Adopted (A Fall Out Boy FanFic)

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I ran to Carter and hugged her tight.

"What happened?" She asked.

"Fall Out Boy. Here." i gasped.

She smiled. She knew how much Fall Out Boy had helped me through though times. Fall Out Boy and Carter was the only reason why I am alive today.

"I hope you get adopted by them Court." She laughed.

"But what about you?" I asked sadly.

"Don't worry about me stupid head. I won't be going anywhere." She reassured.

Anna called Christina.

"See you losers." She smirked as she walked pass us.

"That bitch!" Carter yelled.

"Calm down hot head. I'm pretty sure she won't be adopted. You can tell by just looking at the way she dresses up!" I smiled.

Christina was wearing a red spaghetti strap shirt and a white short-shorts that almost looked like her underwear and she wore red stiletos. She was 17 so she can wear whatever she wanted.

When Christina got out of the room, she looked extremely angry. Ha, pretty sure Pete taught her a lesson or two.

"Carter Rogers?" Anna called out.

"I'll fill them in with other details about you bae." Carter smiled.

"Oh no You don't have to do that!" I argued.

"Too bad." She smirked.

I chuckled. There is just no stopping that mischevious son of a bitch.

*A few minutes later*

I watched as Carter SKIPPED out of the room.

"Carter? Why are you so happy? You look like you could puke rainbows in any minute." I asked her.

"I'm just happy, you silly girl." She laughed.

"Okay. So! What did they ask you?" I grinned.

"They asked a few questions about me but then I know that they want to talk about you so bad so I bought you up! And man they were so interested!" She laughed.

"You know you really didn't have to." I frowned.

"C'mon! I'm just happy that you're favorite band might adopt you! I just hope Panic! At The Disco would come here and adopt me too." She sighed.

"Don't worry bro. When I get adopted by them, I'm gonna tell them to call Panic! and adopt you." I smiled.

"Thanks man!" She laughed and hugged me.

"Oh stop fantasizing about your favorite band adopting you. You know that you'll never be adopted because you are a useless, emo freak." Christina butted in, ruining my completely great mood.

"Listen here, bitch. You bad mouth Courtney again and I swear I'm gonna rip your tongue out and feed it to your cat then-" Carter started ranting but she got cut-off by someone clearing their throat.

"Hello girls." Patrick smiled.

"Nice threathening there Carter. Please continue." Pete smirked.

Carter smirked back and continued ranting.

"I swear I'm gonna rip your tongue out and feed it to your cat then shove your cat whole down your throat. Got that? So stop bad mouthing Courtney or else there will be hell to pay." Carter practically snarled.

Christina's eyes widened but she nodded slowly and backed away.

The boys laughed at Carter's threat to Christina.

"You have a very sadistic mind." Pete laughed.

Patrick laughed and then cleared his throat.

"Well, Carter. Do you mind if we borrow Courtney for a little bit? She needs to pack her bags now." Patrick smiled.

"Oh, no need to borrow her from me. I'll help her pack." Carter grinned. She ran up the stairs and into our room. Yeah, we share the same room. She probably started packing for me.

"You have an awesome friend here Court." Pete smiled.

"I know. I love her so much. She's the only friend I've ever had." I smiled sadly.

The boys smiled sympathetically and hugged me tight.

"Wait- Who's surname am I using?" I asked.

"You're using Pete's since he was the one to sign the papers." Patrick smiled.

"You better get packing! Wouldn't want Carter to be the one to pack your bags, right?" Pete chuckled.

I nodded and ran up my room with Fall Out Boy hot on my heels.

When I got in my room, the band posters on my side of the room was already in a black plastic bag on my bed along with another bag filled with some books and albums.

"I see you did the honors of clearing out my bookshelf." I smiled at Carter.

"Why of course! I like cleaning, remeber that?" She chuckled.

I always found it strange how Carter loved cleaning and doing chores. I on the other hand, used almost every excuse there is just to avoid doing them.

"I still can't believe that we're bestfriends despite of our diffrent personalities and taste in clothing." I smiled.

"Differences isn't always a bad thing sweety." She smiled and hugged me

At the other side of the room, I heard Joe awe at how Carter and I acted around each other.

I smiled and took my small black suitcase out and started stuffing my clothes in. I didn't really have that much clothes since I always had to save up to get new ones.

Once I was done stuffing my clothes in, I had trouble closing the suitcase.

"Um. I kinda need help with my suitcase." I asked Pete, AWKWARDLY if I might add.

"Oh sure! Just sit on it." He chuckled.

I sat on my suitcase while Pete tried zipping it up.

"There!" Pete smiled when he was done.

"Thanks!" I thanked him and grabbed my duffel bag and quickly filled it with toiletries and some other stuff.

"You ready?" Pete asked.

"She's born ready." Carter laughed.

I smiled and took one last look around my room.

I'm gonna miss this place.