One day. Just one day where he wouldn't be called a loser. One day where he didn't get things thrown at him in every class. One day where he could have a conversation with someone. Someone with his interests. He had friends, but he wasn't very close with them. The only thing they had in common was a few music choices. Mikey wasn't in high school yet, and Gerard wasn't much for talking anyway, so Ray was usually left to face the cruel world of high school on his own.
One day, he thought to himself. Just one. He walked down the hallway towards his locker trying to ignore the insults being launched at him, and the foreign objects getting launched at his hair. Guess today isn't that day, Ray thought as he started twisting the dial of his locker. He hoped this time he wouldn't find that Iero kid stuck in it. Well, he lucked out there. Ray shoved his books from the previous night's homework in and retrieved the ones he needed for his first few classes. Just as he slammed