" Anthony McLoughlin eighteen taking a year for work." The principal said over the intercom. Anti took his diploma and people from the seats cheered.
" ANTI YES BITCH YOU GET THAT DIPLOMA!" Dark screamed, Brendon and Mark screaming nonsense along the lines of 'You go boo we fucking did it!"
" MY CHILD IS GROWING UP!" Dallon yelled fake sobbing. Frank from in line snorted and began laughing, " That's my best bitch!"
" Do you have anything to say Anthony?" The Principal said.
" Oh shit we have to do that? Well uh... Roses are red, I like ducks, I don't know what I'm saying, what the fuck. Thank you for the four years of bull shit." Anti said into the intercom, the squad screaming things and clapping like idiots. Anti walked off and only fist bumped the squad, Jack was next in line.
" Sean McLoughlin eighteen taking a year for work."
" Follow me on tumblr, therealjacksepticeye is my name, and you might as well subscribe to my YouTube channel... Thanks for the four years of hell." The clique cheering and screaming his name.
The next from their squad was Mark, " Mark Fischbach eighteen taking a year for work."
" No one is worthy of thanking except for the clique, fourteen of the gayest people I know... And Ray. And yes this is face paint." The clique cheering and screaming his name like for Jack.
" Wilford Fischbach eighteen taking a year for work." " Honestly I'm probably just gunna binge watch Sherlock with Mikes and a few dogs... But you could say work." The clique cheering and screaming his name yet again, a few random words thrown in. They heard a kid yell " Who names a kid Wilford!?" And Will replied, " Your mom after she cheated in your dad." Still in the mic, the line of grads cheered and oohhhhed.
" Tyler Joseph eighteen taking a year for work." All Tyler said was, " Winter is coming." Before walking off, while flipping off the line of graduates except for Josh. The crowd and the group cheering. " That's my ty!" Josh yelled,
" Gerard Way eighteen taking a year for work." " You all suck, you should listen to our bands on the radio after, even if you don't want to... I'll be watching. I regret no pranks." Hearing a loud roar, Gerard was known for multiple pranks alright.
" Tony Fischbach nineteen taking a year for work." " Security guards at Samsung are Guardians Of The Galaxy. The volleyball team, I'm not sorry for anything." Hearing a large cheer, Anti screeching " That's my boy!"
" Frank Iero eighteen taking a year for work." Frank walked up to the podium and coughed. "
I wore heelys today to look cool, keep it real you glorious bastards." Before kicking his feet up and heelying down the stage, and to the seats where Will, Gerard, Tyler, Mark, Jack, Anti, and Dark sat. Cheers and laughs from the people. Gerard screaming " Save the pure child,"
" Dan Howell seventeen going to Maxwell Academy for his bachelors." " My life is pointless. Merry crisis, and yes this is face paint." His new clique screaming "DAMN DANIEL!" In perfect sync.
" Michael Way sixteen taking a year for work." " Gotta blast," before sprinting off stage, Brendon screaming 'gotta go fast!' Over and over. The crowd laughing and cheering, Gerard yelling " That's my baby brother!"
" Phillip Lester eighteen going to Maxwell Academy for his masters." " If you asked me last year what I would say during graduation I would have made a speech... I wish I did." Before walking off, people cheering and whooping.
" Joshua Dun eighteen taking a year for work." " The reason I play drums in my band is because I don't like talking in front of large groups of people, so I'm just gunna say something stupid and walk away... Dallon Weekes and Brendon Urie." Making people laugh and Brendon flip him off.
" Brendon Urie eighteen taking a year for work." " Fuck you Josh. This is America remember? You should have said Trump for Frank's sake... Frankie hates Trump." Before back flipping and walking off stage. People cheering and Dallon screamed " THATS MY BABY BOY!"
" Ray Toro eighteen taking a year for work." " This wasn't like High School Musical at all..." Before taking his diploma and walking away, Brendon and Mark singing " We're All In This Together," at the top of their lungs from the seats.
After everyone was done they took a huge group selfie. Josh and Tyler did a slow motion hug from the sides of the stage laughing like idiots. Dallon recorded the graduation on his phone and replayed it for everyone who laughed like idiots. They where talking when Gerard and Mikey's parents came over.
" Hey guys congratulations." Their mom said hugging them softly. " Mikey, where's your girlfriend?" She asked.
" Oh she's right over there I'll get her!" Dan said walking off, he came back a minute later with Melanie Martinez, a pretty girl with crazy hair who was the school's friendly lesbian. She giggled and hugged Mikey, " Be cool, I won't go too far." She whispered into his ear.
She let go softly, and shook his moms hand. " Hi Mrs. Way. Nice to meet you! I'm Melanie!" She said smiling, she looked to his father who was staring at Mikey with a deadpan look. She shook it off and talked with Mrs. Way for a minute.
" Oh shoot sorry everyone but my dads texting me to meet him for a picture, see ya later honey!" Before hugging him again lightly and walking away, Mikey gulped and shivered.
" Hey kid where's the respect." Mr. Way said shoving into Mikey, who shrunk back. " Don't say hi to me?"
" Dad back off. Time for you to go." Gerard hissed, standing in front of Frank and blocking them off on instinct.
" Who's that?" His father asked, shoving Mikey back again looking at Frank. Gerard took Mikey's hand and pulled him behind Frank. Gerard walked in front of his father calm, and gave him a look like death. " Dad... You need to leave." He warned.
" Who is it? In the purple." He father repeated, stumbling forward.
Will backed off and went behind Gerard's dad, he and Josh took Mrs. Way's hand and led her away, " In town long?" They asked making small talk.
" Frankie Iero, my... Significant other, Dad you need to leave." Gerard hissed,
" B-Boyfriend... My son is a faggot... You're no son of mine, need to be t-taught a lesson." His dad growled obviously intoxicated.
" Yo dude back off!" Frank snapped pushing in front of their boyfriend. They shoved the man back a few steps. " I'm bi, gunna beat me up big guy? Huh? Or are you two drunk to understand? And I'm not a guy or a girl fuck face!" Frankie sneered.
Dark and Ray lightly pulled Frank back, and then they stood over Mr. Way by a few inches. " You need to leave." Dark said grabbing his shoulder and tugging him to the door. Ray went behind him and motioned to Tyler. " Make sure Mikey's good Kay? And Mrs. Way we'll be back in a minute."
Tyler nodded, and went to Mikey who was shaking like a leaf talking to his brother. They where close to the middle of the room, with maybe three hundred people. Not a good spot to have a panic attack. Gerard was holding Mikey and Frank, who looked fine. Frank turned to Mikey and rubbed his back. " Anyone to help?" They asked.
" Will." Mikey mumbled.
At that Wilford plopped down on the ground next to Mikey and through the talking and cheering from the other grads he started calming him, not touching just talking. He began telling a story, it was obviously about his life but he made it seem like it was based on other people. Sometimes Mikey laughed, others he winced, he had gotten closer to Will and calmed down by the part where the character (Mark) had stuck a fork into the toast and almost died. Mikey and Will where so into it that they didn't realize that everyone else was watching. Will looked at the clock and grinned. " Mikes you gotta play in fifteen minutes... Ready?"
" Hell yeah!" Mikey said jumping up. " Nice life story by the way, didn't know you where afraid of spiders,"
They all got up and walked out, they changed into more comfortable clothes and went downtown to the recording building, a small home like apartment of the grocery store. It was a few small rooms connected to a bigger one, which had space for interviews and recording. It was sick!
" Alright sorry we're late, I'm Will manager for Panic at the disco. We're going first right?" Will asked, shaking a man's hand.
" Yeah yeah of course come on in! Great to have you, graduation go well?" The man asked.
" Family problems, the normal." Brendon replied. Josh walked in, " A dude named Kenny showed up. Can I add him to the group chat? And need some drums?"
" Yes, and yes please." Dallon replied, grabbing his base and tuning it.
Seconds later Josh came in with a skinnier kid with fluffy brown hair and glasses, he looked like he wouldn't hurt a fly. He held a blue guitar, he honestly was adorable in a little kid way. He couldn't have been older than nineteen but he seemed so small. " Hi!" He said grinning.
" Ayyeeee Kenny!" Dallon said smashing him into a hug. Brendon seemed taken aback by Dallon's attitude, and gosh darn it he looked jealous. Kenny hugged Brendon, who hesitantly hugged back. When Kenny plugged his guitar in and grabbed a mic, Josh winked at Brendon who pouted in response. Dallon noticed and went behind Brendon, he leaned over and whispered to him, Brendon went rigid. Josh saw his mouth the words " Sorry daddy," which made him laugh like a loser.
" Ready? What song are we doing first?" Kenny and Josh asked.
" Crazy equals Genius. It's a simple beat Josh like this." Brendon said playing it. Josh nodded, and sat down.
" Alright guys I'll introduce you guys to the radio, each of you say who you are are, then Brendon say the song you're playing. Right now we have seventy four radios on our channel here, ready? Three... Two... Go. Hey hey hey guys and gals you just heard Born to Be Wild by Steppin' Wolf... Next here we have a few local bands playing for you, first Panic! At The Disco, how's it going guys?"
" Fantastic! Well I'm Brendon Urie on vocals."
" I'm Dallon Weekes on bass." Dallon said into his mic.
" I'm Ken Harris on guitar." Kenny said into his mic.
" On drums until we get a drummer is Josh Dun form Twenty One Pilots." Brendon said. " First song we have for you is new, it's called Crazy=Genius. Hope you like it,"
They played it, and gained twenty eight radios. Next they played a song called Northern Downpour, a sadder song that gained them fifteen radios. They played next a song called Impossible Year, which gained them twenty two radios. Last they played Victorious, the last concerts favorite... They gained eighteen radios. They had 157 radios by the end, which was fucking crazy,
" Alright guys that was great! Thanks so much for coming out here today," the man said after they played,
" Nah man it was awesome, thanks for having us." Brendon replied, grinning.
" Alright ladies and gents next up we have a band called Twenty One Planes-"
" It's Twenty One Pilots... Not planes." Josh said going up to Dallon's mic. " Piløts..."
" Sorry, Twenty One Pilots coming up next, we'll give them a minute while you listen to Carry On My Wayward Son by Kansas."
They picked up their instruments and went back, Tyler going in with a base and tambourine while Josh just fixed up the drums. " Alright folks we are back with Twenty One Pilots!"
" Hey I'm Tyler Joseph."
" I'm Josh Dun,"
" And first we will be playing a song called Tear In My Heart."
They gained fifteen radios, on top of one hundred and two. Next they played Migraine, gaining thirty one radios. Next they played a new song called Doubt, fourteen radios. Last they played Goner, another new song. They only got four radios for it, but the amount at the end was 166.
" I'm Josh's fren and he's mine and we are Twenty One Pilots." Tyler said, signing them off.
" Alright thanks so much for coming out today, great songs guys really, next up we have our last band My Chemical Romance, while they set up stay tuned after this one song, All Star by Smash Mouth."
They lost radios, starting with 106. " Alright alright boys and girls last we have My Chemical Romance, thanks for coming out guys."
" You're welcome!" Gerard said grinning. " Hi, I'm Gerard Way on vocals,"
" I'm Frank Iero on rhythm guitar."
" I'm Ray Toro on guitar."
" I'm Mikey Way on Base."
" And we don't have a drummer yet so it's Josh Dun." Gerard said into the mic,
" The first song we have for you is called Dead, hope you like it!" They played it, and got nineteen radios, next the played Welcome To The Black Parade, and got twenty seven radios. They played a new song Mama that no one had heard, and got thirteen radios, last the played I'm Not Okay, the crowds favorite last time. They got nine radios only but at the end... They hit 174. The all time amount for the station was one hundred and ninety two!
" Alright folks, that was great! Thanks for coming out guys really,"
" No problem," Mikey replied picking up his base.
" This was fun." Frank said packing up the drums with Josh.
" Yeah it was pretty sick." Josh's agreed.
" Yeah!" Gerard piped in, walking out.