*knock knock knock*
Why am I so nervous to be here knocking on Patrick's door? as I was thinking to myself I heard Patrick's front door unlock. OH MY GOSH I am freaking out, why? when the door opened a nice looking lady, almost in her late 40's or early 50's appeared, "hello." she said "who are you?"
"oh yeah, I'm Pete. I came to pick up Patrick." she looked like she was really happy to see me. "yes, Patrick told me about you. he is really excited to have some friends, well I think I'm more excited then he is though." just when she finished her sentence Patrick came down the stairs, "Hi Pete!" "hey you ready to go?" "yup." he was wearing a Green Day t-shirt and baggy jeans. he came out door and as we were walking to the car with Joe waiting, Patrick tripped and took me down with him. "AAAHHH!!!" we yelled as he fell on top of me. when we were scrambling to get up we heard Joe yell "SHIP IT!!!" when we finally got on our feet I felt really awkward. "oh my gosh I'm so sorry!!!" Patrick apologized, "its fine, you tripped."
"are you sure?"
"yeah, its fine."
"ok" we walked to the car sort of glancing at each other. I got in the front seat and put my dookie CD in the CD player. basket case started to play through the silent car. it was a really awkward car ride to Andy's house. once we got there I couldn't wait to get out of the car and stop the awkwardness. "ANDY OPEN UP!" Joe yelled as we got out of the car. Andy quickly opened the garage door to reveal a drum set, bass, two guitars, and three microphones with a few couches. "come on." I said as Patrick hesitantly walked into the garage. "hey Patrick" Andy said as Patrick sat down on the couch by my bass. "hey Andy" Patrick shyly replied. "ok are we gonna get started or not?" Joe asked seeming annoyed. "yeah, so what song should we play?" Andy asked. "um, I don't know." I replied. "well grenade jumper is the only song I can sing and without Ashlee we cant do any other songs so I guess we'll do that one." "ok" Andy and I both say. "wait, wait what did you mean Joe?" Patrick asked. "oh yeah, our singer Ashlee left the group a few weeks ago because of certain reasons" he glared at me at that last part. "so now I sing and I can only sing grenade jumper" "um well I can sort of sing, if you have lyrics and let me get used to the melody maybe I could sing." Patrick stated shyly. wow this guy is shy. "sure." Joe said wile Andy and I just nodded. "OH, I have an idea" I said excitedly "that's never good" joe replied being the smart ass he is. I gave a side glace then turned back to Patrick. "you can sing Saturday." Patrick nodded "do you have lyrics?" "yup, here." we let Patrick study the lyrics and Joe taught him the melody.
I'm good to go and I'm going nowhere fast
It could be worse, I could be taking you there with me
I'm good to go, but it looks like I'm still on my own
I'm good to go for something golden
Though the motions I've been going through have failed
I'm coasting on potential towards a wall at a hundred miles an hour
When I say
Two more weeks, my foot is in the door (yeah)
I can't sleep in the wake of Saturday (Saturday)
Saturday, when these open doors were open ended
Pete and I attacked the Lost Astoria
With promise and precision and mess of youthful innocence
I read about the afterlife, but I never really lived more than an hour
When I say
Two more weeks, my foot is in the door
I can't sleep in the wake of Saturday (Saturday)
Saturday, when these open doors were open ended
Saturday, when these open doors were open ended
"AND I REEEEEEAAAAAAD!!!!" Patrick jumped when I stared screaming " WELL I NEVER REALLY LIVED!!" he didn't jump as much that time.
I read about the afterlife, but I never really lived
"AND REEEEEEEEAAAAAD!!!!" "BUT I NEVER REALLY LIVED!!"
I read about the afterlife, but I never really lived
"DOOOOOOOOR!!!!"
Two more weeks, my foot is in the door
Me and Pete in the wake of Saturday
Saturday, when these open doors were open ended
Saturday, when these open doors were open ended
Saturday
Saturday
"What the heck was that?!?!" Patrick asked surprised "um.....screaming." I said matter-of-factly "well duh, but I saw not expecting that." "sorry "no, liked it, I think its pretty cool."
"OK your in the band!" Joe randomly yelled. "oh-ok then" Patrick stuttered as I stared at Joe in shock. "shouldn't we vote on this?" I asked still shocked. "sure, raise your hand if you want Patrick in the band ." we all raised our hand. "well its settled then, your in the band Patrick." Joe triumphantly stated. Joe and Andy went to the other side of the room and started talking. "hey, Patrick?" "yeah" "would you want to hang out at my place after Joe drops us off?" "yeah totally." "ok cool" Joe and Andy walked back over to us with a piece of paper. "this is our practice schedule, if you have any problems with it just let us know, we pretty much don't have much going on during the week except Pete has soccer practice on Tuesdays." joe said as he handed the paper to Patrick. "ok, it looks fine with me for now." "great" Joe said as he started to walk away. "wait, Joe! can you drop Patrick and me off at my place?" "yeah, sure dude."
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Clandestine
Fanfiction**REWRITING** ok so I have never written a fanfiction before so this is sort of new to me. it is a peterick story. I don't think that it will have any smutty scenes, if it does then the smutty part will be ... because I can't figure out how to write...
