The band finally has a name! They are now called Fall Out Boy! I helped come up with it. They've done a lot they have 12 songs, 4 members and a name. So what now? The song are ready for an album, they just need title.
It took a while to think up one and it was at a bonfire. Joe decided that it'd be fun for us to spend the night and have a fire. So we went over waited for it to get darker and sat around the fire pit.
"So anyone want to say something?" Asked Joe. "Tell a secret maybe?"
"I'll go." I say. "But you guys can't tell anyone."
"Ok." They say.
"Alright so I've never told anyone this but here goes, for the past few months I've been being blackmailed."
"By who?" Asks Patrick.
"Emma A. and her gang. So, I was friends with her at one point and when we were friends I told her something private and now if I don't do what she wants me to do she'll tell the whole school."
"What was the secret you told her?" Asks Andy.
"We won't tell anyone." Says Pete.
"We'll back you up against Emma-" starts Joe
"-If you just tell us." Finishes Patrick.
"Ok a while ago I told her that... I'm... pansexual." They just look at me. "It's weird it's unnatural and I don't really understand it but it's me... Now that I've told you guys you have to swear you'll never tell anyone. Swear you'll take this to your grave."
"We swear." Says Andy.
"Take this to your grave..." repeats Joe.
"That sounds cool, like-" Says Pete.
"-a great album title?" I say.
Joe nods.
"I like it." Says Patrick.
"Me too." Says Pete.
"Yeah." Andy smiles.
"Nice idea, Joe." I say.
"Nice wording, Roxy." Joe says.
We high five.
I stand on my chair unveiling an imaginary banner. "Take This to Your Grave by Fall Out Boy! Has a nice ring to it." I smile.
"I can't wait to release it!" Pete smiles.
Patrick smiles too. "Me either." He says.