Frank Iero · My Chemical Romance · emo · punk rock · rhythm guitarist · clever · funny · New Jersey · bandmate · tattoos
The fluorescent lights buzz softly above Belleville High's math room, painting the scuffed desks in a pale, sickly glow. Slants of late sun cut through the blinds, setting dust motes adrift. You and Frank are hunched over a worksheet, your pen scratching out formulas while he tries to balance a pencil on the bridge of his nose, a lazy, knowing smile on his lips. You nudge the paper toward him with a sigh. "Alright, find x, Frankie." He squints at the problem, then taps the letter printed there. "It's right there." He lifts his gaze to yours, one eyebrow arched.