So…this movie was totally on the other night, and I was inspired to pull my half-finished stories out of their folders and finish them cause I totally missed writing Frummer stories! (I'd fully intended on writing a really angsty story that had lots of drama and serious emotion…and then this popped into my head and kind of wrote itself…I think I'm doomed to be a fluff writer...)

A/N: This will be posted as three (very) short chapters

Disclaimer: School of Rock, all affiliated characters and terms belong to Paramount Pictures

Part I- In Which There is a Crisis and Freddy is Very Nearly Strangled

"This is the one," Freddy Jones called triumphantly from inside his closet. "I am now officially irresistible."

"I'm sure you are," Zack Mooneyham called back in what he hoped was an encouraging voice, while pouring himself a third cup of coffee. After nearly an hour, he was starting to wish that Billy had been the one to share the scented markers with Freddy in kindergarten, since Zack knew that Billy would be far better suited to the current task, namely helping Freddy decide what to wear for his first date with Summer Hathaway. (Zack had actually tried to reach Billy on his cell phone, but apparently Billy had better things to do than help his old friend win over the somewhat hostile girl of his dreams. Zack sympathized completely.)

Freddy Jones was no stranger to dating (as the "cute" member of the band, there was never any shortage of female company) but Zack noticed that Summer seemed to have a strange effect on the drummer. Although they fought almost constantly, Freddy had always gone out of his way to be around her. Zack started becoming suspicious that Freddy's feelings were something less than antagonistic when Summer and Freddy had mysteriously shared every class junior and senior year of high school. They'd also gone to the same college (another mystery, since Zack had no clue how Freddy had managed to get accepted into the same school as Summer), and now, six months after graduation, they were living in the same city, only a few blocks away from each other.

When Zack had finally questioned Freddy about the coincidences, Freddy had been surprisingly open about his infatuation with the band manager. Zack was impressed at Freddy's persistence, since Summer had made it clear that she had no desire to be around him, hated him with every fiber of her being, and stated on numerous occasions that she'd rather date a wildebeest than spend an hour with him.

Lately though, Summer had turned her loathing down to a frosty tolerance, which gave Freddy the idea for his latest scheme, which was bribing Summer's co-workers into setting him and Summer up on a blind date (not difficult, since Summer worked with Marta and Katie). In Freddy's eyes, it was a no-fail plan. Zack was somehow reminded of the Titanic.

Now, Freddy's cheerful voice distracted Zack from his musings.

"So, what do you think?" Zack looked up, and nearly choked on his coffee.

"What are you wearing?" he managed.

"It's a sweater vest," Freddy said, examining himself in the mirror with obvious approval. "I think it used to be my dad's."

The vest truly was a sight to behold. Pale green in color, it had alternating yellow and orange horizontal stripes across the front, as well as a herd of blue frolicking deer and some green scattered pine trees (Zack thought it looked like a reindeer team was getting in a fight with some Ents and losing). Freddy had paired the vest with a light blue oxford, and combed his blond hair to the side. Khakis and brown loafers completed the ensemble. Since Freddy normally dressed in beat up band t-shirts and jeans, the change was staggering.

"A sweater vest?" Zack repeated carefully, praying he had heard wrong, but knowing there was no denying the horrifying vision in front of him. "You're going to finally make your big move with the girl you've been in love with for eight years and you're wearing a sweater with no arms?"

"I don't see what's wrong with it," Freddy said, petulantly crossing his arms. "Sweater vests are perfectly dignified. They're-"

"Are those pleated front khakis?" Zack interrupted.

Freddy looked down furtively. "Maybe."

"I think you should take it off now. My eyes are starting to burn."

"As I was saying," Freddy continued in an injured tone, "Sweater vests are smart, and Summer likes smart. This way I look more like someone she'd date. Like an accountant. Or someone else boring."

Zack sighed. "Freddy, you look the same as your fifth grade picture."

"So?" Freddy said. "Fifth grade was a good year for me." Then he sat abruptly on the floor, dropping his head in his hands. "Besides, I don't know what else to do," he mumbled.

Zack sighed again, reminding himself of all the reasons why he shouldn't strangle his roommate. Sadly, he couldn't really think of anything past reason number two (hard to find new drummers). "Freddy, I am going to say this very slowly and clearly so you will understand. Ever since you guys met, you've been weirdly obsessed with Summer, and she's claimed she can't stand you. But, in that time, has she ever dated anyone? Has she ever even flirted with anyone else? You'd better face it Jones, you're pretty much the closest thing she has to a relationship, and you're wearing a sweater vest."

Freddy looked up slowly. "Wait, you mean all this time she's been…"

"Pretty much."

Freddy's face slowly changed from confused to horrified. "I'm wearing a sweater with no arms."

Zack smiled. "That's right."

"I have a comb-over."

"Yeah."

Freddy ripped the vest off as though it was about to attack him. "I need to change. Quick, find me the manliest thing in my closet." He disappeared through the bedroom door, furiously ruffling his hair and muttering about leather. Zack grinned, took a sip of his coffee, and contemplated calling Katie and asking her if she wanted to go out. He had a feeling that no matter how the night ended, it definitely wouldn't be boring.

Coming Soon…Part II- In Which Denial Isn't Just a River in Egypt

Thanks for reading and please Review! (I promise to actually update this fairly soon too since it is a drabble-ish series)