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This is my fan fic!

My name: Jazmine marie

My age: 18


I pulled into the driveway of the Trohman household to see Joe and Pete kicking a hacky-sack around. They're pretty good at that. "Hey you guys!" I said slamming my car door shut. I gave Joe a quick kiss and sat on the warm porch. I watched them as they tried to keep the small bean bag up and had to laugh when Joe dropped it and spewed a thread of swear words. "Hey Jazzy" Pete said "you do it!" I looked at the ground saying "umm" way too much. "Sorry sweetie. I have to go to Brittanie's house." I grabbed Joe's hand and jumped in the front seat.

So sorry. I have to go but I promise I'll make more later.

I think that it was a great idea for you to post up your fan fic about fall out boys.

When Brittanie's mom came home around 5:00 to our surprise we slipped off to the mall. On our way there I called Peter to ask if he would want to meet us at the mall. "Sure" he answered hesitantly "you want me to call Patrick and Andy too?" "Hell yea! This may be the one time we can all be together for a while." I was speaking of the tour they were about to go on to Colarado. They wouldn't be back for atleast three months. My throat tightened as I thought about it. Life's not the same when they're gone. "You okay?" Brittanie asked. "Yea, I'm okay." I could tell in her eyes that she was feeling the same way that I was. Brittanie had a secret that she told me a couple years ago when she turned 16. We had just met the Pete, Patrick, Joe, and Andy a couple of months before her birthday party and we some how convinced them to perform for us and our friends. Her secret was that she was inlove with Pete. Not the kind of inlove like all the fan girls are inlove, but real love. When I start to lose the idea of how she must feel I just think about Joe. I think of how much I love him and how sad I am when he is away from me. Atleast Joe knows I love him, atleast we're together. I can't imagine how it must feel to know that the person you love doesn't know and you don't know if they love you like you love them. When I try to imagine it I feel sick inside and I want to cry.