20 days until the dance.

I was walking down the hall staring at my feet as I walked. Dallon was blabbering about something next to me, but I wasn't listening (for many reasons).

"And Brendon-" my head shot up at Brendon's name. It's bad I know.

"What about Brendon?" I asked looking at Dallon. 

"I just wanted to see if you were listening." Dallon chuckled and stopped by his locker, which just so happened to be next to Pete Wentz's locker, and Pete Wentz is Brendon Uries best friend. "Sooo," Dallon swung open his locker. "What are you gonna be for the Halloween Dance?"

That's when a lightbulb went off. I knew what I was gonna be for the Halloween Dance, but there was no way Dallon could know about this.

"Oh um, I'm not sure yet. I'll probably go as a vampire or something." I shrugged it off as Dallon fumbled with his books. He dropped his textbook on his foot and let out a quiet curse. I bent down to pick it up when someone walked up to the locker next to us talking.

And I knew those voices, Brendon Urie, and Pete Wentz.

"Who you going to the dance with-oh sorry Ryan." Pete laughed as he bumped into me. I giggled a little and stood back up handing Dallon his textbook.

"Thanks." He whispered.

"Sooo, are you two going to the dance?" Pete asked leaning against his locker.

"Um yeah actually!" Dallon answered smiling.

"Cool, as what?" Pete asked.

"Um Ryan doesn't know, I think I'll go as a blood sucking giraffe." Brendon laughed and covered his mouth with his sweater sleeve that went over his hand. He looked really adorable, when he looked up we made eye contact and I quickly looked away.

"Cool, so you don't know?" Brendon asked looking at me now standing up straight with his books in his hands draped loosely at waist height.

"Uh no, I'll probably go as a vampire." I shrugged and Brendon smiled.

"Oh cool! Me too!" Pete closed his locker and linked his arm with Brendon's.

"Well we gotta go. Bye." Pete waved to us. I smiled tilting my head slightly to watch Brendon and Pete walk off.

"Way to be subtle. You were basically drooling over him." Dallon closed his locker more aggressively than I thought he would. When I looked up to see his face he was angry.

"Sorry Dallon." I whispered as the bell rung. Dallon walked off to class without a goodbye. So I simply just walked the other way to my class.

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A/N
Ok I'm back
Sorry ig I needed a break? I'm not sure
I would sit down to write and just not be inspired
I am aware that this is not the best chapter but🤷‍♀️
Today my father took my cousin my brother and I downtown just to get gelato and there's a really good place downtown and so that was fun
We also went bowling
Also my mother knows I write fanfiction and knows I have a Wattpad account and when I go into my room and play I'm music I'm normally writing and today she asked me to explain it to my father and I freaked out and just said: 'eh not rn'
Also I looked at all the photos from my trip to Europe a year ago and geez I was so cringey and annoying
Literally I'm always talking in all the videos or I have a double chin in all them (on purpose)
And in like half the live photos in the background you hear me go 'Ryan ross' it's just ah paloma no.
•Song Suggestion•: What a Catch, Donnie by Fall Out Boy
•Fun Fact•: I have really bad anxiety
Anyways

~enjoy killjoys~