Ch. 1[P!ATD] The Ballad of Mona Lisa, Prom with Brendon Urie

I slammed my locker door shut and headed down the hall. I saw my friend Ryan waiting for me.

"Hey Ryan." I smiled.

"Mona! Brendon is waiting for you."

My name is Mona Lisa but I go by Mona. Yes I have eyebrows.

"Why? Does he think I'm not gonna hurt him for putting dirt in my gym shoes?" I laughed.

"He's only getting back at you for putting worms in his wallet."

"That was a good prank! Even you thought so!"

He laughed. "I did."

"So how's it goin'?" Spencer and Jon asked walking up behind us. "Pound Brendon yet?"

"Sup?! And no. He's waiting for me."

Jon, Spencer, and Ryan shared a look and smiled at me.

"What?" I asked.

"Umm-"

"You have lettuce in your teeth from lunch." Jon said.

"Nice try Jon but I didn't eat any lettuce at lunch."

"He meant... Oh look biology! Gotta go bye!" Spencer yelled as he ran into his class.

"Yeah I have a date with algebra."

"Well Ryan its me and you. Tell me what's going on."

"I have to go to English. Just go meet Brendon." he smiled as he ran upstairs.

Something is going on with those boys... I guess the only way to find out is to meet Brendon. We had PE together so he waited for me to come out of the locker room. There he is. By the basketball court. He looked cool in our stupid uniforms. Who forces high schoolers to wear purple shorts with royal blue tees?!

"Hey!" he yelled.

"So you thought putting dirt in my gym shoes would be funny? Sneaky."

"Says she who put worms in my wallet." he laughed.

"Urie! Ashford! Run laps! You're late!" Ms. Clad our gym teacher yelled.

We sighed and began jogging on the track.

"So... You coming to band practice tonight?" he asked.

Brendon, Jon, Ryan and Spencer are a band they call themselves Panic! At the Disco. They're really good sometimes they make CDs for me and i end up putting them on my iPod.

"Do you want me at practice?"

"We need our number one fan there. What do you think?"

"I'll be there."

"Promise?"

"Promise."

He laughed. We talked about prom which was coming up... I haven't been asked but if I don't get asked I could really care less. After about 11 laps, give or take, the PE class of Doom finally ended. I changed and walked out to again, see Brendon was waiting for me like usual.

"Hey!"

Ryan and Spencer joined us.

"Jon ditch his English class again?" I asked.

"Yup." Spencer laughed.

Brendon took out his phone and was texting someone.

"Whose that?" I asked.

"Spencer."

"Why are you texting Spencer if he's right here?"

"Band stuff." Ryan smiled.