From Dawn Till Dusk, I Will Always Be There For You.

"So, Avril..." The words leave my lips before I can stop them.
"What you want Frank?" She says, a strange glint in her eye.
"Well, I was just wondering-" Abruptly, she stops me.
"Wondering what? Whether you'd stop daydreaming enough to carry on the lesson Mr.Iero?" Her voice had gone all strange, deeper, gruff, and she prounounced my name wrong...a lot like Mr.Finchley.

Oh no. I've been caught daydreaming again. I lift my head. A fake smile plastered across my face.
"Ahh, you've decided to join us back in the real world, I-air-o,"
I feel myself go pink. I hate it when people get my name wrong. Its not so hard, is it?
"Its I-ear-o, David," I say cheekily. I know his name, so when ever he gets mine wrong, I call him that. The guys think its pretty cool, I just find it funny to see the expression on his face. He's wearing that expression now. The sort of 'I'm-about-to-explode' face that gets everyone in a fit of the giggles.
"I've had enough of your back-chat. Half an hour after school. And now, lets see if you were paying some attention, finish Newtons Equation, now!" He shouts. Another thing I hate - Detention. Especially with Mr.Finchley. He makes you write so many lines he could be put down for child abuse.
My quick wit helps me in these sort of situations.
"I think Newton could finish his own equation, sir," I yawn, as if I cant really be bothered to do anything. The guys chortle into their jumper sleeves. Just at that moment, before I can be showered in Finchley spit, the bell rings. Sanctuary!

Outside Marshall claps me on the back and tells me how funny I was.
"That was sweet, dude! I mean, did you totally see Finches face!" He did an impression of it and we were all falling about laughing.
"Oh, so funny, he got himself a detention," Says Avril, walking past. She fakes a laugh. Thats the girl I was daydreaming about. She's so....I dont know. She's just...everything. She's about the only girl in the school who's not falling all over me or my friends. And she has a really hot cousin. I see him pick her up from school sometimes, at first I thought he was her boyfriend. Oh no, Josh is saying something.
"Who asked you? Just cause your the emo freak of the school, and couldnt crack a joke or a smile if someone paid you," He scathes.
"Ooooh," Choruses the rest of them.
"Exuse me, but arent you the one who only stopped wetting the bed two months ago? Remember, my mom is good friends with yours Joshy," Avril spits.
Okay, so she may come across sorta cold. But I've seen the way she acts when no-one's picking on her. Its a really rare moment, but her smile, the way she's so calm, not tense and shouting insults. And she's beautiful. Her hair, all the way down her back. Dead straight and jet black. Her hair really frames her chalk-white face. But her eyes are so....lovely. Huge and green, always carefully outlined in black kohl. But she'd never be interested in me. I'm probably not her type. But I can dream. And thats what I do. Always. With a heavy sigh I make my way to English. Followed by the idiots I call my friends.

After school I hear some kid is being beaten up round by the science block. Usually, I dont go watch this sorta thing. Seeing someone get beaten doesnt really amuse me somehow. But George and Marshall drag me round there, saying this is something I dont want to miss. As we get closer, I see its Josh who's beating this poor kid up.
"And this is for Frank, and that wise crack you made about him earlier," He shouts, swinging a punch and three kicks to the hudle on the floor, sobbing for him to stop. I get closer still, right to the front of the crowd. The person looks up at me. Blood trickling from a cut on her forhead. I reel. Sick rises in my throat. The world spins and sweat droplets appear on my forehead. The kid on the floor. The one being beaten up.

Its Avril.

She looks at me. Her emerald eyes sparkling with tears. A kick to her stomach from Josh makes her double up in pain on the floor, breaking the gaze between us.
"Dont looks at Frank. It's him thats the reason were doing this, you slimy cow, comments about him, eh? You should know better in the future," Snarls Josh.
I feel my heart stop. I'm the reason their doing this? Just for that one, tiny remark she made? I cant bare it any longer. I try to fight my way out of the crowd but Marshall has a firm grip on my arm, his eyes flashing with happiness at every punch and kick. I shut my eyes shut, really tightly, willing myself to wake up, that its all a bad dream. I hear Avril scream. My eyes snap open, her arm is all wonky, as if it's broken.
"JOSH, STOP IT!"I roar. The whole crowd silences, and Josh looks at me, a little bemused at my outburst.
"Whats up with you man? I'm doing this for you, for what the emo slut said earlier," He says, raising an eyebrow.
I try to defend Avril, but I cant. If I tell everyone here the way I feel, my reputation is ruined. But, Avril's worth it, isnt she? I think too fast, and come up with, "Yeah, but she aint worth it, is she? Your wasting your energy, she probably hurts herself enough." Oh god. I really said that. How could I? The guys are laughing now. I have to join in. Josh takes another swing at Avril, still huddled on the floor. His shoe hits her square in her side, turning her over. Blood patches are already showing through her pale grey fitted jumper [Showing off her gorgous figure]. Half her face is covered in blood, and bruises are already erupting on the patches of pale skin you can see. I can take it, looking at her. But she looks up, straight at me. I looks back at her. I'm filled with guilt when I see the look in her eyes. It was as if she was screaming inside, screaming for someone to save her. If only I'd been there, and not wanting to risk my stupid reputation.
We walk out of the school gates, and as I depart from the guys, I break into a run. Its when I shut my bedroom door behind me and flop down on my bed that I realise I missed Finches detention.

I realise, the next day, that Avril isnt in school as soon as I walk through the gates. Her cousin wasnt in the car park as I would have heard the grumble of his motor bike, and seen him drop Avril off.
Avril Avril Avril. Where is she? I ask around a bit, but I dont want to seem too keen. I have to serve my detention at lunch time. I agree without a fuss. Maybe thats why Finch asked if anything was wrong. I said I was fine, but he didnt seem to beleive me.
"Could this possibly be to do with this girl you daydream about all the time?" He asked. I suddenly wake up out of my foggy daze.
"How did you know I was daydreaming about Av-a girl, sir?" I was about to say 'Avril' but swiftly changed it. He told me some story of how he always liked this girl when he was my age, and would daydream about her all the time. And now she was his wife.
Perhaps Finch isnt such a bad old stick after all.

After school I walk to my house. Just as I put my hand on the door knob, I see a removal van in the distance. 'Avril' springs to my head immediatly. I tell myself not to be so stupid, but go to have a look anyway. I see the van, the removal men, a woman with short, curly black hair running around, telling the removal men to be careful with some china ornaments. Then I see Avril. Sitting on a bed in the back of the removal van, drawing. She's going. I cant beleive it. I should tell her now, I tell myself. I should tell her I love her, and I want to be with her.
But I dont. I just turn around, and walk my sad, pathetic way home.

She's gone.

Ive totally lost her. Forever. I cant believe it. Not that she'd ever talk to me again. After the whole Josh thing. But then, if I dont go after her now, she really will be gone forever. I glance at my moms car outside the front room window, and the keys beside me as I'm sat on the old brown sofa, as I'm wallowing in my own self pity. Something snaps inside of me. I cant just sit around and wait for the love of my life to disapear from view forever. I grab the keys and slam out of the house, wrenching the car door off and almost breaking the key as I ram it into the key thingy. I try very carefully to back out of the driveway safely, but I'm not too skilled at driving as I've only just got my learners permit. I squint down the road and just manage to see the removal van pull out of the driveway and speed off. Oh god, oh god, oh god. Plummeting my foot on the accelerator I speed off after my love and the removal van.
As I accelerate after the van, I get intersected by an old man, that looks more like a wrinkly pair of leather trousers, in a bright yellow mini. Obviously this old guy has been to 'The Pensioners School For Crap Driving' as hes swerving all over the road and going at about 3 miles and hour. I beep my horn at him desperately and finally he stops and lets me pass. Thank the heavens. I must be at least 600 miles over the speed limit I'm going so fast to try and catch up with this van. Then my worst fears are confirmed, the van turns into the New Jersey Airport. Shes actually leaving the state. Why do bad things happen to good people?? Whyy??
Finding a space is the most difficult ordeal I could ever go through. As well as trying to keep an eye on where Avril and her mom are going. At one point I think that Avril is looking right at me. She squints, then she stands up stright, blinks, shakes her head and carries on following her mom. I can see where Avril gets her looks from, her mom is truly stunning. With thick, straight black hair, just like Avrils, but her mom's only reaches her shoulders, and the most amazing brown eyes I've ever seen but not really a patch on Avrils emerald eyes. Trying not to get too distracted, I park the car and sprint into the main terminal.
I can see thousands of people milling around me, some staring at this shabby kid still in his school uniform, looking around frantically. I try to make out her hair from the thousands of people. Suddenly I look to my left, and there she is, her hair swishing behind her as she walks towards the check-in gate. I pant over to them but just miss them as they walk through into a halway to their plane. I gasp for breath but I cant let go now. I take a running jump and fly over the gate, followed hurriedly by security guards. I out run them, trying to catch my breath, when inside I'm screaming Avrils name.
Just as she reaches the door to the plane, I manage to scream "NOO! AVRIL! WAITT!"
She whips round and everyone around us stops. I pant over to her. She blinks at me in amazement "Frank??" She gasps, looking attractively puzzled.
"I couldnt...you're leaving...whyy??" I stammer, barely able to look at her.
"I'm moving to Manhatten. And why? You saw what Josh did to me. I cant stay here, I'm sorry," She almost whispers.
"Please, dont be sorry. I'm so sorry for what Josh did to you. I didnt tell him to, honest, all I've ever wanted...Look, I know we've never really talked, but I've always...I love you Avril Wentson. Ever since pre school, your the one I day dream about in Mr Finchleys class. I followed your removal van all the way here and totally sprinted and now these security guards are coming to get me, just so I could give you this.." I move forward and kiss her full on the lips. Thankfully she kisses back. I press a piece of paper into her hand. Then when we're pulled apart by security guards she whispers goodbye and I notice she has tears in her eyes.
The journey home is the longest ever. I drive slowly past her house. I get out and walk up to the door. Its open, so I walk in. I can see ghost Avrils running up the stairs, I follow, and look in her bedroom. Just as I thought, its black and red, with oblong marks as if it was covered in posters a long long time ago. She'd written lyrics all over the other gaps. I bend down to see one corner, peering closely. Written there in what seems like black Kohl is those three words I'd written all over my middle school jotter.
Avril loves Frank.
Tears fill to my eyes as I realise the fact that shes never coming back to this deserted house.