A Flash Back In Time

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"Hey are you sure you are okay Patrick?" I walk down the hall to our next class witch happened to be study hall "That gang is not the nicest one in town and you got all of them at once."

"Yes (Y/N) I am fine. They are just jerks." Patrick watched his feet as we walk down the hall and turning into our class. We walk in to see one of the ass holes sitting in his chair with a smug look on his face. I felt my blood heat up at the way looked at Patrick as we walk in. I almost had the urge to give a punch in the face as we pass, but I hold myself back. But I know I will not be able to hold myself back forever.

-Time skip to after school-

"Ugh! Why does Mr. Biersack give us sooooo much homework!" Brendon moaned as we walked home.

"Maybe because you are in 12th grade and you should be used to it!" Gerard pated Brendon on the back as we took a turn to the park where we all first met. It was a Friday and we were able to wonder around after school, so we did.

"Look who it is." I all turn around to see the group of ass holes again, smirking and giving Patrick glare.

"Fuck off guys." I stepped in front of every one and stared right at that ass holes eyes.

"Well someone is feeling lucky to day huh?" The head ass hole stepped up pushing his gang out of the way.

"Really lucky, ass hole." I hiss out stepping even closer.

"(Y/N) come let's go, he is not worth your time." Mikey tried to pull me back, but I shake off his hand.

"No, no, no he is worth my time." I swing my hand and ball it into a fist and punch the son of a bitch right in his mouth.

"(Y/N)!! LET'S GO!" Pete yelled we broke out into a sprint the ass holes shortly behind us. We take a turn towards Gerard and Mikey's house. Gerard unlocks the door and we all run in at once tripping each other and falling. After we collect our minds I at last say something. "Hey guys I am sorry I should not have punch that ass hole in the face, this is my fault." My hung low.

"No, it was their fault they were ass holes so one of them gets a punch." Gerard sits on the couch in the living. We all do the same.

"No, I mean like we would never be hiding in your if I did not just the kid." Patrick took the seat right next to me and Mikey was on the other side.

"Hey, how 'bout we do something to pass the time that is not sad talking." Brendon eyes jolted around the room trying to figure out what to do. His eyes land on his phone.

"I have a idea!" Brendon grabs his phone and starts messing with it.

"Bren what are you doing?" Patrick asked looking up from his feet.

"Well you know how You and Pete are in a band, I and in a band, and Gerard and Mikey are in a band, well we can share some of the songs that we have recored!" Brendon's face lights up.

"That sounds good." Patrick says getting his phone out.

"Here try this one we made yesterday." Brendon put his phine in the middle of the room. Sound starts to play them song lryics start to play.

'Oh, well imagine

As I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor

And I can't help but to hear

No, I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words

"What a beautiful wedding

What a beautiful wedding, " says a bridesmaid to a waiter

"And, yes, but what a shame

What a shame the poor groom's bride is a whore."

I chime in with a