Fool. (Brendon Urie fanfiction)

-Behind The Sea-

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A daydream spills from my corked head

Breaks free of my wooden neck

Left a nod over sleeping waves

Like bobbing bait for bathing cod
Floating flocks of candled swans

Slowly drift across wax ponds
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-Alex's pov-1 week later-
I walked into school with the biggest smile.
Tomorrow is my birthday.

As soon as I got to my locker Brendon was there.
"So," he started.
"Are you doing anything for your birthday?"
"Nope." I got my phone out of my bag.
"I think I'm just going to invite Jess to sleepover. Nothing fancy"
He looked confused.

"It's your 16th birthday and your doing nothing?" He said as Jess walked over.

"Well what did you do?" I smirked.
"My sister got me a sweet sixteen card."
Jess looked confused as well.
"How fancy" i exclaimed.
He laughed.

"Not to interrupt your moment.." I jumped.
"But Alex, we have to get to class.."
"Oh! Yeah I almost forgot lets go!"
I slammed my locker shut and Jess pulled me across the hall.
I looked back and saw Brendon looking disappointed.
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Brendon's pov-in class-
"So how is your girlfriend?" Ryan poked me.
"What girlfriend?"
"You know." We got shushed.
"I really don't know what your talking about.." I scratched my head.

"Yes you do!" Spencer joined in.
"No I don't!" Someone told us to shut up.
"You were at her house last week right!" Ryan said.
"How the hell do you know!" Ryan does this whenever he thinks that I'm "more than friends" with someone.

"I was at your house at like 12 looking for you."
"Why were you at my house at 12?" His eyes went wide and was looking around.

"Umm you know... Getting ummm... MILK! I was looking for milk.. For my mo-" the teacher asked us to stop.

"What ever Ryan.. Milk my ass.."
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The men all played along
To marching drums
And boy did they have fun
Behind the sea
They sang
So our matching legs
Are marching clocks
And we're all too small
To talk to God
Yes, we're all too smart
To talk to God
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-later-Alex-
I put my backpack on my bed and took out my phone to see
1 text from Jess : "happy early birthday"
2 missed calls from Brendon.

"Holy crap" I said to myself.
I called Brendon to see why he was freaking out.

The line rang for a minuet then I heard a the familiar voice.
"Hello?" He said.
"Hey Bren. Why are you blowing up my phone?"
"Well.." I heard some voices in the background.
"I don't know.. Just wanted to talk I guess?"
I heard a voice again and realized it was Ryan.
"How's your girlfriend?" He yelled.
"Shut up!" Brendon screamed back at him.
"Says the guy who went to my house for "milk"!" Brendon added.

Then I heard someone picking up the phone.
"Hey Alex. Sorry Ryan is being fucking annoying!" He screamed again.
"You too pal!" Ryan yelled back.

"Anyway! I was wondering if you wanted to come over." Brendon asked hopefully.
"Why?"
"Can't tell you.." Brendon added.
"Ummm.."
"Okay meet you at 7. Bye!" Brendon hung up.

What does he want?
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The men all played along
To marching drums
And boy did they have fun
Behind the sea
They sang (hey!)
So our matching legs
Are marching clocks
And we're all too small
To talk to God
Yes, we're all too smart
To talk to God
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Sorry that this chapter was a little shorter. I was trying to get it done for the week.