Adopted By Fall Out Boy

Chapter 17

(A/n. I would like to apologize for any mistakes possibly made. Thanks and enjoy.)

~{At school}~

I wore something I never wear today. I wore no jacket, leggings, a white dress, and my normal black boots. Well, the other parts except for the boots is what I never wear.

"Welcome!! To our Seventh Grade concert!", My choir teacher calls out to the school. "These kids worked very very hard! So, please no being rude while they are performing!"

She only has one choir class for our grade, and for some reason we meet everyday. It means we got a lot of practice though!

"The songs they will be singing are. Best Day Of My Life by American Authors, Demons by Imagine Dragons, Light Em' Up by Fall Out Boy, Counting Stars by One Republic, Human by Christina Perri, Problem by Ariana Grande, and Warrior by Demi Lovato (sorry if I spelt any of those names wrong). There will also be a special solo from a girl who some of you may know. Brittany Wentz!"

People clapped loudly, which I was surprised about. I smile at the crowd. I am the only one who knew about my solo. I will be singing American Beauty/ American Psycho. Of course my teacher made it Fall out Boy.

(Since nobody commented about want or not wanting the lyrics. I will not be adding them. Except for FoBs American Beauty/American Psycho because it's from their new album!)

We sung all the songs, which we did amazing at. The teacher was so proud. "Well then! That was beautiful! Great job guys! Everyone can go to their seats except for Brittany!" They all left, leaving me on stage alone. I went up to one of the mics.

"Uh. Hello. I am Brittany Wentz. And today I am singing a special song from my family. Enjoy" I began to sing.

"She's an American beauty
I'm an American psycho
She's an American beauty
I'm an American
I'm an American
American Psycho
(whoa whoa whoa)
I'm an American
I'm an American
I'm, I'm, I'm an American psycho
I think I fell in love again
Maybe I just took too much cough medicine
I'm the best worst thing that hasn't happened to you yet
The best worst thing (whoa)
You take the full, full truth, then you pour some out
You take the full, full truth, then you pour some out
And you can kill me, kill me or let God sort 'em out
And you can kill me, kill me or (whoa)
I'm an American
I'm an American
I'm, I'm, I'm an American psycho
(whoa whoa whoa)
I'm an American
I'm an American
I'm, I'm, I'm an American psycho
I wish I dreamt in the shape of your mouth
But it's your thread count I really care about
Stay up 'til the lights go out
Stay up, stay up
You take the full, full truth, then you pour some out
You take the full, full truth, then you pour some out
And as we're drifting off to sleep all those dirty thoughts of me
They were never yours to keep, keep (whoa)
Alter boys alter boys
We're the things that love destroys
(I'm an American, I'm an American)
You, me, us, them
We're just resurrection men
(I'm an American, I'm an American)
Us, we were only meant
to make you live again
(I'm an American, I'm an American)
Us, we were pity love,
nothing more and nothing less
(I'm an American)
She's an American beauty
I'm an American psycho
She's an American beauty
I'm an American
I'm an American
American Psycho
(whoa whoa whoa)
I'm an American
I'm an American
I'm, I'm, I'm an American psycho
(whoa whoa whoa)
I'm an American
I'm an American
I'm, I'm, I'm an American psycho"

Once I finished the (slightly changed song. Changed one lyric because. Reasons lol) song, everyone started clapping. I smiled and bowed. Then I walked off stage, and the school was dismissed to their next class.

But I didn't make it to class. I made it to the hospital instead.