Giving Up (A Pete Wentz FanFic)

Chapter 5

--.Pete's P.O.V.--
"Pete lets go." My mom yelled. "Where are we going?" I said annoyed, I had just woke up. "I told you, to get school supplies.You know school is in 3 days." "Ok.I'm putting on clothes." "Pete, I told you to get dressed an hour ago!" "You told me when I was sleeping." "Hurry!" "I'm dressed." "Then let's go." She said. When we got to the store we got stuff like notebooks, pencils, erasers, and more. A week earlier I had gotten a black and green bag with Green Day song titles and albums. Then a day after that Vicky and I met for our date. I learned so much about her like why she moved here, it's because her dad abused her and her mom so they moved all the way from Florida, and about her friend Adriane. Adriane was abused as well, sad isn't it. She was devastated when Vicky moved, Adriane said she would do anything to get back to Vicky, it was really sad because Vicky started to cry and you could tell how much she missed Adriane. I also learned that Denise lived in Florida with them but a few months before Vicky moved here, Denise moved here and that also made them come here. Vicky and Denise had been friends for 2 years, but Denise and Adriane had been friends since 1st grade. But beside that, the date went amazing. Vic even taught me to braid her hair. As people walked by our table they looked disgusted by me braiding Vic's hair, but I just stuck my tonight out at them. After our date we walked through the park and stopped at the tallest tree. Vicky looked amazed at how tall the tree was, so I started climbing it. After about 5 minutes of us debating she decided to join me. There we were at the tip of the tallest tree in the park. I leaned against the trunk of the tree staring at the star filled sky, I looked at Vicky she seemed even more in 'aw' of the sight. I hadn't realized I had been staring at her until she asked what I was looking at."I'm not quite sure, but she is beautiful, has a heart bigger than the sun, and well just amazing." I said with a huge smile is on my face. After I said that she quickly looked at her feet and blushed. I moved closer lifted her chin with my finger and kissed her passionately. I swear I saw fireworks. When we pulled away I checked the time, 9:30, we started to climb down the tree. As Vic made her way down I saw that strange man again, he was staring directly at me. Then he started to walk toward me. "Hey Vic, do you know that man?" I questioned pointing to him. "OH NO!" She said as she ran behind me "that's my dad." Now I looked at Vicky's father and I felt the urge to punch him in his face. "I thought I told you to stay away." He said crackling his knuckles. "Who are you to tell me to stay away from my girlfriend?" I snapped back, I was furious."I am Victoria's father!Oh, and your not her boyfriend.She would never date a scumbag like you." He said."I'M THE SCUMBAG!Who made her and her mom leave Florida and come all the way here. YOU!! SO, STAY AWAY FROM HER!!" I shouted, the anger boiled inside me. I asked Vicky if she wanted to leave and she said yes, so I grabbed her hand and we started to walk away. "Hey, where do you think your going?" He said as he grabbed Vicky by the arm. "DO NOT TOUCH HER!" I punch him in the face. "Can we go now?" Vicky asked trying to hold back tears. "Yes, but you have to get on my back." I said trying to lighten the mood. She looked at me with a fake pouty face,"fine." Without hesitation she jumped onto my back and as soon as I had a good grip I took off running as fast as I could. "PETE!!" She screamed."WHAT!!" I mocked."STOP RIGHT NOW!" She laughed."Ok." I planted my feet in front of her house."What?When did we get here?" She questioned."Just now." I said with a smirk."You cocky son of a bitch!" She says,"umm...sorry about my dad." "It's fine.He is a dick." I replied. "Well....i'll see you around, Wentz." "See you around, Wittingham." It's been really weird because I haven't talked to her since that night.
*first day of school*
--Vicky's P.O.V.--
I am so nervous. I don't know anyone. What if Pete and I don't have any classes together? Speaking of Pete, I haven't been able to talk to him. My mom took my phone away and grounded me because I was out to late. After Pete left the night of our date I when for a walk. Good thing I'm getting my phone back today. Back to freaking out about school. I'm am pretty sure that I'm going to get bullied right away for being "emo." People are so judge mental. I decided just to piss everyone off I would look extra "emo." My hair is now brown at the top, black in the middle and green on the ends. I am wearing my black and red Green Day shirt with ripped black skinny jeans and red converse. I straitened my hair so that it covered my right eye then I put on eyeliner and coal colored shadow. I quickly shove a whole mound of wristbands on my arms. As I headed out of the door my mom through me my keys, handed me a price of toast, handed me my backpack (which had all of my favorite bands like Green Day, Ramones, and Metallica), and kissed my cheek."Bye mom.Have a great day." I say shoving the toast in my mouth."Bye sweetie.make friends." She laughed."I have friends." I laugh walking out the door.She can be amazingly funny sometimes.I get in my black Dodge Dart and start blasting "Any Way You Want It" by Ramones. As I parked in the lot I pulled out the piece of paper that I got yesterday that has my locker number, my locker code, and schedule. I acquire the piece of paper and my backpack then got out of my car. As I walked down the hall I immediately get stares from everyone. I made it to my locker, it read 268. I hadn't noticed that someone was at the locker next to mine until.."Hi I'm Brendon Urie." He said holding his hand out."Victoria Wittingham, but please call me Vicky or Vic." I said trying to be polite."Well, Vicky, I like your stile of clothing and bag choice. It's cool." He said. "Really, thanks, usually people just call me emo and bully me. It's nice to know at least one person, other than Pete, likes me for who I am." I say looking at the ground."Well...your welcome. If you don't mined me asking who is Pete?" He asked curiously. This time I looked up,DAM, this kid has huge ass lips. He has dark brown hair that if he grew it out a little more it could cover his left eye. He was wearing a plain black shirt with blue skinny jeans and black converse. On both arms were a ton of wristbands just like mine. I looked into his chocolate brown eyes. Just then a familiar voice broke the my train of thought."I'm Pete." He said. "Hey Vicky." "Hey babe." I replied with a peck on the lips. "This is Brendon Urie. Brendon this is Pete Wentz my boyfriend." They shook hands and I could see the jealousy in Pete's eyes."Where is your locker?" I asked Pete."Right here." he said pointing to the locker to the left of me,Brendon was on my right. Just then someone tapped my shoulder I turned around to see none other than my best friends Adriane and Denise. I started to cry. I had missed Adriane so much. I wrapped my arms around her and managed to choke out "ho-how did you get here." We were both crying. "Me and my mom couldn't take it anymore." she cried. "He was just so abusive and vile." "I know the feeling." I cried even harder. After we stopped crying. I introduced Adriane. "This is my boyfriend Pete Wentz. That is my friend, that I just met, Mr.Brendon Urie." I laughed. "I'm Adriane." She said."Well lets see who I have for home room. I have Mr.Gurtov for history. Who do you have?" I asked. "Same!" Pete, Adriane, and Brendon said at the same time."What about you?" I asked Denise."I have Mr.Rowand for history." She pouted. Just then the bell rung."Time for the first day of 11th grade to start." I pouted.