Adopted (Book 1) *EDITING*

Chapter 9: Toby to interviewer

After Brendon and the guys performed acouple more songs, the concert was over. They all ran off stage and hugged me. Dallon and Kenny pulled away to go to the their dressing room which left Brendon and I hugging. "You are a natural born performer!" He pulled away, his hands on my shoulder. "Just like you dad." I giggled and punched him in the arm. "We better to back to our dressing room. We have an interview, your very first." He said, slipping a black t-shirt. Oh god, and interview?

"Who's interviewing us?" I said as I followed him down the hall.

"Alternative Press." Wow, this is big. One month ago I was an outcast, bullied, and verbally abused by my classmates in Seattle. Now I'm listening to the crowd chant my and Brendon's name as we walk down a backstage hallway. Things have changed for me and I'm okay.

We finally made it to our dressing room. Brendon patted me on the back and said "are you ready to get noticed?" I giggled and nodded. He smiled and opened to door. There was a mad with short black hair sitting on the couch. In front of him was another man with a large camera in his hands. The black haired guy looked up and smiled.

"Hi I'm Toby, I'll be interviewed you guys tonight. He got up and shook our hands. We took a seat on the couch. The camera counted down from 5. After he got the 1, Toby jumped into action. "Hello everyone I'm Toby Sanders and I'm here with Brendon and Sydney Urie. How are you two tonight?" I replied by saying I was good and Brendon did the same. "So am I. So we are going to start this interview by asking you Brendon, why did you adopt Sydney?"

Brendon looked at me for a moment before starting now to talk. "I was lonely. All the guys have wives and kids. When Sarah left me, I got really lonely and I thought it would be a good idea to adopt." The interviewer smiled.

"Wow, interesting." He flipped out another card and read it to us. "So Sydney, what was your life like before you got adopted?" He turned to me, ready to listen.

"Well, before all this happened I was in foster care in Seattle. My foster family was really nice and supportive. But at school I was bullied I only had a couple friends. I was called emo and goth and shit like that. I mostly just stayed in the school music room because I had nowhere else to go. After eating lunch in there for a full year, my music teacher had taught me how to play most of the instruments in the music room and I got bullied for that. Other then that, my life was pretty good." I said, messing with a tear in my jeans.

"I'm sorry you had to go through that stuff in school. If only they could see you now. Your sitting in an interview for one of the biggest music magazines." He smiled and looked back at his cards. The rest of the interview was just stuff about the tour. I thought that they would want to knew more about me or something, I'm slightly disappointed. Toby thanked us and walked out of the room.

"Pizza? Brendon said? A grin slipped onto my face.

"Hell yeah." I said. He gave me a fake mad look.

"Mind you goddamn language." I giggled and grabbed my coat. We walked out to door. I already knew this tour was going to be fun.

A/N SORRY FOR THE CRAPPY SHORT CHAPTER! I'm at a play audition and I'm waiting to audition so I wrote this up really quick.