Calculated, cold, without remorse - Brallon

..one..

I entered the building without knowing where to go. I was looking around when I started to fall into my thoughts. A new begining. A new chance. Maybe even a better chance.

I was thinking so much that I didn't notice that I was standing at the same spot for the last ten minutes and would just look onto the ceiling. I didn't even notice that someone tapped me on the shoulder. Wow, my first day and everyone will think that I'm weird.

"Uhm, oh, sorry is this your locker? Nevermind, I'll just leave." I said, sarting to walk away without even looking at the person. "Stop. Wait a second." the person said.

I turned around and looked at him. Sweet brown eyes, but he still looked dangerous. Leather jacket, black skinny jeans, boots.

"Uhm, hi?" I said. Or asked. "You're new, huh? You shouldn't daydream around here. Dreams aren't real. Especially not in highschool." he said quiet honest.

"Eh, I'm Dallon" was everything I could say. "Interesting", he said. "I'm Brendon. Brendon Urie. You better don't believe the shit people say about me. Just wanted to let you know." he said and walked away. Everyone looked at me.

"Are you Dallon?" Someone asked. "Yeah, why?" "I'm Patrick. I'm here to show you everything." Okay, let's do this.

--Okay, hi. I did it. I hope you don't hate me. If you want to read good brallon fics you should read pleasedontjump s storys i love him and his storys.