Too Weird To Live, Too Rare To Die!

Chapter Three - Take This To Your Grave While Getting Away With Murder

2004

(Patrick's Point Of View)

Once we released Take This To Your Grave, we blew up instantly and literally the end. Okay okay fine you caught me we didn't actually blow up or else I wouldn't be talking right now would I?

Anyways, we are going on tour with this other band Papa Bear? Papa Bug? I'm bad with names alright? Whatever their name is, they also blew up in 2000 with Infest. I'm not much of a fan, but oh well. Maybe I like Last Resort and Between Angels And Insects. They are releasing their third album Getting Away With Murder which I already listened to because I am just that awesome. No, the lead singer Jacoby Shaddix? actually gave it to me when we met each other and whatnot. I kind of like Getting Away With Murder a little better than their other two albums for reasons.

Jacoby's a maniac, but he's cool, I guess. The other three are just as crazy as him, no they aren't never mind.

As I was saying, we are going on your with them in about a week. Our first tour ever. I was incredibly nervous. I hope all goes well.


Two Months Later

It's almost the end of the tour, actually it is the end, tonight is our last show. So far no one hated us, thank God. When we would meet fans after shows they would always say "I'm adorable" which I don't see how I am "adorable". Now Pete they take a liking of I understand, but me? Nu-uh. As it turns out it was really fun though, but a lot of traveling in just a small van. I will never forget the first night though even though it's not that big a deal.


*Flashback*

"Patrick hurry up! It's almost time!" Joe pounds on the door.

"I'm almost done!" I shout through the door.

"You said that ten minutes ago!"

"Okay fine I'm done!" I walk out of the bathroom wearing a suit and tie with everyone else, "I look like an idiot."

"You look fine! Lets just go!" Joe grabs my arm and practically drags me on stage. We take our places. We hear the fans going crazy, but when the lights go on and we start playing Dead On Arrival, they went even more crazy. I didn't think that was humanly possible.

After we did all our songs on the album except one, "We have one more song for you! Hope you like it! It's called Saturday!" Pete says then starts playing. The crowd, I can't explain how they went off.

"Two more weeks
My foot is in the door
Me and," Pete then kisses me on the cheek and rests his head in my shoulder, I can't help but laugh, "Pete
In the wake of Saturday..." I finish the song. Before I walk off stage I yell into the microphone, "Have a good night!"

Before Papa Roach, yeah I finally got their name right be jealous, went on stage Jacoby comes up to me asking, "Yo Patrick! Dude, would you mind come singing with us on our song Scars? That would be fucking rad."

"Uh, yeah sure." I respond shyly half smiling.

"Okay cool. See ya on stage!" He leaves our dressing room.

"Wait, did I just say yes to him?"

"Yes you did my brotha' from anotha' motha'!" Joe says.


I am standing off stage waiting for my cue, before I know it I hear Jacoby screams my name, well in my head he did. I was zoning out for a minute there. So, I run out on the stage and just awkwardly stand there not knowing what to do. I think Jacoby knew that because he puts his arm around my shoulder saying, "If you don't know this fucker then you all should die! Just kidding. But seriously he is going to sing with us in Scars." With that he points to me so I can start the song off. God I hope I don't screw this up I think before singing, "I tear my heart open I sew myself shut..."

We finish the song and Jacoby introduces me once more, "Patrick Stump folks!" I wave the crowd bye and walk off stage awkwardly.

*End Of Flashback*


Man I don't know what I was thinking with singing Scars with them, but it will be a night I'll never forget. Well, this whole tour will stick with me until the end. I don't know why Jacoby wanted me to sing with him in the first place though.

It's time for the ending of our tour, the last show. We stand in our places on stage in pitch darkness. The crowd chanting, "Fall Out Boy! Fall Out Boy! Fall Out Boy!" Like it was our last and I guarantee it won't be.