Adopted (a Fall Out Boy/Pete Wentz fan fic)

Chapter 5

Pete's pov

Brandie was sitting next to me and we were talking about soccer and bass while we ate. She was also having like 4 side conversations with everyone else. She can multi task. She looked at her watch and her eyes widened and she put her plate on the coffee table and jumped over the back of the couch running to her room.

I laughed saying, "I'm guessing she needs to go get ready for practice. I'm gonna go change. Since we're dropping her off. All of us and staying through her practice." They all started laughing. I jogged to my room and I heard Brandie running around in her's. I also heard the water running in her bathroom. I walked into mine and turned on the water and peeled off my clothes before stepping in. I showered quickly before pulling on black skinny jeans and a red v neck and sunglasses. I stepped outta my room as Brandie stepped out of her's. Her wet hair in a pony tail and in a black and gold soccer uniform. I noticed she had her gym bag.

She smiled before saying, "Yeah despite it's small size it's pretty big. So I put my soccer stuff in here and my clothes when I left. I really don't have a lot. And we need to go. My practice is at the high school soccer fields. Oh and my team has a lot of FOB fans and PATD fans so be aware."

I nodded and we jogged down the steps. Everyone else was already outside. I grabbed my keys and shut and locked the door. Pat got in his car with Joe and Andy while Panic! got in their van. I laughed and Brandie sat in the passenger side seat. She turned the radio on and All The Small Things by Blink-182 started playing and she smiled as we both started singing along.

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We got to the high school and she raced to the field all of us following her. I ran beside her picking her up as we got into view. I heard screams as I spun her around and she laughed,

"Dude! Get off me!"

"No!" I yelled as I carried her over to her team. I set her down and she slapped my bicep yelling,

"Screw you! Team let's run 50 laps around the field now." They were all stretching and got up groaning. Bran stretched before taking off everyone following her. Eventually everyone caught up and we watched from the bleachers on the side lines. Bran wasn't cutting them any slack. She was pushing them even harder since we were here so they needed to focus.

They were running drills and Brandie was showing offense a technique and they weren't getting it. But it was stupidly easy. Or it could just be that me and Brandie just get soccer and music easily so it's easy for us. But hard for them.

Brendon looked at Brandie face palming laughing, "She's talented. I mean that looks like a hard ass technique."

I shrugged saying, "Not really. You kick the ball to the person on the right. They kick it back. You jumped over it bringing your dominant foot back, kicking it in the air. You head butt it and then follow it. When it lands you kick it to the open person and since you're most likely down the field they go for a goal. It's really easy."

"See! Told you! Even Pete says it easy!" Brandie exclaimed.

"Yeah well I bet you 2 can't do it perfectly!" a girl with mousy brown hair exclaimed. Does she not know I got a scholarship in soccer? I'm pretty awesome. Plus I've done this technique a thousand times. I jumped down from the bleachers and jogged over. This should be interesting I'm in skinny jeans.

Brandie moved so she was the person on my right and I kicked it to her. We ran up the field a little before she kicked it back. I brought my foot back kicking it over my head and I angled it so when I hit it with my head it flew. I ran following it past the girls and Brandie by my side. As the ball landed I kicked it to her and she kicked it into the empty goal. There. Perfect. We jogged over and Brandie asked,

"What was that Gabby? I mean we just pulled it off perfectly."

"Now let's see if you can do it when the rolls are reversed," Gabby smirked. Brandie shrugged and I nodded.

We pulled it off perfectly again and Brandie clapped her hands together before smiling,

"Okay team. Practice is over. I need to get home so I can move in officially with Pete."

They started screaming as Ryan snuck up behind her and picked her up running. I laughed and ran after them.