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A Simple Contradiction Could Shake My Whole Foundation

by xPrettyInPunkx 3 reviews

CD's, bookstores, drum kits. All in a days work.

Category: Fall Out Boy - Rating: PG-13 - Genres: Drama - Warnings: [?] - Published: 2009-06-14 - Updated: 2009-06-14 - 1146 words

I’ve been thinking. I don’t really care about reviews, although they do make me happy, if you choose not to review that’s fine too. I just like to know what everyone thinks about the chapters sometimes I get inspired by reviews so it also helps in that way too. Whatever though enjoy =)

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We arrived at Border’s to look for Patrick’s CD, but at the same time I couldn’t help but look for Joe. I also couldn’t help but think why CD’s were sold at bookstores, but that’s a completely different subject for another time.

“What’s the CD your looking for?” I asked.

“Take Off Your Pants and Jacket.”

“Oh, Blink-182 awesome.” I forgot that Blink-182 hadn’t split up yet, they’re still together, which made me very happy; I mean even if they do reunite after 4 years its still nice to know that they haven’t split up.

I continued to look around for Joe, but had no luck. Then I heard the bell that’s attached to the top of the door ring. What’s the point of those anyways? Who really cares if someone is entering the store? I looked anyways and it was Joe, and without thinking I called out his name.

“Joe!” Patrick looked at me funny and Joe just turned around seeming a bit startled and confused. Since I had his attention, I waved him over.

“Uhh… Hi...?” Joe said no doubt confused about who I was and how I knew his name. I had to try and be less creepy in that perspective.

“Hey.” I replied.

“Do I know either of you?”

“Nope, I'm Elly and this is Patrick; he wants to join your band.” I said motioning to Patrick who just stood there not knowing what to do.

“If I don’t know you, how’d you know I was starting a band?”

“Pete told me.”

“Oh, so you know Pete?”


“But you just said he told you about our band…”

“He did.”

“But-“ Joe looked confused.

“It doesn’t matter how I know I just do and Patrick wants to be a part of it.”

“I do?” Patrick asked confused about what was going on. I had to stop confusing people so much.

“Yes.” I confirmed.

“Okay, what do you play?” Joe asked Patrick.


“Perfect, we need a drummer. Can you stop by my house after you’re done here? Pete’s over and I can’t just let you join without an audition anyways. I have a drum kit and everything. Dude, this is going to be awesome!” Joe said in one breath.

“Okay cool.” Patrick said. Once we found the Blink-182 CD, we checked out and followed Joe’s car to his house.

“What was that all about?” Patrick asked once we were in the car.

“Remember how I was telling about the band you’re in during my time?”


“Well, this is how it started, well without me of course.” Then I realized exactly what I had just done. I had just changed history. Shit, this is not good. I didn’t intend to do this at all, I just wanted to help out, but instead I just fucked everything up.

“Are you okay?” Patrick asked with a concerned look on his face, but still looking back at the road.

“Yeah, it’s just I kind of messed up big time.”

“What do you mean?”

“I shouldn’t have done anything back there.”

“Why not? If this goes well I'm going to be in a band, that’s awesome.”

“Yeah, but by doing that I just changed history.” Patrick had a thoughtful look on his face.

“But with you there, I wouldn’t have talked to Joe anyways. So that would’ve also changed the future.” I thought about what he just said.

“Yeah, you’re right, I never should’ve stayed here in this time. I should’ve went back to ’09 when I had the chance.”

“No, I like having you here. You’re fun to talk to and be around.”

“Thanks, but it completely changes the future; which isn’t exactly a good thing.”

“So? Fuck the future. What about now? Just relax and everything will be fine.” He said, and the way he said that last part made me think that everything was going to be fine. Who knew maybe it would.

We soon arrived at Joe’s house. We got out of Patrick’s car and Joe led us inside.

“Pete, you still here?” Joe asked.

“Yeah.” Came a muffled voice from what seemed to be Joe’s kitchen. Then a guy wearing eye liner, skinny jeans, and a black hoodie came into the room holding a bag of potato chips.

“Dude, I told you not to eat all my food.”

“I didn’t, just these chips, the cheetoes, oh and the rest of your mom’s homemade cookies.”

“Dude, not cool.”

“Get over it.” Pete said and then noticed me and Patrick. “Who are they?”

“Oh, this is Patrick and Elly. Patrick’s here to audition for the band.”

“What does he play?”


“Okay lets see what he can do.” Pete said heading down to the basement. Joe followed and then Patrick and me. When we got down the basement had instruments everywhere.

“Okay show us what you’ve got.” Pete said taking another handful of chips, earning a glare from Joe as he did so.

“Um, okay what do I play?” Patrick asked sitting down at the drum kit.

“Whatever you know.”

“Okay.” Patrick said taking a deep breath and picking up the drumsticks nervously. He started to drum and soon started singing the words of “Through Being Cool”. About halfway through, Pete interrupted.

“Stop. Just wow, dude as much as that rocked, I feel bad for you.”

“What? Why?” Patrick asked confused and a bit saddened.

“Because now you’re stuck with me for the rest of your life. Where did you learn to sing like that?” Patrick cheered up a bit.

“Oh, well I learned to… wait… sing?” Patrick asked confused. He looked at me and then back to Pete.

“Yeah, dude your voice is amazing. Why didn’t you say you sing?”

“Because I don’t.”

“You do now.” And the way Pete said it made it sound as if it were set in stone, which if you think about it, it is. I started to think about how cool it was that I was witnessing the formation of Fall Out Boy, but then I also started to think back to how I messed things up. Too bad life has no undo button.
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