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This is just the prologue, tell me whatcha think!
“Sydney Stone, you’ve made bail,” the officer told me as he opened the door to my cell.
You might ask why I was in the slammer. Well, if you have the time, sit back and listen, it might take a while.
Some people might call it stalking, I call it love. I remember the first time I saw Pete Wentz; it was the first day of the rest of my life. I was sitting on my couch in my run down apartment on June 9th 2005. I was watching Total Request Live and number nine on the countdown was a band I haven’t heard of before. And then there he was. Pete Wentz, the most beautiful man I had ever seen in my life, right there in front of my eyes.
“I have to have him,” I said to myself as I shoved a handful of popcorn into my mouth.
That’s when I made my plan.
“Sydney Stone, you’ve made bail,” the officer told me as he opened the door to my cell.
You might ask why I was in the slammer. Well, if you have the time, sit back and listen, it might take a while.
Some people might call it stalking, I call it love. I remember the first time I saw Pete Wentz; it was the first day of the rest of my life. I was sitting on my couch in my run down apartment on June 9th 2005. I was watching Total Request Live and number nine on the countdown was a band I haven’t heard of before. And then there he was. Pete Wentz, the most beautiful man I had ever seen in my life, right there in front of my eyes.
“I have to have him,” I said to myself as I shoved a handful of popcorn into my mouth.
That’s when I made my plan.
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