ball and look it!” Jepha said raising Dans shirtsleeve revealing a small bruise.
“He hit me pretty hard, I almost cried. But I didn’t!” Dan said, Jepha smiling and giving him a high-five.
“You better not talk to Bert anymore, Quinn could get mad” Jepha said raising the side of his mouth
Frank looked at Gerard, he didn’t know what scared him more. The thought of flying balls on Gym day or Quinn.
A/N: Yeah, this whole Frank/Quinn thing may be slightly resolved. On Gym day, my least favorite day when I was in kindergarten. Oh, and someone asked me to “PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE DO NAP TIME! AND DISMISSAL” So I was like aww it’ll be cute. So that’s gonna be the next one. Oh and I made it Salsa music for a reason muahaha.
---->Worst kindergarten memory?<---- God knows I still remember mine till this day…
Author: tadxbitxlate
Pairing: Frank/Gerard, other sides.
Rating: PG
Beta: Someone who seriously needs to get an Lj!
Warning: None.
Disclaimer: FAKE FAKERSON. Part of my imagination.
Summary: Kindergarten, from the first day to the last. And of course everything in between.
Gerard gave his Mom a quick kiss on the cheek, moving onto his little brother in the car seat.
“I’ll be back later Mikey, okay? I’ll miss you,” Gerard said kissing his brother on the forehead.
As he walked to his teacher waiting by the door with the rest of the class, he quickly scanned the room for Frank. Gerard felt a little disappointed when he didn’t see Frank.
“C’mon class, we don’t have a lot of time, today’s music day,” The teacher announced herding them into the classroom.
Gerard sighed walking into the room, he put his lunchbox in his cubby and put his backpack on the hook.
“Morning,” Gerard said running a finger down the glass jar.
The swished open, Frank running in immediately hugging Gerard. Gerard smiled brightly latching an arm around Frank.
Frank’s father excused them for the lateness, giving Frank a quick hug. The boys sat in there seats, radiating happiness.
“So can we sit here today?” Dan asked head cocked to the side. Jepha nodded smiling, two-front teeth gone. Gerard was kind of’ jealous that he was the first kid in there whole grade that lost their teeth.
Gerard looked at Frank shrugging his shoulders, Frank nodded at the two kids who smiled and slid into the seats.
“I’m Jepha,” Jepha said sitting crossed legged on his chair.
“Yep, and I’m Dan,” Dan said waving.
Frank introduced himself, as the teacher set out the foam letters on the reading circle.
“Everybody to the reading circle c’mon,” The teacher, said standing in the middle of the circle.
The class buzzed with excitement, the teacher explained the rules, and how they should act in the hallways. The group got into two lines, walking down the halls quietly.
The music room was a huge room, instruments in every corner for the older kids, and small drums, bells, and xylophones for the younger grades.
“This is so cool!” Frank whispered in Gerard’s ear.
“Now, young generation take a seat! I am Ms. Berkley” The music teacher announced red curly hair flying as she waves her arms dramatically. The boys giggled and took a seat, as she pushed the piano closer to them.
“So tell me, what type of songs make you happy and excited inside huh?” Ms. Berkley asked looking at all the children.
Brendon raised his hand, waving it back and forth, practically jumping out of his seat.
“Yes, um…”
“Brendon, and songs about love and stuff, my sister says so” Brendon said.
“Yes, but it depends what type of happy we are going for,” She said waving a finger in the air.
She sprung to the radio in the class, turning up an Elvis Presley song. The student teacher came by, passing out small toy instruments, kids standing up pretending to play the guitar, singing into plastic microphones. And Gerard hasn’t had this much fun since the summer. She slowly turns down the music.
"Were looking for excited happy, not mushy happy you little romantic. Any one here know any instruments?" She asked. Frank waved his hand shaking it up in the air. As she picked on Frank he smiled, a look of admiration clouding his eyes.
"The guitar, my Dad plays it," He said.
"Good, a very important instrument in this lesson!" She said walking back to the radio.
She switches the CD the sound of trumpets, maracas and guitars swish into the room. She poises her arms in a Salsa dancing position, parading around the room. The children following and copying dance moves.
Frank grabs Gerard’s wrists, spinning him slowly the two try to step to the beat. As the children start to slow down, the teacher slowly turns down the volume.
“That type of music class is called the Salsa. That will be our first lesson,” She said, just as their teacher arrived at the door.
“That was so fun, I like that class,” Frank said happily.
“Yeah, she’s real nice too,” Gerard added. The class made their way back into their room, grabbing their lunchboxes.
“Hey Jepha, can I ask you a question?” Frank asked sitting down at the table.
“Yeah, if I can ask you one,” Jepha said.
Frank shrugged, “How come you don’t this tooth?” Frank asked pointing to his front teeth.
Jepha giggled, “It’s cause the tooth fairy took it!” He said smiling.
“She stole it?! My Dad said stealing is bad,” Frank said eyes shocked.
“No, no ,no we traded, she gave me two dollars!” Jepha said excitedly.
Frank nodded, understanding. Gerard looked away and poked his front tooth, frowning when it stayed still.
“Don’t be mad, it’ll come out,” Jepha said touching Gerard’s arm. Frank quickly grabbed Gerard’s hand from under the table holding it close.
“So Gee, whacha got?” Frank asked opening up his lunchbox.
All the boys opened their lunchboxes revealing multiple sandwiches, sweets, cookies, fruits, juices and milk.
“Aww man,” Jepha whined as he pulled out an apple. Frank sighed as he pulled out a pack of M&M cookies. Gerard made a ‘bleh’ sound as he pulled out a zip-lock of 4 twizlers. And Dan grunted as he found a bag of cool ranch chips.
“I call trades!” Dan stated to the table. They all nodded, Jepha handed Dan the apple, as Dan gave him the chips, giving Gerard the apple as he got Frank’s cookies.
“Heyyy, I have nothing…”Frank said crossing his arms.
“Here, I have two,” Gerard said holding an apple in one hand and twizzlers in the other. Frank’s eyes lit up, “Please Gee, can I have the twizzlers?” Frank asked weaving his fingers together, jutting out his bottom lip. Gerard blink and shrugged.
“Y-Yeah sure,” He said handing them over.
“Yesss! You’re the bestest friend ever Gee,” Frank said wrapping his arms around Gerard’s neck, landing a sloppy wet kiss on Gerard’s cheek.
“Ewww,” Gerard said as he giggled, wiping his cheek.
The boys ate their lunch quietly until Jepha’s head shot up, quickly.
“Hey, hey, I was gonna ask you somethin’” He said leaning over the small table a bit.
“Yeah?” Frank asked leaning in a bit.
“How come Quinn isn’t your friend?” Jepha asked.
Frank looked at Quinn’s table, he was laughing loudly at something Bert was doing. He clutched his stomach as he laughed loudly. Turning his head, he stopped seeing Frank look at him. Finally, giving Frank a mean look he turned around sharply in his seat.
Franks hand slipped into Gerards once again as he shrugged lazily.
“I think it’s cause’ I hurt Bert,” Frank said tilting his head a little.
Dan’s eyes went wide as he choked on his juice-box.
“Whoa, that’s real bad, there like brothers. Quinn gets real mad when people make fun of Bert and stuff,” Dan said.
“Yeah, yeah look on Gym day, Dan hit Bert with a ball and look it!” Jepha said raising Dans shirtsleeve revealing a small bruise.
“He hit me pretty hard, I almost cried. But I didn’t!” Dan said, Jepha smiling and giving him a high-five.
“You better not talk to Bert anymore, Quinn could get mad” Jepha said raising the side of his mouth
Frank looked at Gerard, he didn’t know what scared him more. The thought of flying balls on Gym day or Quinn.
A/N: Yeah, this whole Frank/Quinn thing may be slightly resolved. On Gym day, my least favorite day when I was in kindergarten. Oh, and someone asked me to “PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE DO NAP TIME! AND DISMISSAL” So I was like aww it’ll be cute. So that’s gonna be the next one. Oh and I made it Salsa music for a reason muahaha.
---->Worst kindergarten memory?<---- God knows I still remember mine till this day…