❝ why do you have my sixth grade picture in your wallet? ❞ in which brendon urie recognizes his elementary classmate, who is currently the new photographer for his tour ON HIATUS SOCIAL MEDIA STORY © electriscity December 28, 2017

April Reid has enough going on in her life without school starting again. Leaving her inhibitions behind her along with summer break, she heads into senior year ready to coast by, enjoying her last year of high school. April's ideas of a care free senior year are put on hold when things get complicated between her and her eighth period psychology teacher, Mr. Urie. "No wonder you teach psychology, you're fucking insane." I am in no way affiliated with Brendon Urie; any and all events in this book are fictional. seacolored 2017-2020 ©

"There's something you're not telling me," you murmur, willing your voice to be stronger than you feel. "Something you won't be able to hide forever." He swallows thickly, eyes darting across his desk. "And if there is?" You take a shaky breath, head tipping upwards. He raises his eyes, something between a plea and a warning darkening them. You place a hand on the doorknob. "Then I hope you choke on your own silver tongue." ---- You told yourself you wouldn't go back to him. With your heart in his back pocket, he left you in the dust, up and leaving you with less than a moments notice. One second, he's your best friend and the person you trusted most, the next, he's a stranger which you loathe. At least that's what you classify him as. You told yourself you wouldn't think of him ever again. Out of sight, out of mind, right? You took a page from his book, and shoved the past away, refusing to look back. He was nothing more than a bad memory. At least that's what you want to remember him as. You told yourself you wouldn't care about him. But you always were a bad liar. That boy still held your heart, no matter how badly you wished otherwise. And you of all people know how hard it is to push Brendon Urie out.

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"What will we be doing today, Mr. Urie?" "Good students get extra credit, bad students get taught a lesson. Which are you going to be today?" Student x Teacher Reader x Brendon Urie Definet smut What more is there to know?

He stalked towards me, hunger in his once bright eyes, his body as rigid as a predator ready for the kill. With my back against the wall I searched for my escape, for even a glimmer of hope in this dark pit of hell; nothing. Here I was, face to face with what one can only describe as a raging psychopath, and all I could do was cower with my knees to my chest. In seconds a pressure wrapped its stinging presence around my throat, hoisting me from the floor until my tip-toes barely grazed the tile beneath me. Violently clawing at the fleshy fingers, I fought with every bit of strength I had. "I love it when you squirm. It makes it all the more thrilling." Hot breath caressed my ear, spilling the acidity of his words into my very core. "What happened to you?" I pleaded, trying to reach out to whatever part of the real him was still left. "Well, you see my dear, a lot of things can happen behind these walls." Cover designed by AnxietyAtTheBall, whom I absolutely love!

"Is that all you're going to do for the rest of your life? Just smoke pot and throw your life away?" He looks at me for a moment then places the delicate roll in his mouth. "Trust me doll, if you weren't so stubborn i'd be doing you for the rest of my life." I draw silent. He brings the lighter to his face and lights the joint sitting between his perfect lips. --------------------- THIS BOOK STARTS OFF BAD BUT GETS BETTER I PROMISE !! ****** I know that Brendon Urie is very problematic these days but I started this book in 2018, slowly updating it over time, and I do plan to finish it and keep it on this platform. Although I have lost a good amount of respect for Brendon, I do love old P!ATD songs and the band was a huge part of my life when I was in middle school/high school and even growing up. Once this book is finished I do not plan to write fanfiction involving Brendon on my platform due to his past behavior. If this offends you whether you hate Brendon or still love him, I do have a soft spot in my heart for this book since it is the first one I've ever wrote and it will continue to stay on this platform unless I decide otherwise. In other words, REGARDLESS OF WHAT BRENDON HAS OR HAS NOT DONE I AM NOT DELETING THIS BOOK.****** DISCLAIMER: I have nothing against Sarah and Brendon but she will not be appearing in this story. This book is simply for entertainment purposes. All the love, x - author. WARNING: This book will contain strong language, drug usage, smut, etc.

Brendon Urie and Peri Shaw have always been lifelong best friends. That's all! But could one drunken night change everything?