*EDITING* Thanks For The Memories (Peterick FanFic)

The Carpal Tunnel Of Love

"Shut up!" I laughed as my friends, Brendon and Ryan, playfully made fun of how I was in love with Pete Wentz.

Pete is a popular kid in my grade. He would never like me back, I don't think he's into guys. I love the way his black hair is combed in his face all of the time. I never really talked to him, though. I know he likes the same music I do, by the shirts he wears to school. He is a bit taller than me, but I'm fairly short. He paints his nails black and wears eyeliner sometimes, which I find attractive.

I'm Patrick. I don't have as many friends as Pete does. Although I wish I did. I guess I just don't relate to people that well because I'm not into girls. I write songs and enjoy music a lot. Music is pretty much my life. I spend a lot of my time playing guitar though, more than any other instrument. I plan on being in a band. It seems fun.

Brendon is openly bisexual. I wish I had enough courage as him to come out as gay.

Ryan is also gay, but he hasn't came out to his parents yet. He secretly has feelings for Brendon. I'm the only one who knows this. I feel like Brendon has feelings for him too, by the way he acts around Ryan.

Ryan and Brendon are my best friends. We hang out a lot at my place. Although, my homophobic parents don't like Brendon, but that doesn't stop me from hanging out with him.

We usually meet up before school, which is what we are doing at the moment.

"Hurry up!" Brendon said. He was always hyper and in a hurry.

I put my backpack on my back and walked out of the door, shutting it behind me. I lived pretty close to the school, so we could walk there from my house. Brendon and Ryan live really close to me.

As we were walking, Ryan nearly tripped on the sidewalk. He does this almost everyday, which never fails to make us all laugh.

"The only class I ever look forward to is music." Brendon said.

Ryan and I agreed as we turned to the school yard. It was a shortcut from my house to the school. "You know that band project thing we're doing in that class?" Ryan asked.

"Yeah?" I said.

"Well, I was thinking. Brendon could play drums, and me and you could play guitar." He explained.

"But I want to sing." Brendon pouted.

"Fine, I'll come up with another idea." Ryan rolled his eyes playfully.

When we got to the school, the hallways were filled with people getting to their classes. We fought our way through the crowded hallway and to our lockers. I put my hat in my locker and shut it. I just bring my backpack filled with my stuff everywhere. At the moment it's packed full, so I can't even fit my hat in there.

I walked to my first period class; Science. Ryan is in this class with me. We normally sit next to each other but today there was only two seats open on opposite sides of the room. I sat in the seat next to Pete. I would be lying if I said I wasn't nervous. I tried my best not to look at him the entire period, so he didn't notice me that much. I saw that he looked over at me a few times. Maybe because he thinks I'm weird or something.

This class always goes by really quick. The bell rang and everyone rushed out of the door. Ryan stayed back and waited for me to get my stuff.

"How was it?" He asked as we walked out of the door and to Brendon's locker. We wait at his locker to meet up and go to our next class together.

"I was so nervous." I smiled. "He looked at me a few times."

"Nice." Brendon said walking up to us and opening his locker.

We waited for Brendon to get his books for our next class; math. It was our least favorite class. Brendon shut his locker and we began walking to math.

---TIME SKIP---

We were in music class.

We all had to do auditions to be what we wanted to be. I wanted to be the singer and rhythm guitar.

Brendon auditioned to be a singer, and was accepted. I was the second person to audition.

I took a deep breath and walked up to the 'X' that the teacher marked on the floor with tape. Pete was about to watch me. Don't mess up.

I started to sing a song I wrote, called Saturday.

I stopped at the end of the first chorus because that's all I had written so far. To my surprise, I was accepted. I hated my own voice, but it never really stopped me from singing.

Next was Pete. He played bass to Hitchin' A Ride by Green Day. I loved that song. He played through the whole song, and got accepted. He was a great bass player. I was impressed.

After everyone auditioned, the bell rang. Ryan and Brendon met up with me while I grabbed my backpack. We were all accepted into doing what we wanted for the project, which we were pretty excited about.

We all walked to our lockers. I grabbed my hat and put it on as I waited for Ryan. Brendon was always the fastest at getting his stuff, because he is always in a hurry for things. When Ryan finally walked up to us, we waited for the hallways to get a little more open so we could walk around without getting pushed around.

This normally takes about 10 minutes. Our school is pretty huge but everyone is always in a hurry to leave.

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We all went to my house, like we usually do after school. We walked to my room and set our backpacks on the floor. Brendon and I sat on my bed as we waited for Ryan to get my notebook from his bag. We kept it in his backpack because mine was such a mess and he had nearly nothing in his. I write songs in it. Once Ryan got it out of his backpack, he sat on the bed with us and set my notebook on my bed.

"Can I have a moment to talk with Patrick?" Ryan asked Brendon.

Brendon nodded, confused. He walked out of the door and shut it.

"Okay. I think I'm going to tell Brendon how I feel." Ryan blushed.

"Right now?" I asked.

"Right now." Ryan assured.

"Do you want me to be here with you or leave to give you privacy?" I asked another question.

"Stay here." Ryan said and then screamed at Brendon to get back in. Brendon walked in and shut the door.

"What was that about?" Brendon said, nearly jumping on my bed to sit down.

"Well, Brendon... I like you a lot." Ryan said, looking down.

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