Nice To Meet You *a Pete wentz fan fiction*

The "fun home"

Taylor , Spencer , Brendon & I walk home together in the bright sunshine . While Taylor wears shorts & a tank I'm dressed in black skinny jeans & a band shirt . I honestly gave less of a shit what I wore . I need to hide my boobs as much as I could . Size D suddenly makes all fuckboys freak out & show off in front of me . They do it to Taylor too because we were basically twins & shared our bras a lot because why not same size boobs ?
I walked inside with the boys getting a lecture . I joined the line . Tallest to shortest .
Our line was Matthew , Marcus , Dallon , Mitchell , Lucas , Michael , Noah , Ian , Hudson , Aidan , then little me . I was 1 of 4 actually . Marcus , Mitchell & Michael were my four real brothers .
Our family was a bunch of kids who's parents were shit heads . Matthews mom did cocaine so I feel bad for doing it sometimes . Dallon was tired of his parents fighting so he left . Lucas he asked to move in . Noah was in foster care so I begged to adopt him which we did . Ian was beat . Hudson was raped . Aidan he was kicked out for doing drugs . Me ? Well the 4 of us had it pretty good . Sadly one day our parents decided they didn't want us & never came home . The claim they're sorry & want to see us but I'd rather visit my home in hell .
Wonder why me & Matthew were grounded ? Well that principal happened to be our guardian . But not only was he a principal he was a cop . Uncle John is what we called him . His last name was Smith & all the boys took it but I went by Mandi Lynn . I didn't want a last name .
Uncle John knew some of us did drugs . As long as we weren't killing or physically hurting somebody he was cool . Also if we didn't do it in front of him . But I tend to a lot . I can't help it actually . When your parents said do drugs & don't drink listen because they are addicting as shit .
When it was my turn to be yelled at he turned away & started to get sad . He never was able to yell at me . He knew I couldn't help it . My parents didn't give me the same respect that my brothers had . So I grew up a suckish life . I remember growing up knowing drugs were bad but I needed to be relaxed .
I calmly went up to my room & sat on my bed looking out the window . I needed more weed but I couldn't get it tonight .
I heard my door open when I was deep in thought .
"Mandi ?"
It was Dallon . He was my favorite out of them all .
"Yeah ?"
"So I just wanted to return these" he said handing me MCR CDs .
I gave him a questioning look while grabbing them .
"I heard you listen to bulletproof heart & I wanted to listen to them all . I hope you don't mind" he cringed .
"Did you like what you heard ?" I asked him hoping he knew I was serious .
"Actually I did , it explained a lot like feelings wise"
"Welcome to them emo group" I smirked .
A/N
I'm band trash tbh