Chapter 1 - The Memories of Last Night
Disclaimer: I don't own School of Rock. I swear, I don't.
Author's Note: I wrote this because I want to kiss Zack. Or Joey Gaydos.Whichever you prefer. I'm not ashamed to admit it either, because everyone wants to kiss him. But for now, he's mine. =D
Seventeen-year-old Ellie Taylor woke up before her alarm clock. 'What time is it?' she thought to her self. She glanced at the clock as she sat up in her bed. '5:37. I still have two hours before I even have to wake up, let alone getting ready.'
She looked out of her huge bedroom window, and looked at the gorgeous view of the sun hiding behind the mountains. She sighed and plopped down on her oversized bed. As she lay there, outstretched, she closed her eye, and the memories of last night flooded her head.
Last Night
RING. RING. RING.
"What the hell? Why won't it stop ringing?"
RING. RING. RING.
"Okay, I guess it's never gonna stop..." She leaned over to her nightstand, switched on the desk light, and picked up her phone.
"Hello?" She heard no words but sobs, and sudden outbursts of crying. "Hello? Who is this?"
"Ellie...it's Katie." She was taking deep breaths, trying to calm herself down.
"What happened? Why are you crying?" Ellie sat up in her bed nervously.
"F-F-Freddyyyy!!" She cried.
"What about him?"
"He broke up with m-m-me..." She whispered, you could hear the sadness in her voice.
"What? Why?"
"I don't know..." She said sniffling.
"Oh, Katie. I'm so sorry."
"Thanks for talking, but you should get some sleep. I know you have that Math final." She said starting to cry again.
"Why are you crying, Katie?" By this point, she was confused.
"Freddy's in your math class!!" She half yelled, half cried into the phone.
"I know, but Hun, I promise I won't look at him. Okay? Is that a deal, if you promise to get some sleep tonight? Please, do it for your best friend." She pleaded with Katie.
"O-o-okay. I will. Night Ellie. Thanks again." She sniffled.
"Good. No problem, Kat. Night." She pressed the 'end' button on the phone. Slowly closed her eyes, and fell asleep quickly.
End
She opened her eyes. Her alarm clock went off. "It's 7:30 already? Damn." She slowly sat up on the bed.
"What should I wear today?" She asked herself out loud. "Great, I'm talking to myself now." She walked over to her walk in closet, and pulled out her Horace Green High uniform. "The same thing everyday. Skirt or pants?" she thought for a while. "Skirt."
Ellie have shoulder length brown hair. Her light brown eyes were so bright and enchanting.
Ellie quickly got ready for school. She ran downstairs to the kitchen where her mother, Samantha Taylor, was. Her mother was beautiful. Luckily, Ellie took after her mother, looks wise. Personality wise, they were complete opposites, but sometimes, they enjoyed the same things, and would enjoy each other's company.
"Good morning, Ellie. What would you like for breakfast?" Samantha asked sweetly. That's what Ellie loved about her mother; she was incredibly sweet to everyone and anyone.
"Morning, Mom. Um, I think I'm just gonna have Pop Tarts or something. Gotta jet, Mom. Love ya." Ellie ran outside to the driveway, where her Black VW Jetta was parked. She loved that car more than anything. Well, almost...
A/N: Sorry that was so short. I'll update later today!
Disclaimer: I don't own School of Rock. I swear, I don't.
Author's Note: I wrote this because I want to kiss Zack. Or Joey Gaydos.Whichever you prefer. I'm not ashamed to admit it either, because everyone wants to kiss him. But for now, he's mine. =D
Seventeen-year-old Ellie Taylor woke up before her alarm clock. 'What time is it?' she thought to her self. She glanced at the clock as she sat up in her bed. '5:37. I still have two hours before I even have to wake up, let alone getting ready.'
She looked out of her huge bedroom window, and looked at the gorgeous view of the sun hiding behind the mountains. She sighed and plopped down on her oversized bed. As she lay there, outstretched, she closed her eye, and the memories of last night flooded her head.
Last Night
RING. RING. RING.
"What the hell? Why won't it stop ringing?"
RING. RING. RING.
"Okay, I guess it's never gonna stop..." She leaned over to her nightstand, switched on the desk light, and picked up her phone.
"Hello?" She heard no words but sobs, and sudden outbursts of crying. "Hello? Who is this?"
"Ellie...it's Katie." She was taking deep breaths, trying to calm herself down.
"What happened? Why are you crying?" Ellie sat up in her bed nervously.
"F-F-Freddyyyy!!" She cried.
"What about him?"
"He broke up with m-m-me..." She whispered, you could hear the sadness in her voice.
"What? Why?"
"I don't know..." She said sniffling.
"Oh, Katie. I'm so sorry."
"Thanks for talking, but you should get some sleep. I know you have that Math final." She said starting to cry again.
"Why are you crying, Katie?" By this point, she was confused.
"Freddy's in your math class!!" She half yelled, half cried into the phone.
"I know, but Hun, I promise I won't look at him. Okay? Is that a deal, if you promise to get some sleep tonight? Please, do it for your best friend." She pleaded with Katie.
"O-o-okay. I will. Night Ellie. Thanks again." She sniffled.
"Good. No problem, Kat. Night." She pressed the 'end' button on the phone. Slowly closed her eyes, and fell asleep quickly.
End
She opened her eyes. Her alarm clock went off. "It's 7:30 already? Damn." She slowly sat up on the bed.
"What should I wear today?" She asked herself out loud. "Great, I'm talking to myself now." She walked over to her walk in closet, and pulled out her Horace Green High uniform. "The same thing everyday. Skirt or pants?" she thought for a while. "Skirt."
Ellie have shoulder length brown hair. Her light brown eyes were so bright and enchanting.
Ellie quickly got ready for school. She ran downstairs to the kitchen where her mother, Samantha Taylor, was. Her mother was beautiful. Luckily, Ellie took after her mother, looks wise. Personality wise, they were complete opposites, but sometimes, they enjoyed the same things, and would enjoy each other's company.
"Good morning, Ellie. What would you like for breakfast?" Samantha asked sweetly. That's what Ellie loved about her mother; she was incredibly sweet to everyone and anyone.
"Morning, Mom. Um, I think I'm just gonna have Pop Tarts or something. Gotta jet, Mom. Love ya." Ellie ran outside to the driveway, where her Black VW Jetta was parked. She loved that car more than anything. Well, almost...
A/N: Sorry that was so short. I'll update later today!