Sophomore Slump

Sophomore Slump

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Patrick was a homebody, everybody knew that. Despite that and the mountain of homework he had, Joe had managed to convince him to get out to a party. Another one where Patrick didn't know a single person besides Joe. His plan was to find a quiet corner to pretend to sip his beer until he could dump it. Imagine his surprise when his plan gets crushed by one annoying bastard with a pretty smile. Pete Wentz. (tags and characters will be added as the fic continues) (this is also posted on my ao3 under thnksfrthpeterick)
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[EDIT: THERE IS A REWRITTEN/REVISED VERSION OF THIS FANFIC ON MY ACCOUNT! BE SURE TO CHECK THAT OUT TOO!] Patrick Stump has recently transferred to yet another new high school as his father continues to search for work. Due to loss of a family member back when he was very young, Patrick had become mute and hardly spoke for himself, thus causing a lack of friendship and a social life. At this school it affects him greatly as he faces the vulgar lashes of many people. But then Patrick meets Pete Wentz, an extremely well-known socialite with a rough attitude. But underneath those layers of being socially aware, Pete is also very caring, this demeanor masked by his popularity. Upon the first day of meeting Patrick, Pete immediately sets his mind on urging him out of his cracking shell, and perhaps being flanked by deeper emotion held for the silent, short boy. edit (10/31/2020): please note that i wrote this in SIXTH GRADE!!! as of rn i am a senior in high school lmao so i apologize bc this fic is rlly uh...full of not-so-great writing and me not understanding how shit works

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