Stumped (Patrick Stump DUH)

Part One I guess...

I walked from the bathroom towards the bleachers, "You missed them."

"What, Victoria?"

"Rachael, you missed them," she repeated with my name, "And I forgot to tape it for you, sorry." She rolled her eyes as she started walking, heels clicking against the ground.

"You promised me!" I yelled, stomping after her thin body covered in pink clothing.

"I said sorry, I wasn't paying attention to the stupid music," she blew a bubble with her hot pink gum, checking her nails for any "dangerous" dirt.

"I can't believe you! You said you would, ass!"

"Whatever, you always come crying back to me anyways!"

"I won't this time!"

I started walking, but I heard stumbling and loud footsteps behind me. "Hey, miss!" One stuttered, the others followed suit.

"Leave me alone!" I started walking away.

"But I just...!" The person stopped walking, and so did their partners.

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"Did you just hear that?"

"Hey, dude, you really shouldn't be snooping on people kissing if that's what it is," Pete started, but rolled his afterwards.

"It's not that," I started walking towards the yelling, walking away from desperate fans tugging on my jacket and various articles of clothing.

"Patrick! Slow down!"

"Hey, miss...!" I stopped where a girl was yelling at another. The other one looked up towards me and started walking away, her loud high heels tapping on the cement.

"Leave me alone!" The one with the dark clothes started walking away, her coat almost dragging across the ground.

"But I just...!"

A hand found its place onto my shoulder, "What was that about?"

I shook the hand away and stepped back inside the warm corridor, waiting. "Who even was that?"

I didn't respond, but stood silently as everyone flushed the room and tugged at my jacket.

"Why...? I started, feeling my bare ring finger, "Why now?"