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Singers/Bands/Musicians › Fall Out Boy
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Adult +
Chapters:
10
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1,444
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0
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This is a work of fiction. I do not know Fall Out Boy or any of the members. I don't own Fall Out Boy either. I didn't make any money off of writing this story.
Big Hype
The day of my birthday finally arrived. I was a nervous wreck. Alcohol might make me do or say things that would make me want to dig a hole and die. So I’d decided I wasn’t going to drink.
5:00 p.m. rolled around and I heard a knocking on my front door. It was Pete. “Hey,” I said, swinging the door open and stepping out of the way. “I wasn’t expecting you.” Pete smiled and stepped inside. “I know that. But if you’re gonna be drunk, you don’t need to be driving home.” “But Pete, I wasn’t going to drink.” Pete shook his head. “Yes you are! Rule number one tonight: Birthday Boy gets completely wasted. Rule number two: Since Birthday Boy will be trashed, he cannot drive anywhere.” “Ok…. So, how will I get home then?” Pete’s eyes twinkled and a beautiful smile appeared on his face. “I’ll bring you back home tomorrow.” I watched his eyes dance with excitement. “Yea… Um… Ok. Just uh… Just let me finish getting ready and grab a few things then.” “That’s fine. Take as much time as you need Trick. There’s no hurry. We’ve still got a few hours.” I nodded and ran off to finish getting ready. At 7:08 p.m. we pulled up in front of Pete’s parent’s place. There were only two other cars here: One belonged to Pete’s mom, and one was Joe’s. “What time did you tell everyone to be here?” I turned my head towards Pete. “I told them between 8 and 9.” Pete unbuckled and turned his body towards me. “I hope that’s ok. I just thought it’d give us a chance to make sure everything was ready.” I smiled. “Yea… Ok.” “You ready to have a great night?” Pete asked. “Yea.” “Ready for surprises?” I nodded. “Ready for presents?” “Presents?” “Well, yea. It’s your birthday, Tricky. You’ve gotta have presents. Look, here comes my mom with one now.” I looked out the window and Pete’s mom waved at me and motioned for me to roll down the window. “Hello Patrick. Happy Birthday baby.” She leaned in the window and kissed my cheek. “Mr. Wentz and I will be gone until tomorrow evening. So you boys will have the house to yourselves. Just remember, no drinking and driving, ok?” I nodded. “Alright, then we’ll be leaving now. Oh, Pete?” “Yes Momma?” “The cake is all done now too. Ok, have fun boys!” We yelled goodbye and waved as Pete’s parents drove off. Pete turned the car back on and pulled it into where the other car had just been. “Pretty cool present huh? No parental units!” I smiled and laughed. “Yea. I really like that one. Nothing kills a buzz quicker than adult supervision.” “Well, shall we?” Pete gestured at the house. I nodded, got out of the car, and ran inside. It looked amazing. There were a few balloons and a few streamers, but nothing over the top. There was a table right by the door with a few presents already on it. “Those are from my parents and siblings. Well that one’s from Joe, but the rest of them are from my family. I’ve got one for you too. But it’s hidden upstairs. You can open it later, ok?” Pete said from behind me. I nodded. “Alright then, wait until you see the food!” Pete grabbed my elbow and led me into the kitchen. It looked great. There were all sorts of finger foods and snacks. There was also a two-tier birthday cake with orange frosting in the middle of the all the food. “Wow,” was all I could say. “Yea. Mom and Dad went a little nuts on some of this stuff after I asked them about the party. They wanted you to have the best 18th birthday you could imagine. That’s also why they left. Believe it or not, that was their idea.” Pete laughed. “Ok, and in here,” Pete drug me into a corner room. “We have Mr. Joe Trohman setting up the alcohol for easy access.” Joe smiled and waved. “What’ll it be Mr. Stump? We have almost anything you could possibly want.” I looked around the room. It was full of drinks. “I’ll have a….” I paused because I didn’t know what I wanted. Pete grabbed a bottle of Cherry Coke. “Give me that bottle of Jack, would you Joe?” Joe nodded and tossed a bottle of Jack Daniel’s to Pete. Pete poured the cherry coke and Jack into three glasses. He gave me the largest, another to Joe, and kept one for himself. “Bottoms up Birthday Boy, let’s get this party started!”