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Tyler Joseph was a junior in high school.

Tyler loved singing.

People loved bullying Tyler.

"Hey, fag, get over here!" A guy called.

Tyler had to get passed him somehow, so he tried so hard not to look at him in order to get to his locker.

Right when he got there, the person stepped in front of his locker, arms folded.

"So, if you're going to be gay, be gay, if you're going to wear girl clothes, get the fuck away from me." He said.

Tyler looked down at his feet.

"Look at me when I talk." The guy commanded.

Tyler looked up and recognized the face, Pete Wentz, was his name.

"Do you understand?"

"Understand what?" Tyler asked, completely oblivious to the question Pete was asking him.

And with that Tyler's face met with his locker.

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