Bad Boy Walking

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Patrick's P.O.V

Today is the first day of my junior year, meaning one more year of this hell hole then I'm done. I'm free, yet one thing I am not free of is my crush, Peter Wentz, I know it's weird for another guy to like a guy but, he is just freaking attractive and his smile makes me melt, yet...he is a bad boy someone who will never see a goodie two shoes in the back of the classroom.

I walk into my first period, Algebra 2. I look around seeing if there is anyone I know, only....Peter fucking Wentz the most gorgeous man alive is in my first period! Ohh yes. The teacher walks in after the bell and introduces himself, ¨Hello students! I am Mr.Armstrong. I will be your first period teacher for the rest of the year!¨ Someone groans ¨I swear if I hear another froan from anyone I will assign seats!¨ and of course as to test him Peter groans loudly and smiles.

¨OKAY THEN! ASSIGNED SEATS!¨ I swear if I sit next to Peter I will die. Mr. Armstrong starts calling names and placing them into seats ¨Andrew Hurely, Joesph Truhman, Peter Wentz, Patrick Stump. You are in this pod together!¨ Oh my god...I'm in a group with Peter!

I take a seat infront of Peter, and next to a kid with big curly hair. I start to introduce myself, ¨Hey! I'm Patrick, Patrick Stump.¨ ¨Nice to meet ya Patrick. I'm Joesph, you all can call me Joe.¨ Answers the bushy haired kid. ¨Peter, Mostly known as Pete..but ya¨ Oh my...his voice made me melt! ¨I'm Andy..¨ said a long haired boy being shy.

*AFTER SCHOOL*

I pull into my driveway smiling, I don't know why but I've had a huge smile on my face all day. I begin to unlock my door and walk in throwing my backpack down onto the couch. Hm...Maybe I should write something in my journal about what happened today? Why not!?

Patrick's Journal

Today, my crush for almost 3 years has actually met me!!! He sits infront of me in my first period! I cannot wait for tomorrow...Oh and he is also in my lunch period, maybe tomorrow I'll try to get to know him better and maybe become his friend?? Maybe...I'll just thinking about it tonight then figure what I'll do..

After my journaling I head up to my room jump onto my bed and turn on some Green Day, Ah..perfect music to end the perfect day...I whisper to myself ¨Thank you Mr. Armstrong.¨

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