Adopted by Fall Out Boy (FAN FIC)

10 Year Olds

When I woke up the next morning, the bus was empty. I got out of the bunk I saw the other bunks empty as well. "Guys?" I called out from the back. I walked to the front of the bus and saw they weren't there. I worried a little until I saw the window. The bus was parked outside I small supermarket. "They shopping? And they didn't invite me!?" I said to myself as I walked to the bathroom to change. "They better of bought Nutella," I mumbled. I changed into an All Time Low shirt and blue shorts. But before changing I took a shower.

I combed my hair when I heard the door open. "Cora?" Patrick called a little after getting in the bus. "Padre?" I called back. "What?" A confused sounding Patrick asked. I smacked my forehead and mumbled, "Right, they don't speak Spanish."  I opened the door and walked to the living room part of the bus where Andy and Patrick put away stuff into cupboards and the fridge. "Did you guys get Nutella?" I asked. "Um, sorry no," Patrick said. I saw him put away a jar of pickles and proceeded to ask where Pete was. "Por supuesto compran pickles pero no compran Nutella ya vèo como es." I mumbled which roughly translated into, 'Of course, buy pickles but not Nutella, I see how it is."

Pete and Joe came on bus with a couple more bags declaring they were "stocking up for summer." "Good morning everyone on the bus, what's our choices for breakfast?" I asked after everyone had put everything away (Yes, I helped out. Some what. Like took out everything I found interesting and put it somewhere where I could find it later.) and rested for a bit. "Cereal, hot pockets, or . . . " Joe said as he looked through some cupboards. He took something out and tossed it to me. I looked down at it. "Um, I'm allergic to pickles." I said tossing back the jar of pickles he decided were suitable for breakfast. "Seriously?" I nodded and got up to heat up some hot pockets.

When I sat back down, Andy was channel surfing, Pete was reading, and Patrick and Joe were on their phones. "Pete are you actually reading?" I asked. He looked up bored. "Well there's nothing on Tv and my phone isn't pleasing me. It's gonna take us a long time to get there so I thought 'Hey, Meagan had given me this book to read. So I might as well get to know it a little.'" I raised my eyebrows at him and said, "Respect you for reading."

After watching a four hour marathon of Star Trek, we were at the venue. I followed the guys out of the bus. I saw a huge line of fans and I thought to myself, Wow I've aseen only two venues in only Chicago but it's packed. They've got a lot of fans. I saw many fans who yelled and smiled and cried when they saw them get off. It was weird, but I seeing them gave me pleasure. It was like seeing distant relatives who greeted you kindly with cookies and gifts and hugs. Yeah, weird metaphor to use, but closest thing to what I was feeling. But, you know, they didn't give me hugs, or cookies, or gifts. But seeing them so happy was good enough for me.

At Fall Out Boy's dressing room the guys were well on preparing for the show. And by that I mean, exercising, talking, and playing video games. Patrick cleared his voice and sang a few notes. Andy was druming with his fingers. Pete was talking with Brendon and Joe was playing something on and Xbox. I giggled at how they acted like this was no big deal-(Well, they have done this a million times before so it is no big deal.) performing and everything -and decided to take a picture. Patrick had his eyes closed and look liked he was singing a pretty hard high note, Andy looked extremely concentrated, Pete and Brendon were laughing, and Joe looked normal.

Patrick patted my head and said, "We've got ta go. See ya after the show!" I smiled at the guys as they walked out the door. "Adiós! Have fun!" I said. There were a few "Alright"s, and ,"Yeah"s.  I smiled and waited a few moments to make sure they had gone. Then I slowly walked to the door and stepped out to find three men.

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PATRICK'S POV

After awesome show, I went back to the dresser to tell Cora about the awesome fans from the show. I saw a girl with a sign that said in big crazy letters 'Youngblood For Life!" that glowed in the dark! And a guy with a sick mowhawk and part of his hair was blue and the other green. Man, I loved seeing the different fans.