"Can you pass me the tissues please?" I said with a sniffle.
"Sure," Alex said, handing me the box of tissues.
We were at the ending and saddest part of the movie Captain America: the First Avenger. "Thanks," I said, blowing my nose.
Alex laughed. "No problem."
I smiled. We watched the last bits of the movie, then I went and changed into my P.J.s. They were my gray booty shorts and my red cheer shirt from middle school in Ohio. I was just about to crawl into my comfy bed and go to sleep when Brendon came bursting into my room. "I have some amazing news! We're going on tour! Isn't that amazing?!" he said.
"Wait, by we you mean Panic!'s going on tour and I'm staying in L.A., right?" I asked.
"Well, not exactly. I was hoping you would come on tour with us. I mean, if you want to?" he said.
My eyes got wide. Me on tour? "Duh, of course! I would love to!" I exploded with, jumping out of my bed and giving him a big hug .
He laughed. "I'm glad you're excited. We leave on Saturday."
"Leave where?" Alex said as he walked in the room with a bottle of water in his hand.
"I get to go on tour with them! I'm so excited! I'll take a picture in every city and send them to you and Baylee. I can't wait!" I squealed.
"Cool. I'm happy for you. I hope you have fun," Alex said as I launched myself at him for a hug, tackling him onto my bed, "Woah linebacker, your gonna kill me. We don't want that, now do we?"
He rolled us over so he was on top of me. I pushed him and he fell flat on his ass. "Maybe. You'll never know," I said teasingly.
"Ok you two, you have school tomorrow. Alex, the guest room is downstairs," Brendon said, giving us a weird look.
"Ok, thanks. Goodnight Chloe," Alex said as he walked out of my room.
"Night Alex," I called back.
I didn't sleep good that night. All I could think about was going on tour. Would I be welcomed? Would the guys mind I was there? What would I do during shows? Would I just watch from backstage? With all these thoughts swirling around in my head, I fell asleep to the sound of Fall Out Boy's Uma Thurman, My Chemical Romance's Na Na Na, and Panic! at the Disco's Girls/Girls/Boys.
~Time Skip~
My alarm went off at the usual time of 7:00, but I was too excited to be tired. Today was Friday, and I was gonna tell the whole school who my dad was before I left for tour. I jumped out of bed and hit the off button on my alarm. I skipped downstairs and into the kitchen where Brendon was making pancakes. "Good morning. Breakfast smells good," I said, taking my glasses off and cleaning them before putting them back on my face.
"Who are you and what have you done with my Chloe?" Brendon asked sarcastically, "You're never this cheerful in the morning."
I smiled and poured syrup on the pancakes Brendon just set in front of me. "I'm just really excited. Today I'm gonna tell the whole school who I really am. But I'm also nervous. What if they don't like me for me?"
"They will, I know it. I've lived here long enough to know that."
"Really?" I asked, stuffing half a pancake in my mouth.
"Really. Now hurry up and go get ready, the traffic this morning is horrible."
I nodded, shoving the rest of my pancake in my mouth and rushing upstairs to get ready. I decided to wear my black ripped jeans, my favorite My Chemical Romance t-shirt, and my black on black Converse wedge high-tops. I quickly got changed, brushed my hair, and did my eyeliner and lipstick, aka the only makeup I wear. I grabbed my backpack and rushed downstairs. "Is Alex picking me up today or are you taking me?" I asked Brendon as I walked into the living room.
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A New Hope
FanfictionThis is a Panic! at the Disco fanfiction about being adopted by Brendon Urie. Enjoy! :) Chloe is not a normal girl. She never knew her parents, she's been to more foster homes in her 15 years than the number of Starbucks shops in southern California...