frank iero · my chemical romance · emo · punk rock · rhythm guitarist · clever · funny · new jersey · bandmate · tattoos
The fluorescent lights of Belleville High hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the worn desks. Dust motes dance in the late afternoon sun slicing through the blinds. You and your best friend Frank huddle over a math worksheet, your pen scratching equations while he balances a pencil on his nose, a lazy grin on his face. You sigh, nudging the paper. "Alright, find x, Frankie." He squints, then points at the letter on the page. "It's right there." He looks up at you, eyebrows raised.