P.s I know Ryan Ross is not in this Chapter. But Logan Lerman and Fall Out Boy make a special appearance. And Ryan Ross will be in the second chapter! I promise. Now Enjoy!(:
Chapter one:
Nicole and I stood right outside Dean Collins door, for his 'Spectacular best birthday party ever!!' Nicole was basically banging on the front door. After a good ten bangs, we finally gave up.
"Damn Nicole. He likes you! He'll answer the phone to you! So call him! For my sake! Please!!" I told her. I heard that Dean was meaning on asking Nicole out tonight, after I heard several people in the neighborhood talking about it. No, i'm not an ears-dropper. People just talk really loud! I could tell she had at least SOME feeling for him! Just as I said that I could see her automatically start to blush and look at her feet.
"Fine," she practically breathed. She took her phone from her pocket, and called Dean. He must have answered because Nicole was suddenly talking on the phone after about one ring. "Hey, we're here. Standing out in front. And no ones answered the door yet," she finished.
Next thing we knew the front door opened. We jumped in the suprise. Dean was panting, "S-sorry...to keep.. you," he wasbreathing heavy, he was crouching down, barley talking. He slowly looked up and spotted Nicole. His eyes exploded and he stood up straight. "Uh- uh! Y-you l-look.." Dean uttering his words. He seemed astonished. He was practically drooling over her.
Nicole was wearing a black, strapless, mid thigh, dress with a purple bow around her. I, on the other hand, was wearing a cute top and skinnies with a pair of pink converse. I was no where near a dress type.
I began to feel impatient. Dean was just standing there. His jaw just hanging. His drool escaping his mouth. Him in another universe. Him just giving her googly eyes. So I began to shake the bag, that held a fifty dollar gift card to Hollister and a bunch of candy, right in front of his face. He still stood there petrified. So I barley punched him in the stomach. Ah.. there goes my trying to be nice to him on his birthday.
"Oh! uhh.." he grabbed the bag, "Thanks just what i wanted!" he told us without even looking in the bag. Nicole and i shook our heads in confusion. Dean finnaly looked at me, "Oh! Yeah! Emma right??" I nodded my head miserbly , no one knew who I was. Even if I had been going to their school for years, or been their neighbor. "I have someone for you to meet!! He's over by the beverages and snacks! Gooo he's waiting for you!!" he told me, slightly pushing me.
"B-But Dean i just got here!!" I replied, feeling aloofed. But Dean was way to busy flirting with Nicole. The last thing i heard him say was, "Man Nicole! Are you from Tennessee?!? 'Cause your the only ten I see!" I sighed, shook my head in disapprobation. For some reason, those lame pick up tricks ALWAYS worked for Nicole. So I left to the food and beverages. I went through the crowd of people as they were dancing. I think someone tried to purposely trip me, because as i got to the kitchen, I almost fell.
I walked over to the table, and to my luck, there were three guys. One was leaning against the wall, texting rapidly. The second one was eating chips after another. And we are lead to the third guy. He was just standing there, bored out of his mind, wishing to leave while holding a drink in his hand. The sad thing was that none of them seemed to be waiting for anyone. I sighed, Dean just probably didn't want me there. Man if he didn't want me to be a third wheel! He could have just told me! So took out my phone and texted Nicole, 'Theres like three guys here, which ones the guy?' I asked. I put my phone in my pocket again and grabbed a cup and poured my self some iced tea. I was thirsty as heck! Nicole made me get ready for this stupid party and so i had to skip lunch.
Just as I was about take a sip of my exquisite, ice cold, ice tea, a random number texted me, 'The one with the plaid shirt!!'I guessed it was Dean and I looked around, sadly, two out of the three were wearing plaid shirts. "Shizz," I whispered to myself. I took a sip of my drink and then sighed, taking my phone out again and texting Dean, "Two out of the three are wearing plaid! Alittle more specific?"
I Poured my self more of this delicious refreshment. Yum! But next thing i knew, someone was dragging my arm, almost making me spill my drink, and took me over to the guy on the wall. "Logan! Anna!"
"Emma!" I commented.
Dean groaned in annoyment, " EMMA!! Logan!" Dean said moving his hand over to me and then this Logan guy. "NOW STOP FUCKING TEXTING ME!!" Dean left in fury. "Damn! So irritating!!" he said under his breath. He went over to a group of people and seemed to be in a better mood suddenly and asked "Having a good time?" I shook my head in confusion and looked back at Logan. Oh shit. It was Logan Lerman. The utterly buffoon that I couldn't stop hating. He didn't even seem to recognize me.
"Sorry about Dean. He can be a weirdo some- alot of the time," he said chuckling at the end. I forced a slight smile. "So i'm Logan!" he said, nodding his head, waiting for my reply. I simply just stood there, right in front of the unforgettable bastard. "And your name is?"
I sighed, but I kept my forced smile "Emma.." I said. A grin came upon Logan, that turned into snikers. Which turned into a histarical laugh. My smiled turned into a frown. I knew exactly what was going to happen.
"Emma Bishop?!?" he got out in the middle of his laughing. I groaned alittle, just what I thought. I looked down and closed my eyes. Logan then put his arm around my shoulder and called out to a bunch of guys in a group and yelled out, "Hey guys!! Look it's Emma Bishop!!!" the guys didn't understand at all what he was talking about. So they just gave him a 'I don't care" thumb up.
"Damn! Don't you remember the beginning of this year!Freshman year!! When we had that HUGE prank for Dean! And then you came out of NO WHERE and triggered the plan and you got covered with water and then a bunch of feathers!! HAHAHA then everyone called you a chicken!!!" Logan was cracking up.
The truth was, the only person who called me chicken was Logan. Everyone just laughed alittle and helped me clean up. Then the next day, they forgetting all that happened. I dropped my iced tea and then shrugged him off. I began to walk away into the crowd of dancing people. I heard him call my name several time, but tears were striding down my face. I knew I wasn't going to be able to find Nicole within all these people. So I found my way to the front porch. I would have left, but Nicole was my ride home, and there was NO way that i was going to walk home in that dark! She's only a year older, sixteen, but a good darn sister. But I couldn't ruin her night! This was when Dean was asking her out! This was her dream!
I checked my phone as i whiped the tears with my finger, only more to come, eight twenty seven, man this was going to be a long night. I put my hands on my face and sat down on the porch swing.
I then suddenly heard whispering, "Pat. What should we do??" I quickly sat up straight. To find four people staring right at me, and to my surprise, it was someone I didn't at all expect to meet. They began to approach me with a smirk on all their faces.
My eyes widened, "Y-y-you guys are Fall Out Boy!" was all I blurted out, then quickly standing right up.
They all chuckled alittle, "Yeah..So if you don't mind me asking. Are you ok?" Pete asked.
I sighed, "No.." I replied, looking down.
"What happened?" Patrick asked me.
"Just because you guys caught me crying. Doesn't mean you have to comfort me," I replied quickly. I would LOVE to have a conversation with them, just not with this topic.
"Well to bad! We WANT to help!!" Joe replied. I was suprised. Some amazing band, want to help me. I took a deep breath, and slowley nodded. When a band like this wants to help you! What else do you say??
I sat back down and they all sat on the swing with me. I completely forgot they were famous, I guess I was just glad that someone really just wanted to talk to me. I spilled what happened, from the prank, to what Logan said. Surprisingly! They were all amazing listeners.
"Well I know how you feel!! In high school, they gave me a wedgie, then tied me up to the flag pole..so everyone could see" Andy told me. I couldn't help but giggle, "You see! After a few year you laugh about it," Andy smiled with all of us. I guess he was right.
"Well you guys didn't have it as bad as me! In college, DON'T LAUGH! but.. they tied me naked on the school presidents tree.." everyone bursted out laughing. It was to hilarious! "You guys said you wouldn't laugh..." Patrick said trying not to smile, but tried to be serious.
After a dead on silence, Joe got up, "Well it was nice talking to you,but we have to perform!" and so everyone, but me, got up.
"Wait! After we perform, how would like to have dinner with us?" Patrick asked. Everyone cheered. I simply just smiled. "Alright! Cool! So we'll find you after the concert!" and they began to walk into the house.
"Wait!" I called out. They all came back out, with a 'Yeah?' face.
"What do you really think the chance of me seeing you after the concert with all these people? And what about my sister?" I asked. Damn I was asking to many question, they were going to think I was a weirdo.
Patrick thought a moment. Then he took out a piece of paper and began to scibble a few thing on it, passing it around to everyone in the group. "Well here are our numbers! and your sister can come along if she want," Patrick said handing me the paper.
I was speechless, "Wow, thanks!" I replied. I put the paper in my pocket. They nodded in return and went inside the house.
It took me a while to realize what happened. "Hey Emma! Aren't you going to watch us play??" Pete said popping his head out from the door. I smiled and got up to follow them. "So how would you like to eat at the Plaza?" Pete asked. My jaw dropped alittle, but I opened it quick.
"Ugh..ugh, that would be nice!" I said chuckling. Pete smiled and steped on the stage, set up on the back yard. I shook my head in disbelief. I suddenly grinned and took the peice of paper out can put their numbers on my phone. Soon after that I quickly texted Nicole, 'How would you like to go out to dinner with FOB?'
Nicole replied, 'Sis! Just cause they r playing doesn't mean ur going out to dinner wit them!!' I smiled as I read the text message.
' I already met them!! Meet me at the front of the stage!!' I replied. Nicole soon came. Then and there I was jumping up and down. "Nicole we are going out to dinner with them!!" I told her the story and then stared at me in disbelief. I was going to reply to her face, but then Patrick began to speak into the microphone.
"Hello!! We are Fall Out Boy!! We'd like to wish Dean Collins a happy Birthday!!!" Everyone began to cheer, I heard Patrick chuckle into the microphone, "We'd also like to wishour new friend, Emma, a good word of inspiration. That even though life gets really crappy! Something good always comes along!" Patrick finished.
Fall Out Boy played a bunch of songs, and before we knew it! Nicole and I were in a car with Fall Out Boy to the Plaza!
"So jackass bother you?" Andy asked.
"No, thank goodness" I replied under my breath.
They all smirked, "Good! 'Cause if he didn't! We were going to beat his ass," They all joked. I couldn't help but laugh. I then noticed that Nicole was just sitting there, all quiet, petrified. But throughout the whole car ride to the Plaza, being at the Plaza, and coming home. We all shared a pretty good laugh and funny stories.
As we pulled up on Nicole's and I's drive way, Patrick called from the window, "Keep in touch!! So that means, text us.. like.. NOW!" Patrick said, I could hear Pete laughing inside. We said goodbye and I did text them. Yes it was their number! thankfully...either way. They all told me that it was nice to hang out with someone other than just the band and to text or call them when i needed help or just someone to talk to. And that the next time they were in the Los Angles area they would give me a call.
The night did escape us, but Nicole and I knew that it wasn't going to be one that we could forget.