Adopted by Fall Out Boy (FAN FIC)

End Of Tour (well in America) And A Birthday

*I have no idea about the tour dates for Save Rock & Roll, so the dates will not be accurate.  Sorry*

My birthday was coming up. I was excited and nervous. There was a concert that day, so were we gonna celebrate, or ignore it? I didn't even mention it to the guys. I just stayed quiet about my birthday. The night before, I laid in my bed. I rubbed my eyes, trying to decide. Do I say something? No, that'll just give them stress. I know, I'll celebrate with Jessica and Logan. I can get a cupcake when we stop to put gas. Yeah, anyways we celebrated Spencer's and Joe's like last week or something.

I was woken up but I didn't really want to get up. I felt someone shake me, but I just turned around. Then I felt someone tickle me, so I shrieked and turned around to face Patrick and Pete. "Good morning," I said yawning. "Can I sleep?" Pete laughed and said, " She's just like you Patrick!" I smiled, but covered my face with a pillow. "No, Cora, wake up. It's your birthday!" Patrick said. They remembered,  I thought. "It is?" I asked innocently. "Yes, now, get up! We have cake!" I tensed at the word cake, and said, "What type of cake?" "Chocolate. " I got out of bed and said, "To The Cake!" Patrick laughed and gave me a hug, I quite liked his hugs, it was like being brought into a safe place. "Happy birthday, you." He whispered into my ear. I giggled and said, "Thanks." Once he let go, Pete also hugged me from behind, lifting me a bit, saying, "Happy birthday, kiddo!" "Thanks, Pete."

We walked to the front of the bus, where Andy and Joe carried a big chocolate cake that said in blue Happy Brithday, Cora! "Sweet baby jesus! That's alot of cake," I said staring at the cake. "Happy Birthday, Cora! " Joe and Andy said, Joe embracing me and twirling me around a bit. Andy carried the cake to the small table, where I sat. Andy took out a lighter, lit the one candle in the middle,  and said, "Make a wish." I took a breathe and thought, I wish things never change, and blew out the candle. They cheered and said, "Alright, now cake!"

I ate like three slices of cake, don't judge me it's cake for fuck's sake, and the guys insisted that I got to do whatever I wanted. I made them watch The French Mistake, Supernatural,  with me. They seemed to like it, and then we watched The Nightmare Before Christmas. When we got to the venue,  Patrick said, "We'll do something after the concert, alright?" "No, you don't have to do anything. You guys already did enough with the cake, thank you by the way. You guys made me feel great, no need to do anymore." Joe smiled and ruffled my hair, "Aww. You're definitely getting more." I sighed, but a small smile took place in my face.

When we got to the venue, I got  to Panic!'s dressing room. "Sup, guys," I said plopping on the couch. "Happy birthday," Spencer said ruffling my hair, and I turned around to see him smiling. "How'd you know?" Brendon plopped down next to me and said, "Pete told us." I smiled as he pulled me into a hug and I muttered into  his shoulder, "That snitch." He laughed and let go saying, "Ah, wanna play Call Of Duty?" "Sure, but I don't know how to play. " "I'll show you," Spencer said.

After a few minutes of instructing me how to play, we started. I, somehow, was actually good. I mentally reminded myself to buy the game when Patrick gave me my allowance. Yeah, Patrick gave me $15 each week. Now, I know what you're think, What!? Only $15 You're rich! Shouldn't you be getting more? Well, I asked him to only give me $15, because we both agreed that I had to earn my money. I could earn more if I helped out here and there. I usually spent my $15 on food. But, I always saved some. Some days I'd help out by helping Janet, band merchandise girl, or helping the crew unload and load instruments. I wasn't very good at that, but I tried my best.

We played until it was time to perform. Dallon came in a few minutes before, and hugged me from behind spinning me. "Happy birthday!" I giggled, trying to escape his grip. "Nu uh," he said, hugging me a little tighter. "Okay, you can let go," I said.  "Whatcha playing?" "Call of Duty," I said as I retook my place in the game. "Oh, I should've come earlier. " He watched us play for a little. Then they had to go perform.   They both hugged me and Spencer said, "Have fun. Go drink a beer, get a lap dance from a hot guy, do some weed." I smirked and said, "Sorry, my drug dealer is outta town." They laughed and I heard Brendon mutter, "Her sense of humor is way too advance for her age."