Oh Those Eyes, Oh Those Lips, Oh That Smile (a Peterick FanFic)

Pete Wentz

(Pete'sPOV)

"Look at the new kid. Fatass."

I listened and gave out a fake laugh. Howcouldtheysaysomethingsomeantoapersontheydidn'tevenknow. Idiots. I would've told them off if it weren't for the fact they were my only friends. Well, the only people who didn't call me a 'emo fag'. Anyways if I was gonna stay somewhat protected in this hell hole, I had to hang out with these idiots.

This new kid, Patrick, well he was something. I just didn't know what. He looked a bit lonely as he walked into class but it seemed he had made friends with Andy Hurley. I couldn't stop staring at him. I needed to figure him out. It was hard. There was only this feeling. Feeling that I couldn't quite pinpoint about him. And it was compelling me towards him.

As class got out I ran towards the new boy. But I didn't make it. About half way towards the boy I wosed out. Idiot. Justgotalktohim.

But I couldn't find the courage. Instead I joined my friends and continued to engage in random conversation. All the while that boy was on my mind.

Whatisit? WhydoIfeellikeIneedtofigurehimout? He'sjustanotherguy. DamnitPete, getyourselftogether.