Teh Beginning

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by alyrp10

by alyrp10

It was my second week at Academy and man I was feeling overwhelmed. We took a bunch of exams to make sure that we are where we're supposed to be. I was totally ready for a break.

I lived on campus so I didn't really have a lot of things. A teacher and some of the girl students were going to the store so I decided to go along. I didn't really know anyone so I stayed in the back of the group. We were all wearing the same uniform, so of course you could tell that we were a group. The uniform consisted of a plaid skirt that was normally beige (most girls wore them short because that's the only length the campus sold) and a white button up shirt with a green jacket with a crest. We also wore knee high socks, ribbon ties, and little flats for shoes, all though I normally wore my Converse and no one really complained. Perfect target for Pervs and Fuck Boys right?!?! Whoever made this uniform sure wanted us to feel violated.

We arrived at the store after getting many remarks from the people in town. Ah, yes, Fuck Boys crowded that store like the hormonal pigs they were. We went passed them, and some of the girls provoking them by winking and twirling their skirts. We all split up, most of them going in groups. I went by myself. Hmmm, what's the first thing I should buy? Chocolate of course. I went down the chocolate isle. Two fuck boys followed behind me. I periodically looked back at them and saw the disgusting smirk on their faces. I quickened my pace but so did they. I grabbed two chocolate bars and held them in a cross to ward off the nasty demons that they were.

"CHRISTO!!" I yelled as I shoved the chocolate cross towards them. They just laughed. Shit! I was disappointed and confused. I stumbled backwards and fell. They came closer to me and lifted me to my feet. The taller of the two came closer to me and the other one followed his lead. Slowly, I could feel the nasty bulge from their pants touch the front and back of my skirt. They started to put their tiny pathetic junk on me. I yelped for help as their boners came closer and closer. These disgusting pervs took advantage of my small uniform. Shit! Fucking hormonal scum.

As the Fuck Boys were going in for the kill, the wall above the front doors busted open and three groups of guys swung in on vines. Holy shit! I'd recognize these guys from anywhere! It was the fucking Holy Trinity, what's left of it anyway. There was Fall Out Boy, Panic! At The Disco, and My Chemical Romance (Though they say they only work together to stop the fuck boys and nothing else.) There was Pete, and Pat, and Joe, and Andy, and Gerard, and Frank, and Mikey, and Ray, and Bob, and Brendon. They all swung in to save the day. Patrick swung towards me and knocked the two fuck boys out with a pillow but immediately went over to them to apologize. Pete came and swept me off my feet and took me to the top of one of the shelves. He held me tightly as all the fuck boys gathered around the shelf and started to climb up to us. Is this how I will die? From horny teenage boys?

Just as I started thinking this, Gerard came and started pouring tea and coffee at them causing them to hiss and start retreating. Brendon swooped in and let his dog army attack them. They gathered all the girls up in front of the store as the police arrived. None, of the girls recognized these magnificent heroes because all they listened to was One Direction and Justin Bieber.

But not me. I started freaking out and hugging them all. They all laughed and hugged me back.

"OMG I CANT BELIEVE THIS! I LOVE YOU GUYS!" I started to hyperventilate. "YOU SAVED MY LIFE!"

Patrick laughed. "That's what we do. We are the Holy Trinity of Fucking Up Fuck Boys And Saving Teenage Girls."

I laughed. This was my chance to show them how they saved my life in more way than one. I pulled out the stack of business cards I kept handy for this sort of situation. "Here. If you need help kicking ass." The cards read: "Aly Wentz. I can do just about anything and everything. Depressed, Upset, And Band Obsessed. Call me: 123-555"

"Aly Wentz?" Pete questioned.

My face turned red. "I, um, its an alias. So I don't get killed of course. I was gonna use Clifford but then my initials would of been AC. Do yo see the problem with that?" I said super fast.

They all laughed. "Nice meeting you, Mrs. Wentz." Brendon ruffled my head and walked off.

"I'm sure we'll be in touch soon." Gerard hugged me.

"Thanks Dad!" I blurted and turned even more red. He laughed.

" See ya! I'll text you right away!" Patrick hugged me and left with Joe, Andy, and Pete.

I started walking home. What an exciting day. Getting mauled by Fuck Boys, almost getting raped, having my idols save me, and getting to actually talk to them. Wow. I wonder what tomorrow will be like.