A/N: This imagine is pretty short. I'm sorry.
"Ain't nobody messing with my clique, clique, clique." You hummed as you, Joe, and Pete walked down the high school halls.
"(Y/N), what did I say about humming that fucking song?" Pete muttered.
"Well Mr. Peter Lewis Kingston Wentz the third, if you have an issue, you can shove it up your ass. Out of sight out of mind." You sassed.
"Burn!" Joe hollered. You laughed and high fived him.
"You're such a bitch." Pete laughed shoving you. You stumbled and Joe caught you.
"You ass!" You giggled jumping on Pete's back.
"Miss (L/N)! Horseback riding belongs outside." A teacher yelled at you. You glared at her and continued to have Pete carry you outside.
"So, my place tonight?" Pete asked.
"Yup. I'm gonna head home and shower so I'll be there at 6. (Y/N)?" Joe said.
"Well, I live right next door so I'll be over whenever." You laughed.
"Cool. See you guys tonight." Joe walked to his car and Pete smirked at you.
"What?" You asked.
"(Y/N) and Joey, sitting in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-G." Pete sang. You punched him again and rolled your eyes.
"Shut up and drive me home idiot." You laughed, jumping in Pete's car.
