Chapter 4
Title: There's A Good Reason This Fic's Another Rydon Honey, I Just Haven't Made it Up Yet or Just another day at FBR highschool.
Author:sarcasticweathe
Rating: Erm.. well Pg at the moment but it's highschool so it should get more "interesting" later on so 15 (PG/15)
Pairings: Rydon (yes shock horror!), Peterick, Gabilliam, Joncer
Warnings: It's a Rydon highschool fic, so hints of abuse (at some point), bit of angst and my strange writing :D Oh and as always, my sailor mouth ;)
POV: 1st Ryan
Summary: Meet Ryan, your typical angsting, uncool, artistic, student (at Fueled By Ramen highschool) with a few secrets, and his opposite Brendon, the coolest kid in the school, the perfect mormon you know the guy every girl wants to be with and every guy wants to be. Oh and their cool friends :)
Disclaimer: If this was real, I'd still be running around excitedly screaming and since I'm sitting in the computer room typing this up, clearly it's not. I don't own the people, the title's from Panic! At The Disco's There's A Good Reason (Y'know the rest, it's too long)
Author's Note: I'm English, so it's all in English spelling, so yeah I spell realise with an S you stupid Lj! -_- Sorry It's been while, I just couldn't write and then I hated what I did write and.. yeah :)
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It's a tradition that goes back longer than either of us can remember, no-one else knows about it, I think Patrick gets that there's some kind of rhyme or reason to it, but he knows better than to ask.
"So how was the party" I ask, cradling my latte.
We're sitting in our own little sanctuary, the school roof, technically we're not supposed to be up here, but we have two secret weapons, Spence's bitch face and the flirt that is Bilvy, and any teachers foolish enough to stand in our way soon surrenders.
"Oh my god, it was so.."
"It was alright" Spencer interrupts giving Bill a meaningful look that only the blind could miss.
The blind and Bilvy.
"Hey it's alright, seriously I don't actually care, I just wanted a more subtle way of asking if Patick's still a vir--"
I was interrupted. By Patrick. Kicking me. Hard.
"Haha, but seriously tell me what happened, I've got all lesson, me and Bill have RST and she'd rather we didn't come to class at all."
"Well, basically, Pete punched Andy, possibly to defend Patrick's maidenly- Ow! That hurt bitch- honour, Bill lost all his money to 'The Hair' at poker"
The hair being Sisky and Joe.
"And what else..? Oh yeah, ImadeoutwithJonfuckingWalker!!"
"Who fucked Wal--? Ohhh"
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Many celebratory dances and coffee spilling later. And a scene change to English class.
"Hey Ry, don't look now, but Urie's heading towards you"
"Bill he's not gon-- oh crap he is, but the chances of it being me he's--"
"Hey Ryan!"
"Shit"
"Hey Ry, if you die can I have your guitar?"
"Beckett, Beckett, Beckett, if I die I'm being buried with my guitar, ask Spencer"
"..If?"
"Hey so Ryan, I didn't see you at the party" he calls as he approaches us.
Like a predator stalks its prey.
"That's one" I mutter to Bill as he flicks that ridiculously long fringe out of his eyes.
Yeah we have this thing where we count how many times he does that, the highest we've got is 29.
"Probably 'cause he couldn't see through that ridiculously long fringe" I continue
I have an uncalled for hate affair with that fringe, but a very much called for hate affair with its owner, so it evens itself out, ask Spence.
"Possibly because.. I'm a ninja, you weren't looking for me, or more realistically 'cause I didn't go."
"You didn't.. Why not? I invited you."
"You invited the whole school! Unless you consider a personal invitation to be you yelling into megaphone in the middle of the dining hall on a table, vague information about some party without directing it at anyone!"
"I never said it was a personal invitation.." he mummers.
But before he could protest further, the radioactive hyper mess that is Gabe fucking Saporta.. appears.
"Yo Bden!"
Death glare at me, cruel and kinda perverted smirk at Bill.
"Oh hey Saporta, I was just coming ov--"
"Nah, I'm here now" he interrupts, still staring at Bill like he doesn't know whether to fuck him or kill him.
Yeah and I thought Pete was a psycho, the kid's got nothing on Saporta.
"Urieeeeee" the Uruguayan whinges "Why are we hanging 'round with these l-l-losers" His intentional stutter to mock Bill.
"W-well no-ones f-forcing y-you to hang ar-round w-with us" Bill half snaps half stutters
He'd sound more bad ass if it wasn't for that stutter, though he still sounds pretty tough. But, oh shit I'm too young, and cute in a non-conventional, way to die.
Gabe looks like he's going to say something, or punch someone Bill shaped.
"Alright, no-one panic I'm here.. Urie, Saporta, I know you're excited but for fucks sake sit down!" Mr Iero yells
Christ, I've never been mre relieved to see that sexually ambiguous, tattooed man.
"Bilvy, just so you know before we die a horrible, slow and painful death, you've just made stuttering a massive kink for me now."
"42" Is his awestruck reply
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Because every Rydon argument needs righteous indignation and Saporta randomly bouncing in.
And because only Frank Iero could swear in front of a class of- pfft 30?- 16 yr olds like a boss.