Mute (Brallon)

Real?

Dallon was suprised. He was confused. He felt wanted, loved. I decided that I would talk to him.

Dallon smiled at Brendon as the bell rang to go to music class, my favorite class. I play the bass and guitar.

"W-What class do you have next?" I asked, maybe he liked music, maybe not.

"Umm" he asked checking his schedule "Music" he said, his eyes lighting up.

"Me too!" I said, suprised.

"Really? What do you play?" He asked as we walked to the music room.
"Bass and guitar...and I sing a little when I'm alone" I admitted

"That's Awesome! I play piano, guitar, some cello, drums, and I sing too!" He said, bouncing.

Damn, this kid is hyper. And Impressive.

"Nice!" I laughed.
"My friends, Ryan and Spencer are in music," I sighed happily.

"That's cool" he said, sitting beside me in the long tabled in the music room.

"B-Bren?" Ryan said, sounded questioning.

"What?" I laughed, being a LOT louder than usual.

"OKAY, first, you seem a lot less shy, like what the fuck, and your hanging out with Brendon Urie. WUT" Spencer said, wide-eyed.

"Hey guys, I can hear" Brendon giggled.

The guys blushed, I could not stop laughing.

"Okay students, My name is Mr. Wayne, I am your music teacher. First, I'm going to let you guys tell me the instruments you play." He said, pointing to our group first, being we were in the front.

"Hi, I'm Spencer and I play drums" Spencer said

"Hey I'm Ryan and I play guitar and sing" Ryan said quickly.

"Hi I'm Brendon and I sing, play piano, guitar, cello, and drums" Brendon said proudly.

"H-Hi I'm Dallon and I play Bass and sing" I said.

Mr.Wayne let the rest of the students announce, and then he said "Feel free to play some," he said, motioning to the instruments.

Brendon handed me a paper with notes on it. "Go play this is bass" he smiled.
Then he handed Ryan one for guitar, Spencer one for drums, Then he set off to the piano. He asked Mr. Wayne to control a soundboard

We were doing a preformance together.

Everyone looked at us with confused glances.

"The Only Difference Between Martyrdom and Suicide Is Press Coverage" He smirked

We all started to play as Brendon started to sing.

"Sit tight, I'm gonna need you to keep time
C'mon, just snap, snap, snap your fingers for me
Good, good, now we're making some progress
Come on just tap, tap, tap your toes to the beat

And I believe
This may call for a proper introduction, and well
Don't you see?
I'm the narrator, and this is just the prologue

Swear to shake it up, and you swear to listen
Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention
I aim to be your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives
Swear to shake it up, and you swear to listen
Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention
I aim to be, your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives

Applause, applause, no, wait, wait
Dear studio audience, I've an announcement to make
It seems the artists these days are not who you think
So we'll pick back up on that on another page

And I believe
This may call for a proper introduction, and well
Don't you see?
I'm the narrator and this is just the prologue

Swear to shake it up, and you swear to listen
Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention
I aim to be, your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives
Swear to shake it up, and you swear to listen
Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention
I aim to be, your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives

Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen
Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen
Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen
Swear to shake it up, swear to shake it up

Swear to shake it up, and you swear to listen
Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention
I aim to be, your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives
Swear to shake it up, and you swear to listen
Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention
I aim to be, your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives"

Everyone looked at us in awe, and I'm pretty sure some well-endowed black haired girl-I think her name was Breezy- winked at me.

"Hey Guys?" I asked.

"After school, Bring your instruments to my place."