But Now We're Stressed Out

By lunaeclispe22

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Sanders Sides High School AU A popular jock with a passion for performing A friendly boy with a happy go luck... More

Character Descriptions
Welcome to Hell
Where's my epic background music?
Logically Thinking
Help i think i'm gay
I got this bloody nose trying to defend your honor
Polar Opposites, but with some similarities
In which everything gets worse
Embarrasment and Anxiety
Prepare for embrace
The first time i belived
Making out in the forest
Time to panic and/or cry
Crying and cookies
Because he's my hero
When they make eye contact, you can see they have a history
Nightingale
You wont like me anymore
Some things aren't better left in the past
You will be found
Colder Weather
This is why i dont socialize
Knock knock, get the door, its depression
This go amazingly right (or horribly wrong)
The gay prince with an ego bigger than disney world
Hold my hand, you're going to be okay
The gayest of the gays
Snake Face
To cry or not to cry
Two bros, chillin' at a locker, five inches apart cause they are gay
There is no us, there never was
T for is trauma
The emo cult
Lady and the tramp
I can't think straight when it comes to you
Midnight Coffee Date
Emotions are for children
Accidental demon summoning
Solitude was the only logical solution
I'm not a piece of cake
Feliz Cumpleaños a ti, feliz cumpleaños querido Logan
Lets have some fun in abusement park
I'll go down in history as the worlds biggest idiot
How was my innocent mind supposed to know that
Room B340
Living like we're renegades
Ghosts
There are easier ways to learn about death
You Died; would you like to start again?
Wiccans make great moms
Ice cream, tea, and crying
Ignorance or Innocene
Soft snow and sweater paws
You're a monster if you put the milk in before the cereal
Ice as cold as my heart
Maybe we can yeet out of this situation
Birthday smash
Wattpad made me change the name of this chapter so I wouldn't get sued
Eyeliner and emo tears
Mistletoe and Christmas Snow
Daddy chimed in go for the throat
It's a messed up world
Friend, please
Remember me
Making up for our childhood traumas
Snowstorms from hell
Frozen corpses are creepy
The ghost of you is never coming home
Going mute for the aesthetic
And they were roommates
Tripping on skies, sipping waterfalls
Play ring around the ambulance
You'll be a home for the broken
Ohana means family
Things are not what they seem
Goodbye my love
Things we lost in the fire
I will keep on waiting for your love
So sick and tired of all the needless beating
We only own our hells
Top ten idiots, number one and two will surprise you
An emotional support beehive
We are lonely lost souls
The most precious bean
Tonight will be the night that I fall for you over again
Nobody cares if you cry
You won't go lonely into this fight if you just hold me we will survive
Stuck between a nightmare and lost dreams
Say goodbye to the heart you break and all the cyanide you drank
Once we've both said our goodbyes
Thomas the dank engine
Lies and propaganda or deceit and falsehoods
Don't blame
Don't let fear keep us apart
My nonexistent heart was just broken
Setting fire to our insides for fun
Viva la depression
A single pale buttercup
Ability Aquired : Doubt
It's my mental breakdown and I get to choose the music
Mama we're all gonna die
Blood splattered on freshly fallen snow
Don't take your life away from me
The hardest part of this is leaving you
If being sexy was a crime, I'd be a law abiding citizen
It's a no from me
There needs to be an instruction manuel about life
There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin
Love is not a choice
Our old friend, Death
Oh, that's awkward
I may not live to see our glory
Everything is fine when your hand is resting next to mine
The rare fluff stumbling out of hiding
Tonight we are young
Champagne, Cocaine, Gasoline
I'm not as think as you drunk I am
Heckity heck, I crave death
Everybody sins, everybody lies
Awaiting my imminent death
For a moment, I forgot gravtiy existed
I am going to kill myself and it's your fault!
Hold still while I throw a chair at you
Last night I had the strangest dream
Confrontation scares me
Daddy issues to the max
This is everything I never wanted
My boyfriend or your boyfriend
Panic attacks at the disco
How to run from the mess you made
I could lie, say I like it like that
I came here to have a good time and I'm honestly feeling so attacked right now
They know that it's almost over
There comes you, to keep me safe from harm
A good day to die
High off anesthesia
Emotions? How about no
Happily ever after here we are
McDonalds and necromancy
Where do I go from here?
Sea salt and summer dreams
You make us better
You make us better (part 2)
I could be lonely with you
I could be lonely with you (part 2)
I could be lonely with you (part 3)
With you I'm always home
With you I'm always home (part 2)
With you I'm always home (part 3)
We'll be with you from dusk till dawn
We'll be with you from dusk till dawn (part 2)
We'll be with you from dusk till dawn (part 3)
Epilogue
Authors Note

Cookies, sprinkles, kittens, and a little bit of fake happiness

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By lunaeclispe22

Patton POV

I sighed, looking in the mirror at myself. I'm okay. It's okay. You're going to be okay.

I fixed my hair and walked back into my room. I pulled on light blue jeans, a white shirt that had silver and light blue stars on it, and than tied my cat hoodie around my waist. I pulled on my bubblegum pink converse and headed downstairs.

To my disappointment, I once again entered an empty kitchen. There was a note on the island.

Patton -
Your mother and I had to go on a business trip. We'll be back in a few days. I don't know what you can do for food. No friends can come over.
- Father

I sighed again, feeling tears in my eyes. They were never home. Always on some big business trip.

Even if they were home, it's not like they'd pay attention to me. They'd just hole up in their room or the office and work. It's always wrk. Never any family time.

I grabbed a poptart and headed to the front door, munching on it. I picked up my pastel galaxy bookbag and headed to school.

-•-

I followed my best friend Emile into the cafeteria. He was laughing and telling me about a theory he had about Steven Universe.

We sat down at our usual table and started eating our lunches. He kept rambling on, but I was being pretty quite.

"Hey...Patton." Said Emile. I looked over at him. "Are you doing okay? Your being quieter than usual."

"I'm fine." I told him, flashing him a quick smile. "My parents are on another business trip." Emile sighed.

"I wish they could see that they hurt you by leaving you alone all the time." Emile said, handing me a cookie. "I know you hate being alone."

"Yeah..." I mumbled, taking a bite of the cookie.

"Depression acting up again?" He asked quietly. I nodded.

"Want to have a sleepover tonight?" He asked. "To life your spirits."

"No friends over when they aren't home." I reminded him while rolling my eyes.

"Come over to my house than." He suggested. I smiled, starting to feel better.

"That sounds like a good idea." I told him. "Can I just come home with you right after school?"

"Yeah of course." Emile answered with a smile.

"What is up ladies~." Said my other friend, Remy Dormir, as he set his lunch tray across from us.

"Hey Remy." I said with a smile.

"Hey Remy." Emile echoed, giggling a little bit. I gently elbowed him, knowing that Emile has a huge crush on Remy.

"We were planning a sleepover since my parents left again." I told him.

"Sounds sweet." He said. "I'd come, but there's a party later tonight after the football game that I'm not missing."

"Of course." Said Emile quickly, looking down at his tray.

"If your not too drunk afterwards," I said. "You should just come over to Emile's house and sleep over."

"I don't see why not." Said Remy, taking a sip from his Starbucks. "If I'm not too drunk I'll be there around midnight."

"Sounds like a plan." I said giddily, forgetting about my parents abandoning me for the weekend.

Emile smiled brightly at me, thanking me silently. His gaze flickered past Remy and his smile turned into a smirk.

"I see something that's definitely gonna make you feel better Patton." He told me. Both me and Remy followed his gaze.

I turned my head to see Logan Hawkins. I felt a blush creep up my cheeks. He was sitting at his table with all his super smart friends. He pulled out a book and started reading, while also somehow being able to keep conversation with his friends.

"Your bright red Patton." Said Emile with a laugh.

"Gurl, you need to just go for it." Remy told me, pointing his fork towards Logan.

"I can't help it!" I squeaked. "You two know how much I like him. And there's no way I'd do that."

"You seriously need to just go up to him and be like, I love ya bitch. I ain't ever gonna stop loving ya biiitch." Said Remy, sassily crossing his legs.

"Shush!" I laughed. "I don't want him to hear you. Also language!"

"He's not." Said Emile, trying to contain his laughter.

"1776! New York City!" A group of people yelled from the middle of the cafeteria. Roman King, the most popular person here, and Thomas Sanders, one of the best actors in our school were standing on a table.

They were signing Aaron Burr, Sir from Hamilton. I laughed along with Emile and Remy, enjoying the show. But it was quickly put to a grinding half as Principle Williams marched in and yelled at them.

-•-

Emile and I walked down the hallway heading for the main doors. Emile kept nudging me and smirking. I blushed heavily, thinking about what just happened.

"You have to tell me everything that happened." Emile said, pulling gently on my arm.

"It was awesome, he so nice, and now we're meeting at his house tomorrow night to discuss the project." I told him giddily. "Once we get back to your house, I'll tell you and Remy every little detail."

Emile was about to say something, but we both stopped in our tracks, along with everyone else, when we heard screaming and yelling.

I turned to see Jackson Zander, standing over that quite emo boy that doesn't have any friends.

Jackson was screaming all shots of slurs at the guy. This isn't the first time this has happened. It's kinda a daily thing here. But everyone's to afraid to step in and stop it.

Zander does football and wrestling, plus he's one of Roman's closest friends. Every one has a mutual understand to just not get in Jackson's way if he was picking on someone.

Emile grabbed my arm and pulled me away from the scene before I could get emotional and try to stop Jackson.

I'm have way to much empathy and the smallest things will make me emotional. Emile knows this luckily and gets me out of those situations.

We walked out of the school and into the parking lot. I quickly got into Emile's car.

"Thanks." I mumbled.

"Your welcome."

"I wish I could just do something for the poor guy." I admitted. "He's always all alone and Jackson and his friends are so mean to him."

"We can't do anything." Emile told me sternly. "If we get in Jackson's way, he'll start targeting us too."

"I know." I agreed sadly.

Emile drove out of the school parking lot and headed back towards his house. I leaned my forehead against the window until we arrived.

We pulled into the driveway. I got out, pulling my bookbag over my shoulder. I followed Emile up to the front door.

"Hey Mom!" Emile called to the kitchen. Emile's mom popped her head out from the kitchen and smiled at us.

"Hello boys!" She called back. "Come on in here, I baked cookies!"

I smiled, feeling better. We walked into the kitchen, setting out bookbags against the island.

"Hi Mrs. Picani." I said cheerily. She smiled warmly at me and pushed the plate of cookies towards us.

"I'm guessing your parents aren't home?" She asked. I nodded.

"Another business trip." I told her. She sighed. Emile's Mom was sort of like a second Mom for me. She was super caring and always looked out for me when my parents weren't home.

"I'm sorry honey." She mumbled. "Will you be spending the weekend with us than?"

"If that's okay with you."

"Of course sweetie." She told me. "Why don't you and Emile get situated upstairs, I'll call you two down for dinner."

Emile grabbed a few cookies and than headed to the stairs. I followed him up to his room.

I dropped my bag and flopped onto his bed. I curled up and cuddled his Stitch plushie.

"Come one, you're not gonna mope around the entire weekend." He told me, pulling me off his bed.

"Let's watch Steven Universe and eat cookies." I told him.

"Not yet, you need to tell me everything that happened." He laughed. I laughed gently and sat down on the bed with Emile. Than I started to tell him everything that happened while working on the project.

Slowly but surely, I started feeling more like my happy go lucky self.

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