REVISING
Phoenix Anne Wentz.
Fresh out of college, a musician in the works, a single 24 year old.
Dallon James Weekes.
Fresh out of a divorce, a bassist of one of the biggest alternative bands of the 2010's, a single 32 year old.
All it took was a...
I'm recording a song with Fall Out Boy for their comeback album, 'Save Rock And Roll' that's coming out early next year.
I have to come up with an artist name because there's absolutely no way in hell I'm going by plain old Phoenix Wentz.
And on top of all that, I've basically become Pete and Meagan's full time babysitter.
Every time they leave the house without the kids, I'm responsible for them.
And sometimes, they won't even say anything and they'll just leave.
But Pete's my brother, and I don't care.
And I'm especially not going to complain.
Anywho, I have a meet up with Delilah and Jack, who both came up here for the summer.
I grabbed my sunglasses and my keys.
I walked outside and was immediately met with paparazzi.
Good grief.
"Hi Phoenix!", my favorite photographer, Fletcher said.
"Hey Fletch, what's up?", I asked.
"So what are these rumors about you recording a song with Fall Out Boy?", another one asked.
"Unfortunately, I cannot disclose any information until I am given permission from the record label and the guys. But yes, I will be on the next album.", I smiled, trying to keep my composure.
"That's great! So, where are you headed?", Fletch asked.
"I'm meeting up with some friends, and we're gonna go hang out.", I replied, getting in my car before anymore paparazzi could get here.
I drove down to LA and stopped at the diner where Jack, Delilah and I planned to meet up at.
"Where are my besties?", I called.
"Right here!", Delilah replied.
"Lilah!", I squealed, running over to her.
I hugged her tightly, and she hugged me back.
"I've missed you!", she said.
"Me too, how've you been?", I asked.
"Great! I mean, I'm officially moved out and stuff. Dad cried like a baby.", we laughed.
"Uh excuse me, but I didn't travel all the way back here just to not get a hug from you.", Jack pouted.
"Jack William Winchester, get your British self over here.", I chuckled.
He ran over and hugged me.
"Oh, I've missed you!", he smiled.
"I've obviously missed you more!", I replied, snuggling in his embrace.
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@/callmephoenix: hanging with my homies @jack.winchester + @lilah_fallon
We decided to go to the diner and get food.
Then we got a hotel room and spent the weekend there.
