Summertime ~ Frerard

Introduction ~ 1

Song: that green gentleman, panic! at the disco

I slowly make my way to my locker, for the last time as a junior, my white converse squeaking on the polished floors of the Belleville public highschool.
I open the locker, the chatter of the students around me giving me a vague sense of happiness as the last bell for the next three and a half months echoes in the hallways of the whole school.
I carefully take the lock off the gray metal of the door, and put it my pocket, sure that i'm going to need it again for next year.

The hallways start to empty quickly, the loud voices of a thousand and five hundred students ready for almost four months of sweet nothingness getting louder.

I suddenly feel a hand on my shoulder, and i turn around quickly, just to see my little brother and his boyfriend grinning at me.

"What are you doing still standing here? Let's get out of this hell hole." The shorter of the two speaks, before grabbing Mikey's hand and starting to walk away.

I quickly follow them, the almost empty backpack on my shoulders weighting way too much for my liking.

"Hello to you too, Pete." I say, sarcasm dripping from my words.

"Oh, shut up, you asshat" Mikey exclaims, a small smile making its way onto his lips.

A pleasant silence takes over our brief conversation, as we exit the huge double doors of the building, and I decide to stay a few steps behind the two lovebirds, now wrapped up in a side hug, not to intrude in their little conversation made of soft whispers and laughs.

The warm early june sun shines on my pale skin, making a small sigh of relief escape out of my chapped lips. It was way too warm outside but it was better than the artificial lighting and metal desks of the school.

"Hey, Gee, do you know where the fuck are the others?" Mikey asked, right arm still hooked around Pete's lower waist.

"I've seen Brendon and Pat at lunch, they have bullied Andy and Joe into giving them a ride to Brendon's house, but i have no clue where Ty and Josh are, though" I responded, getting closer to the couple.

"Oh, okay. I'm going to text Tyler to see where that motherfucker is, he has my video game and I explicitly told him i wanted it back today" Pete commented, pulling his phone out of his pocket, Mikey releasing his grip on the smaller boy.

I stopped paying attention to the couple again, and pulled my phone out of my pocket, and putting my earbuds in, the familiar sound of Billie Joe's voice relaxing my stressed mind.

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I slam my bedroom door shut, locking it, before throwing my backpack in the corner of the room and kicking out my shoes and socks. I lay on my bed, and peel off my skinny jeans, throwing them somewhere on the floor.

I open the soda bottle i took from the kitchen before going upstairs and take a large gulp, the cold liquid perfect for the 30 degrees (a/n it's Celsius, obviously) weather.

I put the bottle on my bedside table and take out my sketchbook and pencils from under the bed, i carefully open the book to a new page and pick up a pencil, but nothing seems to come to mind.

I look out of the window, trying to find some inspiration, for what feels like hours, but is probably minutes. I glance over to the clock next to my soda bottle and i read the time. It's been 30 minutes.

I hear a faint buzz come from my phone on the floor, i pick it up and read the message from our group chat

ForeheadMan: Who wants to come over to mine? Me and Pat are pretty bored
Ryro: it's Pat and I you spork, and keep playing with my hair
Remy: what (yes, the other 2 and I are coming)
Ryro: I'm in Brendon's lap and he needs to put his phone down and pay attention to his fucking boyfriend
Josh: yeah, me and Ty are picking up stuff from Taco Bell, we'll be there in 10
Fedora: well, we would be doing something if beebo didn't smash his freaking tv in half but okay
Memeboi: can't, busy.
Lemongee: do i want to know
Lil bro: probably not
Lemongee: oh god you're right across the hallway
Lemongee: i'll be over in 15
Andy: what do you mean by "beebo smashed his tv in half?"
ForeheadMan: ...I lost at mario kart and got angry.
Andy: damn okay. Joe and I are on our way
Drummerboy: we'll be over in 10
Frofro: Dal and I are on our way
ForeheadMan: so, is the whole squad coming?
Lemongee: yeah, i think so

I switch off the phone and take a random pair of sweatpants off of the floor and quickly put them on, and put my phone and keys in the pocket.

I get out of the room and run down the stairs.

"Mom, i'm going to Brendon's, i don't know if I'm coming back for dinner" i call out, before closing the front door behind me.

The scorching summer heat instantly burns on the pale skin of my exposed arms and face as i make my way down the road, Brendon's house just a couple of minutes away.

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I knock on Brendon's door, and a sleepy looking Ryan opens the door, his hair sticking upwards in weird ways.

"Oh, hi Gee, come in, we're all in the living room" he announces, before stepping back and letting me enter the cold house

"Hi guys" i announce to the 16 guys sprawled out in the three couches and the carpet of the large room, snacks and soda bottles carefully put in the center of the big circle they created.

Ryan sits back in Brendon's lap, next to Awsten, Geoff and Otto on the bigger couch, Josh and Tyler sitting right in the front of them, on the ground. Patrick, Joe and Andy are sitting in the couch right next to them, loudly chewing some chips. The three Kropp brothers are sitting on the other, smaller looking couch, Dallon, Ryan (a/n, it's ryan seaman) and Ray in front of them.

A loud chorus of salutations comes from the group, as i make my way to the second couch, sitting in front of them.

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A/n this is the first chapter of this and it sucks and it's pretty fucking boring but it's going to become a bit better and more interesting (and fluffy) once Frankie is introduced.