the phoenix • {dallon weekes}

Chapter 1- A Day In My Life*

Phoenix:
Hello there! I'm Phoenix Anne Wentz, sister of Pete Wentz.

Life is pretty much a roller coaster when you're the sister of THE Pete Wentz.

Before I show you what a day in my life is, let me fill you in on a few facts on me.

1- I'm the youngest. Pete is my oldest brother, Andrew is the middle child, Hillary comes after and then comes me.

2- Pete has 2 kids, my nephews Bronx and Saint. Ashlee, Pete's ex-wife was my best friend. That was, until I found out all the drama. Ashlee has since been "replaced" by Pete's current girlfriend, AKA Saint's mom, Meagan.

3- Meagan is a literal angel sent from heaven. She is amazing. She checks up on me daily, and she's always willing to help me.

4- I'm a senior in college. I graduate next week from UCLA with all advanced classes, honor roll and valedictorian.

So, now here's my day.

I wake up at 9/ 9:30 to get ready for my classes.

I have an apartment by myself, and life is easier that way.

I make breakfast, which is usually avocado toast with an egg.

I then get ready.

I usually put on an oversized Fall Out Boy shirt and some jeans along with my Converse that have 'Wentz' embroidered on them.

Pete got them for me at my going away party.

Then as I get in my car, I usually turn on the radio.

I have a thing for heavy metal or alternative stuff.

Pop and stuff just isn't my style.

Then Meagan calls to say good morning and to check up on me, and I usually get a slobbery kiss in the camera from Saint.

I eventually get to school and everyone starts to look at me.

"Why do your shoes say Wentz?", some 'popular' girl, Natalie (I'm so sorry) asked.

"Because I'm a Wentz?", I replied.

"Prove it. There's absolutely no way Pete Wentz's own sister would go to such a good college. Fall Out Boy isn't even that good of a band.", she replied, rolling her eyes.

And this is when I knew, someone was getting told off.

I pulled out my phone and went to my contacts.

I opened my favorites and showed her each band members contact.

Her jaw dropped.

"So, Natalie, think about what you say before coming for my brother's band.", I smiled, as everyone clapped while I walked down the hall.

"Dude, no way!", my friend, Delilah whispered.

"It was about time someone shut her up.", my other friend, Jack replied.

"Miss Entitled Blondie just needs to learn to not come for anyone who I care about. Simple as that.", I shrugged.

The bell rang and Delilah, Jack and I went to our Biology class.

I just sat in class, staring at my tattoo on my wrist.

I got a Phoenix bird tattoo under Pete's supervision during spring break.

I have absolutely no regrets.

Yeah, it was slightly painful and I had to hold Pete's hand once or twice, but nothing compares to when I have to get blood drawn or a flu shot.

Someone has to come to literally hold me down while they try to avoid me having a panic attack.

And then I usually start crying and having a breakdown due to my fear of needles.

I eventually get it and leave.

But that's not the point.

During my lunch break after biology, I go back to my apartment.

Later on, I go back to school for my last class, which is Civics.

Then I head home at around 2/3 pm.

Today, I had to go pick out a dress for graduation on Friday.

I was valedictorian, so I had to get a nice dress.

I called Meagan and Sarah on a two- person call and showed them the options.

We decided on an amazingly beautiful dress.

I got home, hopped in the shower and washed my hair.

I microwaved some leftover pasta from the night before and sat in my living room to watch whatever was on tv.

Which, as always was Shark Tank.

I eventually went to bed, excited for the day that I leave Los Angeles and move back to Calabasas with Pete and Meagan.