Okay so this is the first chapter I hope it doesn't suck as bad as I'm thinking it does lol . LISTEN TO THE SONG BECAUSE IT IS THERE FOR A REASON.
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Brooklyn's Pov.
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I lazily slap my alarm clock making it fall onto the floor.Today is the day I go back to hell-I mean school.I get up and throw on my Blink-182 shirt with my black skinny jeans and flag vans.I straightened my hair last night so I don't have to deal with the shit on my head except brush it thank god.I apply some mascara and eyeliner and go downstairs. "Honey,breakfast is on the table.I'm heading off to work I probably won't be home until late.Have a good day at school,love you!"My mom yells while rushing out the door.Okay then.I sit and eat my breakfast while preparing myself because I know I'm probably gonna slap a bitch.I get in my car and head to the hell-hole down the road.Thank god it's my senior year.As I arrive at school I can already see the freshman with smiles on their faces excited for their first day of high school.They obviously don't know what's coming to them.I enter the building and put all my stuff in my locker except for what I need and I head to first period which is math.Wow what a great fucking way to start my day.To make things even better I have Mrs.Donackle aka the biggest cunt nugget you'll ever meet.
I sit down in the back row in the corner and doodle over my notebook until I feel something hit my head.I swear a bitch is about to get cut.But when I look up I see my bestest friend in the entire universe take the seat next to me. "BRENDON!" I yell earning a few look from other students and an eye roll from the teacher. "Hey B!At least there's one good thing about first period math."he chuckles. See,Brendon and I go way back.We have been best friends since second grade when he said I wouldn't punch him and we got into a huge argument until I actually punched him and broke his nose.After that we were inseparable.Gotta love this generation. "Yeah I mean except for the fact our teacher is the biggest bitch on the face of the earth.This should be interesting considering we're probably gonna get yelled at everyday until we finally graduate." I spew out just before Mrs.Donackle has bullshit coming from her mouth as always .
"Okay class,I am Mrs.Donackle.So,today is a free day since it's the first day of school and obviously there is no work to be done yet.You are aloud to sit wherever you want but if you sit by somebody you're going to talk to the whole time,move now or prepare for a very miserable class."she says as blunt as can be.God I wish she would fall into a bowl of acid."God she's such a bitch." Brendon murmurs under his breath.I just chuckle and we talk about different things until the bell rings.
As I make my way to second period I see I have music .Lets hope this class isn't bad because this is the class I most look forward to.I Have always had a passion for music and singing.I can only play guitar,piano,and some what drums.As I walk in I see my favorite teacher that could possibly live Mr.Bushong. He stands from his place at his desk and smiles as the class goes silent waiting for him to go on with his obvious speech he's gonna make. "Okay,for any of you who don't know I am Mr.Bushong .In this class you will learn the tactics of self confidence in performing in front of other and you will be asked to present a song in front of the class each week .Also,At the end of each quarter you will pair with somebody to do a duet. I don't care who you pick,you can pick shrek if you truly want to, just be prepared is all I ask.You can go ahead and talk for the next 35 minutes." he finishes and sits back in his office at his desk.I look around at everybody in this class.I don't know anybody except for Hayley.So as I am about to get up to talk to her when some kid compliments my shirt."Nice shirt.I am actually surprised at least somebody has good taste in music."I take in his whole appearance.He is wearing glass,a fedora,a dark blue button up shirt with jeans and vans."Thanks.I didn't think anybody else listens to the same music as me beside my friends." I smile at him.I mean he is kinda cute.Shit,Brooke get your head out of your ass you don't know this kid he could be some kind of rapist murderer psycho dude acting all innocent to kidnap you later.What in the actual fuck it wrong with me? I'm snapped out of my thoughts when the boy stands up and puts his hand out, "I'm Patrick.Patrick Stump."
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HAHAHA THAT SUCKED OH WHALE.Anyways sorry for just cutting it off there but it's currently 2:20 a.m. And I'm tired and yeah.Haha oops.I have no fucking clue where I am even going with this story but,we will see where this goes.Haha comment ideas IDC if te idea is for chapter 46 like do it. Haha well I hope this didn't suck too bad I'll try to make the next chapter more interesting haha. Also,the note at the end is for you to interpret it to your own meaning .To me it means a lot .
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Don't Let Me Be Gone
FanfictionBrooklyn Sprinch goes through hell. Almost everybody she's met has let her go and put her through hell. But when she meets a certain boy she goes to school with, will he let her be gone ?
