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Chapter One.
"Panic At The Disco!" the lead singer of Fall Out Boy introduces the band next on stage and Kate's head snaps up, watching the curtain at the 2006 VMA's rise. Desi, her room-mate grins, "Man, I love these guys." The familiar instrumentals come in, provided by the small group of orchestral instruments providing the melody that was so often stuck in her head as a teenager. Kate's heart pounds; her fingers drop the pen she was formerly sketching with as she watches the television intently. This is why she avoids MTV. This is why she doesn't listen to the radio. Brendon is dressed like a wanker. It's the first thing she notices; besides his improved haircut. His boots cover right over his kneecaps almost, and the red and black coat he is dressed in matches his top hat. As soon as he starts singing, she assumes that he hasn't had the chance to warm up before the performance. She doesn't recognise the new guy on bass. Kate sees Ryan on the opposing side of the stage, his boyish wit coyly about him as he gently strums the guitar. With a velvet ascot and matching arm garter, his yellow falcon is slung comfortably around his shoulders. Kate sighs; Ryan almost had a fucking aneurism when he first purchased that guitar. Spencer is only tapping symbols, but it's nothing short of impressive. He's a genius on the drums, and Kate can't help but watch and wish there was more coverage of him. He cut his hair, and its blonde. Kate wants to know where's she was whilst this was happening; she wants to know where they were when this was happening. She still doesn't recognise the new guy. "I chimed in with the haven't you people ever heard of, closing the god damned door, no! It's better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and -- " "-- Rationality?" her voice doesn't mean to come out that high and strained, but it just does. Ryan frowns and makes to snatch his notebook back, but Brendon is safely taking it out of Kate's hands before Ryan can reach, "It seriously says that?" he asks. Ryan leans back, folding his arms across his chest, "What's wrong with the word rationality?" he asks defensively. Spencer snorts, "Ryan, come on. We're gonna have the little thirteen year olds flicking through their dictionaries just so they can know what we're singing." "What I'm singing," Brendon chimes in from where his head lies in Kate's lap as he reads Ryan's lyrics. The group of four is set up in Brent's basement, the boy himself upstairs retrieving drinks and snacks. Ryan sits, back against the couch, on the floor. Spencer and Kate are side by side on the couch, Brendon lying flat across their laps as Kate's fingers twirl idly in his hair. Ryan looks almost close to tears, "I knew showing you guys this was a bad idea. Boys Will Be Boys and Nails was okay, but this shit blows." He lunges for his notebook again and replies three hurried protests, "No, Ry it's all awesome!" is the general gist of all of these protests. "We're just teasing," Brendon offers, then detaches one of his hands from where it is holding onto his friend's notebook to hold out his fifth finger, "Pinkie promise." Ryan can't help but smile, and he gives his pinkie up as well, hooking around Brendon's. Kate giggles from above Brendon slightly and Ryan glares up at her, no genuine malice contained in the gaze, "What?" he laughs. "Brendon's hands are kind of. I don't know…tiny? Yeah, tiny compared to yours." Spencer can't hold in his laugh, "It's funny 'cause it's true." "Okay, would you like to compare hand sizes with me Smith?" Brendon's narrowed eyes actually mean business this time. He turns his gaze up to Kate, "Besides, as if you can even talk about comparing hand-feet-other-male-body-part-ratios. You’re not male." Kate rolls her eyes, "Please. Like you see me as anything girly." She doesn't hear Brendon's mumbled response. Kate shakes her head. Flashbacks are pretty trippy affairs, and it seems like whenever she thinks of those four boys from her teenage years, things are clear as day. There are never any muddled memories, only ever pictures and words, clear as the Las Vegas sky. Anger seeps through her nostalgic shell and Kate shakes her head once more, throwing her sketchpad and pen down on the coffee table. Picking herself up off the couch, she huffs away before she can hear Brendon sing the closing chorus. "What, you're not a fan?" Desi asks as Kate walks away. Her reply comes in the form of a slammed door. Oh how its been so long, I'm so sorry I've been gone. You guys know how it goes. My new fic, hope you enjoy, comment & welcome me back? Peace & Love, kiddies :] xo This message has been edited. Last edited by: kgleninrainbows., "It's better to burn out than to fade away." |
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amazing, as usual. seeing this makes me very happy. oh, and welcome back ! ___________ I know the world's a broken bone, |
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it's good to be back. i cant wait to see artichoke and mishi and all the people i missed love you bec x "It's better to burn out than to fade away." |
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Hi kate!
lolz. If Ryan needs a girlfriend I'm here . (:
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SAY WHAT!?
this is exciting...and it feels almost weird posting here... but its okay. i missed this :/ oh kate, brendon is mine right? of course he is, thats a stupid question. i miss youu! its like 4:03 your time. i have my clock set on my computer for australia time f'real i do. anyways this is awesome so far. i can't wait for more. ..who knows maybe i'll come back.. maybe <3 _______________________________ Let's dream about tomorrow. |
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Hi Desi!
(that is your name right?) I never really talked with you. (:
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umm. uhhh. ummm.... *runs and hides like Gabe on TAI TV, Guy Rippley from the HCT* HI MEREDITH! "It's better to burn out than to fade away." |
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might just take you up on that "It's better to burn out than to fade away." |
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yaaaay!
lolz. I missed you lots!
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haii.
new boardie AND reader. I must say this roxx. update soon plz? ----------------------- long live panic. they rule the world. "I told you not to do this cause ive been to warped tour every day and I know its not good for a cat" Adam t. Siska Interview girl: If you could make a sex tape with a celebrity, who would it be? Brendon: Ryan Ross. Ryan: hahahahaha...I can't even...I dont think there's a better answer... |
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welll how longs it beeen? 2? 3 months?
to be honest i thought you would have given in long ago :P welcome back my friend! time to revive this place |
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brendon's your's isn't he e.e -_- -sighs- fine, i want ryan or jon then. _______________________________ Let's dream about tomorrow. |
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hahaha.
desi, you can have jon. meredith can have ryan. i'm warning you though, guys. this won't be all happy. there will be some angst maybe even character death. WHO KNOWS! and hi tori :] can y'all do me a favour. whore me off. i have to re-build my former popularity, and it's annoying :| lol thankies, updates tonight i think!! im in school rn e.e "It's better to burn out than to fade away." |
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yaaaaay! I get Ryan!
and mkay. lolz. we gots a bunch of new peeps since you were gone. :]
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OMG I NOTICED. I barely recognise anyone anymore! I want to keep up with your fics too but I haven't had time to read anything! RELIGION CLASS IS GAY. "It's better to burn out than to fade away." |
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