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

Chapter 91

Brandie's pov

I smiled at Pete but before I could reply I got a cake to the face, compliments of Brendon and Ryan. Those bastards.

Pete laughed and I shoved him saying, "I'm gonna go wash my face and change. Then I'll kill the bastards and go back to my hotel."

Everyone started laughing and a smile crept onto my face.

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I was pulling on a black short sleeve shirt when someone walked into the locker room. I heard them talking to someone else and my breath hitched. It was Claire talking to someone.

As quickly as I could I gathered my things and ran out onto the field. Everyone was filtering away and going into the locker room. My family was standing by the door to leave. I waved and jogged over smiling,

"It was nice seeing you guys. I'm really tired so I'm gonna go back to my hotel and sleep."

Ryan looked at me like I was crazy before chuckling, "It's noon."

I gave him a don't mess with me look before retorting, "You try training 22 hours every day straight! Not to mention I got up at like 3 to get in some last minute training! I also haven't eaten anything which makes me more tired so buzz off!"

Ashlee was laughing and that's when I noticed she was small.

My eyes widened and I yelled, "OMG YOU HAD THE BABY!?"

She jumped but nodded saying, "Yeah he's with a sitter at our hotel. Which happens to be the same one as yours. Oh an we're on the same floor as you." My jaw dropped and I just stared at them. How did they know where I was staying? I kept that information far away from paparazzi.

Brendon met my eyes smiling, "We have our resources."

I adjusted my bag on my shoulder and we started walking. They broke off to go to their cars and I walked to mine. I bought it cause I was paid to do commericals and shit. Not to mention I helped some schools with their soccer teams, so I got money. And now I was being paid to go back to the academy and train the first years.

With my bag thrown carelessly in the back I pulled out my keys and started the engine.

Once in the parking lot I saw a bunch of fans and paparazzi. I sighed before putting on sunglasses. My head hurt and the flash would make it worse.

I reached back and grabbed my bag before getting out. I waved to my fans and I took pictures and gave autographs. I even did a quick interview for a magazine. That was before Pete and Ryan ran over. They each hooked one of my arm and picked me up and ran into the hotel. Okay. What the fuck.

They carried  me into the elevator where everyone else was before finally putting me down. 

I looked at them weird before asking no one inperticular, "What the fuck just happened?" 

"We wanted you to come meet Bronx!! He's soo cute!" Pete squealed in an imitation girl voice. Soon all the guys were doing fake girl voices and me and Ashlee were left hitting our heads against the walls.