Quick A/N
Sooo I'm thinking about putting my imagines book on hold and focusing on PPH and Bandom Games.
Just a heads up I guess 😉
You start to hear music as your special alarm goes off. Obviously you need an energetic song to pump you up on the morning, what better than a mash-up of The Phoenix and Centuries? (True story)
You groaned before remembering what the day held for you. Seeing your favorite band members!
You slowly got out of bed and walked up stairs and was greeted with a dry bowl of cereal. You grabbed the milk carton from the fridge. Pouring just the right amount and not spilling any, you smiled.
Your mom came down the upper flight of stairs as you finished and was putting your bowl in the dishwasher.
"Oh, hey mom!" You said cheerfully.
"Good morning sweetie, are you ready for school?" She asked.
"Just about. Just need to grab today's CD!"
You desended down the stairs and went into your room. You gazed at your full bookshelf before settling your eyes on your collection of twenty-two beautiful CDs. After thinking for a moment you grab Fall Out Boy's Infinity On High.
You put it in a safe spot in your backpack before grabbing you phone and earbuds and heading back upstairs.
Your mom was already standing by the door, waiting to leave. You slipped on your shoes and hoodie and exited your house.
~Time-skip to school~
Ah, day two. What can possibly happen today?
You say goodbye to your mom and walk into school, head held high and band merch worn proudly.
You met up with Jaelyn and Melissa and started making your way to Mr. Urie's class with five minutes to spare.
"Okay! So today we'll be practicing a key component to having a successful band! Communication!" Mr. Urie stated excitedly.
"Dal- Mr. Weekes, could you please pass out the problem worksheets." He asked Mr. Weekes who was currently just lounging at his teachers desk.
"Hmm? Oh, sure" He said as he stood up and grabbed a stack of papers on the desk and started handing them out to everyone.
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh
Destroya?
I look around and see some kid with a mortified look on her face frantically trying to silence her phone. When the deed was done her cheeks were pink with embarrassment.
"P-please continue, Mr. Urie."
"Yeah... So! Get into your mock bands and work out the problems on the paper. You have until the end of class.
~Le time skip till Bren's class is over~
Patrick's class now!
Following your friend's lead, you made your way to singing class.
"
Not late today girls? That's good." Mr. Stump smiled as we entered the class.
I wonder if anything happened after the ordeal yesterday with Pete, Brendon and Gee?
But he seems happy, so it must be fine.
Ding Ding Ding
"Hello class! Let's do a quick vocal warm-up with My Songs Know What You Did In The Dark.
~Time skip to almost end of class~
"This went great everyone! Amazing effort today!
Ding Ding Ding
So far, classes have been normal.
"How's your day so far, Y/N?" Joe asks politely as I walk into guitar class.
"It's great, Mr. Trohman." I grinned back at him.
I (Dammit, I have unconsciously switched POV. Bare with my sparadic pov-ness pls) walked to the wall of guitars at thr bqck of the room and grabbed my purple one as I await for class to start.
~Skipping the entire class because I have something.... interesting planned 😎~
Lunch time! I'm sooo hungry!
I find the table my friends are at and start to enjoy my sandwich when a heart wrenching sound echoes around the seconds ago noisy lunch room.
The sound rings out again over the intercom. As soon as people realize what it is, the entire room erupts into tears, screams and all out panic.
The G note.
Even over the panic, I can still hear it ringing out over every speaker in the school.
"Attention! We are in a lockdown. This is NOT a drill I repeat. This is not a drill." Mr. Armstrong's voice comes over the intercom.
People are now fleeing the lunch room and sprinting torwarda the nearest classrooms. Luckily Mr. Stump's was close by.
"Mr. Stump! What's happening?" Jaylen questions with fear in her voice.
"Someone got into the school and hacked the intercom system and was playing the note. They're still in the school some where."
Who ever this person is, they must be evil enough to repeatedly play the G note in a school of emos.
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Pop Punk High
Fanfiction[Highest Ranking: #380 in Emo and #319 in FallOutBoy] Are you ready to go to the school of your dreams? Come one, come all to Pop Punk High! The school where your idols are the teachers! Don't be put into detention by Principle Dun, and be sure not...
