Ch. 1-(the background story)

    Patrick Vaughn Stump was not always God, Patrick was born a normal kid and had a regular childhood, except for that one day when he became the most beautiful person in the world, passing God. Mr. Benzedrine was born on April 27, 1984 in a small town outside of Chicago. Ever since the age of 1, Patrick started playing the drums and his parents were proud. Patrick was becoming the next Mozart. Patrick loved making music and at the age of 5, his parents got him a guitar. So now with drums and guitar in hand Patrick became a musical genius.

    Patrick loved the drums the most, he didn’t have to be up front he could just sit back and play. He was and still is shy and he wears hats--a security blanket. The hats help him to relax and forget about the people who are watching him. When Patrick reached high school he got into a few bands and was the drummer for the bands. Then one day, Patrick was working at the local Border’s, part-time, bookstore, when he heard this guy talking about Neurosis and other Metal stuff and Patrick, music freak that he is, went over and started talking to Mr. Joseph Trohman. When Benzedrine and H. Shoe Crab realized that it had been an hour of non-stop talking, H. Shoe Crab asked Benzedrine to join his band as a drummer. When Patrick went to auditioned (not like he needed too) it was clear that he would be better at being the lead singer and Patrick stopped his drummer career right then and there. Joe had asked an old friend from high school before meeting up with Patrick and with the help of Mr. Pete Wentz, Joe’s dream of having a band came true.

    The day Mr. Sandman and Benzedrine met was nothing special. Patrick had heard legends of this Mr. Pete Wentz from the other bands he was in and when Sandman showed up at his door he was wearing a band T-shirt, pants, and messy hair, and Patrick was like, “Who the fuck is this guy?” Pete and Patrick became the best of friends and Pete took the frontman position and Patrick was just fine with that. They were playing small shows and clubs with many different drummers, but then Mr. Andrew Hurley came into the picture and became their drummer. Donnie the Catcher had played with Sandman in a few other bands and enjoyed it. When they got the call that they got signed to a record label they were so excited.

    With the four of them and the help from a kid in the moss pit at a concert, one night, Fall Out Boy was born. Mr. Benzedrine, H. Shoe Crab, Mr. Sandman, and Donnie the Catcher had began working on “Take This to Your Grave.” And at this moment in time, Patrick is slowly but surely turning into God. First he must let Pete led the way.

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