Imagine #56: The Surprise Guest

"Hi everyone, I'm Patrick Stump, vocalist of the band, Fall Out Boy and I'm here to give you grades for your final exam. Don't worry, I'm qualified to do this." Patrick said in front of your whole class and your jaw just dropped. Your Professor in have said that he will have a special guest to grade your final practical exam in playing the drums, but you've never expected that it'll be Patrick Stump.

You're very confident for this day, but when you saw him, you're nervousness ate you. Him and his band are your ultimate idols, and he's gonna watch you play drums and also your piece for this practical exam is one of their song, which is Coffee's for Closers.

"I'll just warn you guys, I'm very strict most especially when it comes to drums. I can hear anything wrong about it, but no pressure." He said before we started and all of us is obviously nervous.

Your classmates started to perform one by one and Patrick remained emotionless while watching, he even cringes sometimes when he hears something wrong, but at least he's not saying mean things. You are the last to perform and your hand is already shaking now.

"Ok, last one. Let me see, Ms. {your full name} and oh! Your piece is one of our songs, this is a good and bad choice. Good because I'm overwhelmed that you chose this and bad because I know this song too well. I wish you a good luck." He said and gave you a wink. You just smiled at him and sat behind the drums.

'5, 4, 3, 2...1' you count down inside your head and removed all the anxiety you are thinking.

{Listen to Coffee's for Closer!}

You began to play the drums as the backtrack started. You're just feeling the song and removing all the nervousness you are feeling, not to impress Patrick, but because this is what you want. You're hands began to take over and your feeling on fire. You're vocals is being heard too because you have a rare talent; you can still sing well while playing the drums.

"And oh baby, when they made me, they broke the mold

Girls used to follow me around then I got cold

Throw your cameras in the air

And wave them like you just don't care

I will never believe in anything again

I will never believe in anything again

Though change will come

Oh change will come

I will never believe in anything again

We will never believe again

Kick drum beating in my chest again

We will never believe again

Preach electric to a microphone stand" you sang while you played and you don't know what's happening. It's like music has possessed you because you're passionately playing and your hands are on fire. You perfectly played the song and you're proud of it.

You ended the song with a sick beat and you stood up the moment it ended. You are smiling widely, just proud that you pulled this off. You looked around you and everyone just dropped their jaws, even Patrick Stump!

"I...I honestly don't know what to say." He murmured.

"I'm a big fan of your band, you don't know how much I idolize you and the others. It's a pleasure of mine for you to watch me perform." You said. You're adrenaline rush is activated now.

"N-no, the pleasure is mine.Holy smokes, you'll go very far with that talent!" he said and you went back to your seat. Everyone is congratulating you, you're just looking at Patrick and he kept on glancing at you and he's still in awe.

After few moments the class has ended and you found out that you got the highest grade in class. You're just happy you're able to show them all your talent and that you even impress Patrick.

You walked out of the classroom and walked in the hallway. You saw Patrick with a bunch of girls and they are taking wacky selfies. You just smiled and be thankful that you saw him and he even complimented you.

You walked to your locker and arranged your things there.

"Hey! You're name's {Y/N}, right?" Patrick suddenly appeared beside you.

"Y-yes. Thank you for the compliments Mr. Stump, you don't know how much that means to me." You said to him.

"Just call me Patrick, I'm just like two years older than you! Oh wait, I'm here to give you something." He said and he took his backpack and pulled something out of it. "Here." He said he's handing you two drumsticks with his signature on it. And you knew that drumsticks are really one of the best.

"A-are you serious?" you asked as you take the drumsticks.

"Yeah, you deserve them. You have a sick beat, {Y/N}!" he said while chuckling. "And maybe you have some free time? Andy will love to meet you! We can go jamming with each other sometimes. Can I...can I get your number? We'll, of course, if it's okay with you." He said shyly and you giggled. You gladly exchanged numbers there. You're still holding the drumsticks he gave you.

"Thank you for this and gosh, I can't believe I'm making friends with my most favorite band." You said while giggling.

"You're cute. So, see you soon again?" he asked you.

"Of course, Patrick!" you said and he walked away.

You began to smile to yourself like an idiot, still not believing that you've just become friends with Patrick Stump.

{Sorry, it's not that great :( But I still hope you enjoyed! You guys are amazing as always! :*}