The Prima Donna and The Gutter 2/?
Title: The Prima Donna and The Guter
Author: Jessica_Romance
Pairing/band: William/Travis, Ryan/Brendon, Patrick/Pete, Jon/Spencer
Rating: PG13…it'll go up, I can tell you that now.
Notes: Posted on Mibba and other communities.
Summary: Travis McCoy is from one side of the town, the poorer side.
William Beckett is from the other, the richer side.
Slip Of A Step and A Wrong Turn
Ryan tapped his foot, looking at his sidekick for the fifth time in two minutes. Brendon rolled his eyes and took his friend's phone, putting it into his back pocket. "You're so annoying with that Ry, give it a break."
"I am not, besides it's taking to long for everyone to get here…someone might buy my shirt!" Brendon grinned; Ryan Ross was a drama queen. Brendon shook his head and looked at his friend.
"Nobody's going to take your shirt." Brendon studied Ryan's outfit, trying to find a new home for his hands, he finally settled on Ryan's back pockets because that was his favorite place.
Brendon kissed the side of Ryan's neck as the slightly taller boy leaned back against him. "You guys are freaks!" Spencer squealed as he came running up to them, a large pretzel in one hand and a shopping bag from Spencer's in the other.
"We're not freaks!" Ryan glared at his friend before going back to trying to remove Brendon's hand from his back pockets. "It's uncomfortable Bren," he whined and Brendon moved his hands and laced one with Ryan's before stealing Jon's soda.
"We'll wait for William and Pete, why don’t you guys go ahead?" Jon offered as he glared at Brendon. Ryan nodded, knowing that the only Jon was the only one who wasn’t really into the whole make-up and girls clothes…he preferred Hollister. Ryan led his boyfriend into the shop, immediately heading to the round low cut shirts.
A couple of girls stared as Ryan let out a loud squeal, proudly holding up the dark red shirt. Brendon laughed and started looking through the hoodies, the school had dropped the uniform over the summer so they needed all kinds of school clothes…as if they didn’t have enough.
"Come on, I'm starting to get hungry." Pete whined as he dragged William over to the group, not to mention he was already getting sick of the couple-crap that Brendon and Ryan where doing. The two boys hand only been a couple for a week and they couldn’t let go of each other.
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Pete was getting annoyed, he'd been in Forever21 for three hours and he was bored. Sure he was just as much as a shopping addict as his friends but he had gone shopping two weeks ago. Pete shook his head as Spencer dug through the different color jeans Jon had picked out, throwing pairs to the side that wouldn’t fit.
Grabbing all the jeans and the few shirts he had picked out, Pete made his way to the front of the store, dropping them onto the counter, his eyes following the numbers as she quickly scanned everything. The numbers flashed quickly, finally ending at an even three hundred.
Handing the woman his credit card he looked across the store, "hey! Will! I'm getting pizza, don’t miss me too much!" Pete winked at his friend who laughed.
"Here you are sir, have a great day." The woman smiled at Pete who nodded in return grabbing his card and bags then leaving the clothing store to the food court.
"Pizza from the pizza place, chicken fingers and diet Pepsi from that stand over there…I need to keep my figure." Pete laughed to himself as he got in line, then realizing that there was no way he could hold five bags plus a plate with pizza, chicken fingers and a drink.
He groaned, making sure everyone around him heard. Turning Pete stepped out of the line, deciding to go and bitch to William when he saw someone. Not just anyone, this someone was gorgeous.
Pete studied him, taking in his almost shoulder length light brown hair, the dark green trucker hat shoved messily on his head. His clothes hanging slightly snug around his body.
Forgetting about his hunger, his food and the fact he was heading back to the store to bitch to William, Pete sauntered up to the guy who was picking at his shirt, almost in a nervous way.
As he approached hi, Pete racked his brain for some cute witty remark, but only landed on…
"H-hi..." he stuttered almost wanting to punch himself. Peter Lewis Kingston Wentz the third did not stutter. Ever. The boy turned to him and smiled shyly.
"Hi."
They looked at each other for a moment before Pete regained himself. "I've never seen you before. Who are you?"
The other boy looked suddenly intimated and Pete felt bad.
"I-I'm Pa--Patrick." Patrick stuttered under the hard look of the Pete who nodded.
"I'm Pete." He stuck his hand under Patrick's nose; who quickly shook it. "Welcome to Chicago."
"Thank you." He murmured, as he took his tray, which held a hot dog, fries and a soda. Pete led the way over to a table, secretly thrilled that he was still talking to him.
"So what brings you here?"
"My mom wanted us to have a start over…" He shifted in his seat and Pete dropped the subject before seeing the puppy display.
"What do you think of puppies?"
"They're ok."
"Great! We'll go look at them after your done eating."
Author: Jessica_Romance
Pairing/band: William/Travis, Ryan/Brendon, Patrick/Pete, Jon/Spencer
Rating: PG13…it'll go up, I can tell you that now.
Notes: Posted on Mibba and other communities.
Summary: Travis McCoy is from one side of the town, the poorer side.
William Beckett is from the other, the richer side.
Slip Of A Step and A Wrong Turn
Ryan tapped his foot, looking at his sidekick for the fifth time in two minutes. Brendon rolled his eyes and took his friend's phone, putting it into his back pocket. "You're so annoying with that Ry, give it a break."
"I am not, besides it's taking to long for everyone to get here…someone might buy my shirt!" Brendon grinned; Ryan Ross was a drama queen. Brendon shook his head and looked at his friend.
"Nobody's going to take your shirt." Brendon studied Ryan's outfit, trying to find a new home for his hands, he finally settled on Ryan's back pockets because that was his favorite place.
Brendon kissed the side of Ryan's neck as the slightly taller boy leaned back against him. "You guys are freaks!" Spencer squealed as he came running up to them, a large pretzel in one hand and a shopping bag from Spencer's in the other.
"We're not freaks!" Ryan glared at his friend before going back to trying to remove Brendon's hand from his back pockets. "It's uncomfortable Bren," he whined and Brendon moved his hands and laced one with Ryan's before stealing Jon's soda.
"We'll wait for William and Pete, why don’t you guys go ahead?" Jon offered as he glared at Brendon. Ryan nodded, knowing that the only Jon was the only one who wasn’t really into the whole make-up and girls clothes…he preferred Hollister. Ryan led his boyfriend into the shop, immediately heading to the round low cut shirts.
A couple of girls stared as Ryan let out a loud squeal, proudly holding up the dark red shirt. Brendon laughed and started looking through the hoodies, the school had dropped the uniform over the summer so they needed all kinds of school clothes…as if they didn’t have enough.
"Come on, I'm starting to get hungry." Pete whined as he dragged William over to the group, not to mention he was already getting sick of the couple-crap that Brendon and Ryan where doing. The two boys hand only been a couple for a week and they couldn’t let go of each other.
~
Pete was getting annoyed, he'd been in Forever21 for three hours and he was bored. Sure he was just as much as a shopping addict as his friends but he had gone shopping two weeks ago. Pete shook his head as Spencer dug through the different color jeans Jon had picked out, throwing pairs to the side that wouldn’t fit.
Grabbing all the jeans and the few shirts he had picked out, Pete made his way to the front of the store, dropping them onto the counter, his eyes following the numbers as she quickly scanned everything. The numbers flashed quickly, finally ending at an even three hundred.
Handing the woman his credit card he looked across the store, "hey! Will! I'm getting pizza, don’t miss me too much!" Pete winked at his friend who laughed.
"Here you are sir, have a great day." The woman smiled at Pete who nodded in return grabbing his card and bags then leaving the clothing store to the food court.
"Pizza from the pizza place, chicken fingers and diet Pepsi from that stand over there…I need to keep my figure." Pete laughed to himself as he got in line, then realizing that there was no way he could hold five bags plus a plate with pizza, chicken fingers and a drink.
He groaned, making sure everyone around him heard. Turning Pete stepped out of the line, deciding to go and bitch to William when he saw someone. Not just anyone, this someone was gorgeous.
Pete studied him, taking in his almost shoulder length light brown hair, the dark green trucker hat shoved messily on his head. His clothes hanging slightly snug around his body.
Forgetting about his hunger, his food and the fact he was heading back to the store to bitch to William, Pete sauntered up to the guy who was picking at his shirt, almost in a nervous way.
As he approached hi, Pete racked his brain for some cute witty remark, but only landed on…
"H-hi..." he stuttered almost wanting to punch himself. Peter Lewis Kingston Wentz the third did not stutter. Ever. The boy turned to him and smiled shyly.
"Hi."
They looked at each other for a moment before Pete regained himself. "I've never seen you before. Who are you?"
The other boy looked suddenly intimated and Pete felt bad.
"I-I'm Pa--Patrick." Patrick stuttered under the hard look of the Pete who nodded.
"I'm Pete." He stuck his hand under Patrick's nose; who quickly shook it. "Welcome to Chicago."
"Thank you." He murmured, as he took his tray, which held a hot dog, fries and a soda. Pete led the way over to a table, secretly thrilled that he was still talking to him.
"So what brings you here?"
"My mom wanted us to have a start over…" He shifted in his seat and Pete dropped the subject before seeing the puppy display.
"What do you think of puppies?"
"They're ok."
"Great! We'll go look at them after your done eating."