In my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice that I've been turning over in my mind ever since. He taught me how to apply eyeliner when I was very young. My name is Pete Wentz and I'm emo. I'm an outcast at school and no one understands me. I listen to a lot of rock music, like Bon Jovi, and Green Day. People laugh at me when I sing American Idiot in class. I play the bass guitar. I have a few friends, but not many. I hate going to school. All the lessons are very boring, except music of course. My friend, Patrick, plays the drums and he can also sing. He has a soul voice and he sounds amazing, but whenever I tell him that, he denies it. He just doesn't want to admit that he is amazing. I really like him. He is so kind to me and all our friends. We don't have many friends but the friends we have are very special to us. Patrick introduced me to his friends Andy and Joe. My other friend is called Yungblud and he introduced me to his friend Machine Gun Kelly. We are always together and people hardly ever see us apart except for in class. One day, everyone got a message in the morning that school was closed for some unknown reason. All my friends came round so we could hang out all day. We went outside and found that someone had just moved in across the road so I decided to make them feel welcome. We went over to them and said hi. They were two boys, one was tall and the other had a big forehead. The tall boy was called Ryan Ross and the other boy was called Brendon Urie. They kinda looked cute together which was a good thing because they were dating. So now we are friends and also Brendon and Ryan were gonna go to school here with us until it closed but the school will open again someday.
