Oof, It's been over a month, whoops!
"Students. If you would please go to the assembly room, that would be appreciated." Mr. Armstrong's voice came over the loudspeaker.
I looked around for a moment before heading to the assembly room with Jaelyn. It was dark.
"What the hell? Why is it so dark in here, I can barley see anything!" Jaelyn complained.
"I know! It's almost like it's a..." I trailed off, realizing what this probably was.
"Like a what?" Jaelyn asked.
"Like a concert!" I exclaimed.
"Omg." She said as we both sat down.
As if on cue, it got darker, if that was even possible, before a few colored lights flashed around. An audio recording of Look Alive, Sunshine played before the Na Na Na riff started. A few more spotlights came on and pointed at the stage. Gerard, Ray, Frank and Mikey were on the stage, as well as a drummer that I couldn't quite make out.
I screamed as loud as I could. A private My Chem concert? How could I not scream?!
The entire school yelled lyrics and partied, everyone was having an amazing time.
After about an hour, they thanked everyone for their energy and left the stage. The room went black once more.
"That. Was. AWESOME!" I yelled at Jaelyn.
"I know!" She exclaimed.
After about a half hour of trying to comprehend that we just experienced an MCR concert, the lights dimmed once more.
"What now?!" Jaelyn pondered (of something great).
"Another band maybe?!" I said back, hardly containing my excitement.
As if on cue, the beginning of Don't Threaten Me With A Good Time echoed through the giant room, momentarily followed by the enthusiastic screams of 1000+ people.
"Alright, alright!" Brendon sang as current and touring Panic! stepped onto the stage. Brendon did the usual stage antics, impressive high notes, backflips, and some stage-gayness. Ultimately, it was over way too soon. They thanked the crowd before leaving the stage. The lights brightened just a little.
"This is the best day of school ever!" Jaelyn gasped.
"Definately!" I exclaimed, wondering what could possibly top this day.
Another half hour passed and the lights dimmed again.
Anticipated screams filled the room again as the beginning of Stressed Out started playing. A couple spotlights came on and pointed at two people on the stage. Tyler and Josh.
They played for about an hour before leaving the stage. After they left, some brighter lights turned on, revealing Mr. Armstrong in the middle of the stage with a microphone and stage crew rushing around behind him.
"We have one last band to preform today, but first I will announce the raffle winner!" He said. I shot Jaelyn a confused glance, she returned it.
"Oh. Did no one tell you guys? We entered the entire school into a raffle to come down here to the closest seat to the stage!" He grinned.
"Drumroll please!"
Josh started doing a drumroll on the drumset that was still on stage.
"Y/N Y/L/N" Mr. Armstrong yelled into the mic. You started clapping, a little sad before you realized that you were Y/N Y/L/N.
"O-Oh my god!" You stuttered before making your way to the stage. Mr. Armstrong motioned to an empty seat directly in the front center of the stage. Mr. Armstrong walked off the stage as the lights dimmed once more.
Pyro cannons shot out fire as The Phoenix started. Patrick, Joe, Andy and Pete rose up from holes in the stage. About an hour later, they started playing Saturday and then it was over. They thanked the crowd before walking off as the lightd turned back on.
Mr. Armstrong walked back on stage before excusing us to go home.
Best. Day. Of. School. EVER.
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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...
