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Teenage Kicks (rewrite)
0 reviewsA rewrite of my original story teenage kicks. Jess and Steph have some pretty immature friends. MCR, PATD, FOB
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AN:Okay this is my first ever fan story, I'm not sure if its any good so feedback would be greatly appreciated. :)
Disclaimer: None of these events ever happened, it is all a figment of my warped mind
I do not own ANYTHING; all the songs mentioned belong to the artists only NOT ME
story includes My Chemical Romance, Panic! At The Disco, Fall Out Boy
It was 10:30 am and I was having a nice dream about last night’s kick ass concert, when my phone decided that I may have only had 3 and a half hours sleep, and I may or may not have a killer hangover but it was time I woke up, nothing like the blasting of Sweet Child of Mine right next to your ear to start the day right.
I snatched my mobile off the table and crawled back under the covers, not even bothering to look at the caller ID
“hello?”
“MORNING SUNSHINE!!!!!!”
“fuck off Frank it’s far too early to be shouting down a phone at me”
“I just love your British accent when you say naughty words Jess......anyway you up for some games over at Pete’s?”
“sure what time?”
“Ermmmmmmm..........Midday alright”
“it will have to be wont it”
“Yeah giggles and can you bring Steph with you?”
“okay see you then”
CLICK
Okay maybe I should explain, Me and my best mate Steph were born and bred in Manchester England. We came across to America about 5 years ago when we were 18 to have a year off from university and we loved it and basically never flew back home again.
One night 4 and a half years ago we were working in this club when a freak blizzard hit and we got snowed in, deciding to be sociable Steph walked straight across to this group of about 5 guys and asked this blonde dude if him and his friends would mind helping us bring up all the spare alcohol from the basement and we could sit around and talk, so they said yes and we started talking, they said they were in a little known band that had only just finished recording their first album. So we became quite good friends after that night and from meeting Bob, Ray, Frank, Mikey and Gerard we became friends with Pete, Andy Pat and Joe and then and Brendon, Spencer, Jon and Ryan.
Right back to present time
I woke Steph up and went for a shower to try and make myself look more human, but you know that old saying no rest for the wicked and on cue
“JESS PHONE FOR YOU BABE!!!!”
I climbed out the shower wrapped myself up in my dye stained bath robe and grabbed the phone off the wall
“What!!!!”
“Fine I’m not gonna talk to you if you’re gonna be like that”
“I’m sorry Mikes just I’m trying to shower”
“OHHHH okay sorry but Pete told me to ask you to bring his hoodie and skinnies back”
“That’s fine I’m sure we’ll remember this time haha.......Do you want me to stop off at Wal mart and pick up some booze?”
“Not sure just get some to be on the safe side oh and lots of sweets and stuff for Gee and Andy”
“Hokay see ya muchachos”
CLICK
Why is it that nobody says goodbye anymore :(
So about an hour later I’m strolling out of the shop with as much alcohol, chocolate, fizzy sweets and pop as I can hold off to Pete’s house for probably a good few
days worth of games, because with the guys they keep coming up with idea after idea after idea, and they don’t take excuses like “I’m tired” or “But I’ve got work in the morning” for two good reasons
1. The first person to go to sleep ALWAYS has something disgusting done to them (like crushed laxatives being washed down their throat)
2. After an ‘incident’ at the bar me and Steph got fired and now work for the guys whenever they are on tour (it’s fun but warped tour is the worst for no hygiene whatsoever)
when we finally arrive at Pete’s house everything is quiet I knock on the door and try the handle.....locked so I climb through the hole in the garden gate where Frank tried to recreate the bathroom scene in The Shining, you know the one “Heeeress Frankieee” doesn't seem as frightening though.
Nobody is in the yard either.................I feel strong arms wrap around my waist and hands grasping my wrists and ankles
“I hate all of you .....for Christ sake put me down”
“NO” they all chorused together
I get laid out on the table and tied down to each table leg as Steph looks through the window laughing her head off at my misfortune, its happened to all of us at one point like once Steph didn’t pack any spare clothes so I told the boys while she was getting the “supplies” and they threw her in the pool at Mikey and Gerard’s she had to wear a pair of Gee’s boxers and Franks t-shirt for 3 days (told you these things can go on for a long time) I opted to go for the theory of if I’m silent they will get bored quicker
Half an hour later
They put HAM on my FACE!!!! That’s it I’m gonna get them back so much
“Okay people Truth or Dare” I yell throughout the house and hear everyone cheer and scramble to the front room to let the games begin.
Disclaimer: None of these events ever happened, it is all a figment of my warped mind
I do not own ANYTHING; all the songs mentioned belong to the artists only NOT ME
story includes My Chemical Romance, Panic! At The Disco, Fall Out Boy
It was 10:30 am and I was having a nice dream about last night’s kick ass concert, when my phone decided that I may have only had 3 and a half hours sleep, and I may or may not have a killer hangover but it was time I woke up, nothing like the blasting of Sweet Child of Mine right next to your ear to start the day right.
I snatched my mobile off the table and crawled back under the covers, not even bothering to look at the caller ID
“hello?”
“MORNING SUNSHINE!!!!!!”
“fuck off Frank it’s far too early to be shouting down a phone at me”
“I just love your British accent when you say naughty words Jess......anyway you up for some games over at Pete’s?”
“sure what time?”
“Ermmmmmmm..........Midday alright”
“it will have to be wont it”
“Yeah giggles and can you bring Steph with you?”
“okay see you then”
CLICK
Okay maybe I should explain, Me and my best mate Steph were born and bred in Manchester England. We came across to America about 5 years ago when we were 18 to have a year off from university and we loved it and basically never flew back home again.
One night 4 and a half years ago we were working in this club when a freak blizzard hit and we got snowed in, deciding to be sociable Steph walked straight across to this group of about 5 guys and asked this blonde dude if him and his friends would mind helping us bring up all the spare alcohol from the basement and we could sit around and talk, so they said yes and we started talking, they said they were in a little known band that had only just finished recording their first album. So we became quite good friends after that night and from meeting Bob, Ray, Frank, Mikey and Gerard we became friends with Pete, Andy Pat and Joe and then and Brendon, Spencer, Jon and Ryan.
Right back to present time
I woke Steph up and went for a shower to try and make myself look more human, but you know that old saying no rest for the wicked and on cue
“JESS PHONE FOR YOU BABE!!!!”
I climbed out the shower wrapped myself up in my dye stained bath robe and grabbed the phone off the wall
“What!!!!”
“Fine I’m not gonna talk to you if you’re gonna be like that”
“I’m sorry Mikes just I’m trying to shower”
“OHHHH okay sorry but Pete told me to ask you to bring his hoodie and skinnies back”
“That’s fine I’m sure we’ll remember this time haha.......Do you want me to stop off at Wal mart and pick up some booze?”
“Not sure just get some to be on the safe side oh and lots of sweets and stuff for Gee and Andy”
“Hokay see ya muchachos”
CLICK
Why is it that nobody says goodbye anymore :(
So about an hour later I’m strolling out of the shop with as much alcohol, chocolate, fizzy sweets and pop as I can hold off to Pete’s house for probably a good few
days worth of games, because with the guys they keep coming up with idea after idea after idea, and they don’t take excuses like “I’m tired” or “But I’ve got work in the morning” for two good reasons
1. The first person to go to sleep ALWAYS has something disgusting done to them (like crushed laxatives being washed down their throat)
2. After an ‘incident’ at the bar me and Steph got fired and now work for the guys whenever they are on tour (it’s fun but warped tour is the worst for no hygiene whatsoever)
when we finally arrive at Pete’s house everything is quiet I knock on the door and try the handle.....locked so I climb through the hole in the garden gate where Frank tried to recreate the bathroom scene in The Shining, you know the one “Heeeress Frankieee” doesn't seem as frightening though.
Nobody is in the yard either.................I feel strong arms wrap around my waist and hands grasping my wrists and ankles
“I hate all of you .....for Christ sake put me down”
“NO” they all chorused together
I get laid out on the table and tied down to each table leg as Steph looks through the window laughing her head off at my misfortune, its happened to all of us at one point like once Steph didn’t pack any spare clothes so I told the boys while she was getting the “supplies” and they threw her in the pool at Mikey and Gerard’s she had to wear a pair of Gee’s boxers and Franks t-shirt for 3 days (told you these things can go on for a long time) I opted to go for the theory of if I’m silent they will get bored quicker
Half an hour later
They put HAM on my FACE!!!! That’s it I’m gonna get them back so much
“Okay people Truth or Dare” I yell throughout the house and hear everyone cheer and scramble to the front room to let the games begin.
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