Still Panic at the Disco's Brendon Urie's point of view

So I went home with Spencer and I learned from him on the way home that we are all neighbors. Ryan’s house is right in front of our house while Spencer’s is on our right. Then Spencer told me something else I was more interested in.

He said that he and Ryan planned to make a band after high school but it was now nearly impossible because a friend of theirs who was supposed to be the guitarist was transferring to a different place. I quickly asked him if I could try out.

He told me to me drop by his house on Saturday. I was so happy when we separated ways that I skipped to my house. Althea got home a few minutes later singing to herself. It’s so unlike her. Can’t she have realized that yet seriously?

“Anything fun that happened in detention?” I asked trying my best to be nonchalant though I know I’ll never be successful. I just slip too much. She cocked her eyebrow at me and asked me what I wanted to know.

I replied, “I’d be interested in anything a younger sister might want to tell her older brother.” “Well, we just talked.” “Really?” I asked. She sat beside me on the sofa and bit her lip. “Yes,” she paused, “he asked me out.”