This Ain't a Scene, It's My Brother

Frank's pov

I looked closely at the picture looking at every detail closely, ma I never stared at something this much since the king sized skittles came out.

"So...we...knew each other in the past?" I asked.

"I don't know, it seems much more then that," Pete mused.

"But I..." I couldn't think of a reson to denie it.

"Hey do you have another photo we can look at?" Pete asked. I shrugged. Then I was about to check my back pack to see if I brought my photo album but the door opened. It was Brian.

"Was sup Brian?" I asked.

"Dude Fallout Boy is waiting for you!" Brian shouted pointing to Pete. "Your playing a gig now."

"But I don't feel like it!" Pete whined. Brian sighed shaking his head. "Fine I'll go." Pete said unwillingly. Brian walked out the door followed by Pete, he truned around, "Look for those pictures," he said and closed the door behind him. I nodded. I picked up the picture that Pete had I put it togeather. My little self and Pete's little self worked perfectly togeather. Were we friends or something more closer...? I grabbed mine and Pete's back pack and took out both photo albums and skimpped through them both. Could there be more about our histoy...?