Categories > Celebrities > Panic! At The Disco > Snap, your fingers for me

Is this Real?

by Firegoddess 0 reviews

Like I said, I suck at these things.....Read On.....

Category: Panic! At The Disco - Rating: G - Genres: Humor, Romance - Warnings: [!!] - Published: 2006-11-01 - Updated: 2006-11-01 - 1119 words

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~Brendon's POV~

It had to be at least an hr that passed by when we felt the bus start shaking really badly and slowing down. I looked around, at least I wasnt' the only confused face on this bus. When it stopped we all hopped out. I talked to the driver. "What's going on?" He looked at me and walked over to the front, lifting up the hood. Smoke was pouring out of it. I coughed a little and took a step back. "What the Hell? What's wrong with it?" No answer. "Hey Dan, what's wrong?" Dan looked up at me and sighed. "I don't know. Give me a few mins to look at it." I could tell by the tone he gave me, I was pissing him off, so I walked away. I sat on the steps of the bus and talked with the guys till Dan walked back there. "Well, I fixed it the best I could. The belt broke and hit one of the tubes, putting a hole in it. But the battery's dead, and we don't have anyone to jump start it." Our faces fell. I looked around and and noticed that we were in the country side. Surrounded by trees and hills.

Jon looked at him. "Why don't we just see if there's anyone down the road that could help us?" Spence laughed. "Yeah right. Its getting dark. What if there are phsyco's out there?" Then they all turned to me. I took a step back. "Hey, I'm not walking. So don't even try." They all held their hands out, and I had to put mine in to.....stupid rock, paper, sissors game....

After a few mins of walking, I was tired. They knew that I sucked at rock, paper sissors, so it was not surprised that i lost. I love those guys to death, but they get me to do all the scary jobs. Well walking on, I heard a noise, which freaked me out. So naturally, I ran. I mean, I RAN. I ran far enough to see lights and a house. I slowed down and walked up the driveway. I could smell food and I realized that I was hungry. I knocked on the door and heard soft footsteps. I took a step back, closed my eyes and waited for the girlish scream I was probably about to hear as the door opened........"Brendon?"

My eyes snapped open and my heart began to race. There she was. The girl I was talking about moments before. The one we all knew. Her green eyes looked at me with confusion. Then, her name flooded back into my mind. "Amarie?" She smiled, and pulled me into a hug. I could smell the soft coconut scent of her hair. I could feel her warmth. She pulled back and I looked her over. She had grown. I could still see her dark black/brown waist length hair, her tight curves, her gorgeous frame, her tiny feet. But what caught my attention the most, was her eyes, and her lips. They haven't changed. After 5 years, they haven't changed at all. She smiled. "Come in." I couldn't help but shake my head. "I can't. Uh, my bus broke down, and we need to hurry up and get on tour." She gave a soft giggle. "Oh yeah, your famous now. You and the guys." She looked up at me and I could see that she was happy. "I'm just glad I got to see you again." I was about to say more when her sister jumped into my arms. "Bren Bren." I couldn't help but laugh. She was 8 yrs old, and she still remembered me. "Lisa." She laughed as I swung her around. I eventually set her down and patted her head. "You've gotten bigger." She smiled and nodded her head. "Yup. And Amarie misses you."

I looked up and saw her face get bright red. "Lisa, go to bed." Lisa laughed and ran out. Her mom came in, and stopped. "Brendon." I smiled and waved. "Hey Mrs. Mionette." She hugged me and wiped a smudge off my face, like she always does. "You be good." Then she walked off. As usual, she was trying to make us laugh. I looked at Amarie. "So, do you want to go on the tour?" She looked at me, surprised. "After 5 years, you still want me to be with you guys?" I laughed. "Yeah, just help us with the bus first." She laughed too and sighed. "Just let me get my things packed. You want to help?" Naturally, I nodded. We walked to the back of the house, and I saw her room. She still had the same posters, with a few of us guys. She stil had the same water bed, lamps, computers. I walked over and looked at her writing desk. "You kept it?" She looked over her shoulder and nodded. "You gave it to me." It was a noodle frame I made when I was bored. After a few, she had her things packed. Her mom drove us to the bus. Amarie was 19, her mom didn't care what she did, because, with the guys around, she knew she would be safe.

I just realized that it was dark. I hopped out of the car and grabbed Amarie's things. I told her to wait at the door and I walked in. Ryan looked at me. "What's with the bag Brendon?" I smiled. "No reason. I just found this cool chick who's gonna be touring with us." Spence rolled his eyes. "You'll do anything to get ass." The rest of the guys laughed and I just rolled my eyes. "Whatever man. Just, tell me what you think of her ok?" They nodded and I sat down. "You can come in now." We heard as the door opend and her footsteps softly came upward. I heard Ryan gasp as he focused on Amarie. She smiled and moved some hair from her face. "Hey Ryan, Spence. What's been going on?" I smiled. "I found Amarie." Ryan ad Spencer both jumped up and squished her in a hug. She squealed and hugged back. Ryan kissed her cheek and pulled back. "Amarie. Look at you..." Spencer finished. "Your hott." She laughed and they pulled away from her. She walked over to me and I felt my heart race. She sat down and the bus started. Her mom walked in, and waved at the guys. "Boys, watch her ok?" They nodded. She kissed Amarie, and Lisa kissed everyone. "By Ry, Spen. Bye Bren Bren." We all laughed and they left. Ryan looked at her from across the bus as it began to move. "Is this Real?"
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