Disclaimer: School of Rock and its characters do not belong to me.
Author's notes: These author's notes hold all the information that occurred before this story takes place. If you don't read them, it could be a bit confusing. The band never really got big, they recorded demos and played bit gigs, but nobody would give them any breaks because they didn't want to work with a child act. At age 14, Summer moved. The band fell apart, only Zack, Freddy, and Katie sticking with the music, even Dewey giving up. They lost touch with Summer. Now, the three are headed to college at Brown University in Rhode Island. Also, aside from the fact that Brown University is in Rhode Island, I'm mostly making the facts about the dorm life and most everything else about the college, up. For the purpose of this story, they don't tell you who your roommate is, just your room number.
Chapter 1
Katie Willows, sat in the passenger side of Zack's van. Zack had decorated the van, much like Dewey had his. Freddy was in the back with all of their things. Katie was pulling her long black hair into a ponytail, her temporary blue streaks disappearing in the folds. The idea of college was an adventure, albeit one she wasn't sure if she was ready for. As Zack drove, she looked at all of old brick buildings. "Guys, what are we, doing here?"
"It's a little thing called college, Blacky." Zack answered as he drove. "You know furthering the education away from parental units."
Katie shook her head. "No. I meant here. This is ivy league. We are not the ivy league type of people. We're hardly the college type at all."
Freddy paused his drumming on someone's trunk. "Not what the SATs said. Which our parents took very seriously, I might add."
"But look at this place. This isn't a place for rockers. This is for people who dream of being lawyers and doctors, and presidents of major companies. It's for people like Lawrence, or Sum--." She cut herself off. "It just doesn't seem right."
"You'll get used to it Blacky." Zack pulled into a place at the entrance of the dorm building. "Welcome to Dinsade Hall."
Freddy quickly left the back of the van. "Ladies and Gentleman, may I present to you, your home away from home for the next nine months, Dinsade Hall. Where no one knows our names yet, but they will, because we will have the most, if not the only, rocking band on campus."
Katie rolled her eyes. "Remind me how Whacker got in to an ivy league school again."
"That would be a 1470 on his SATs. Scary isn't it?"
"I don't think Brown is ready for him."
"I don't think Brown is ready for us period Blacky." Zack grabbed his keys from the ignition, also exiting the van.
Katie was the last out. "Do you guys think we will be able to get a band together? I mean, ever since School of Rock broke up, we haven't been able to find a keyboard, second guitar, or any singers. For three and a half years it's just been us with jam sessions. What's going to change?"
Freddy shrugged. "As far as we know, nothing yet. Once things kick into high gear, we'll be able to scope out the rockers on campus."
"This is ivy league, Whacker." Zack shook his head. "If there is one other person on this campus that's not a prep, I'll end up dying of shock." He paused grabbing one of his bags. "We can check out things once we have an idea of our schedules, but I think its just gonna be some jam sessions here and there."
"And a whole lot of coffee." Katie also grabbed one of her bags. "You two are pretty lucky though. You got put in the same dorm room. Knowing my luck, I'm stuck with some frilly pink princess who is in love with Justin Timberlake."
"Quit complaining and start moving Blacky. The sooner we move our stuff to our rooms the sooner we can find the decent coffee." Freddy stuffed his drumsticks in his back pocket.
"Call my cell when you guys want to head out." Katie entered the building.
The two boys were silent for a moment. "What's up with her?" Freddy asked.
"Nerves probably. She did almost mention Summer though. She never talks about her."
"Sore subject. They were best friends. Then Summer moved, and dropped off the face of the earth, never to be heard from again."
"She needs to get over that. I'll admit it sucks that we haven't gotten so much as an instant message, but its been four years. Summer's gone."
§ § §
Katie walked through the bustling, crooked halls of the dorm building, until she found room 117. Its door was painted black like all the others, chipped places where people had left tape for too long. Already attached to the door was a dry erase board, though Katie thought it was rather low. Reading it, she placed her bag on the floor.
Hey Roomie!
Sorry, I'm not there to meet you yet. I had to get my caffeine fix, otherwise you wouldn't want to meet me anyway. Bringing all that stuff from a vehicle, takes a lot out of you, even if this is the first floor. I took the bed on the floor. I checked with the RA though. If you want a floor bed, you can take the other bed down easily enough. The room's pretty nice. I haven't put my posters or anything up yet, because I figured we should each have a take in arranging the room, that way we'll be off on a good foot. I'd sign my name, but I want to go with this whole mystery thing the place has got going for us. Happy unpacking!
Katie half smiled at the girl's antics, even though it was a bit energetic for her tastes. She grabbed her bag and opened the door with her key. She stepped inside and took in her new surroundings. The carpet was plain and gray, relatively clean for being part of a dorm room. The walls were plain and off-white. As was written, a there was a bed on the floor, with black sheets on it. It had three bags tossed haphazardly on it. All the other suitcases were stacked neatly against one wall. Her roommate's desk had a computer on it, and below it, barely visible was a printer. She could also see a white minifridge, and a TV with DVD player.
Each side of the room had a large wooden closet. Katie saw her bed was bunk style, but instead of a second bed beneath, was her desk. Thus was the extent of the room so far. "Well, only twenty more trips to go, then it'll be coffee time for me." She sighed tossing her bag on top of the bed and exiting the room once more.
§ § §
"So you haven't actually met your roommate yet?" Zack asked, half dubiously as the three friends began to walk down the path towards the main part of the campus.
Katie shook her head. "All I got was a message on the dry erase board. So far she seems decent though. She's waiting to put up her stuff so we can do it together so the room isn't overrun by her stuff or something. I should be able to tolerate her."
"With a lot of coffee right?" Freddy smirked.
"There's no situation that doesn't require a lot of coffee." Katie informed. "What about you two? The room turning out good?"
"Are you kidding?!" Freddy exclaimed before Zack could say anything. "Did you know these rooms are soundproofed? We can work on our stuff at anytime."
"As you can see this impressed our little Whacker." Zack rolled his eyes.
"Shut the hell up Slick."
Zack ignored the annoyed drummer. "What he doesn't realize is that college is going to require some studying on his part."
"Wrong. What Whacker here doesn't realize is what study means."
"That hurts guys. Right here." Freddy pointed at his chest.
Katie pulled out the map she had been given by her RA. "According to this, we have three choices. We can brave the cafeteria, go to a stand by one of the libraries, or go to the Coffee Shop Around The Corner."
"Around the corner." Zack decided. "Sounds promising. Which corner are we talking?"
"None of these, that's the name of the shop." Katie explained.
Freddy had to be a smart ass. "Lets claim false advertising when we get there."
"Whacker, this entire path is a corner. Follow it until you see a little brick building with a street dining area enclosed in a wrought iron fence."
The three walked in a silence, the lack of conversation not really bothering them. It stayed until Zack made a suggestion. "After this you might as well show us your dorm room and have us meet your roommate too. She will most likely see a lot of us."
"Are you serious, Slick or do you just want to see if she's hot? Because you normally aren't one to care if someone knows you. Even if they will be seeing a lot of you." Katie turned into the coffee shop.
"A person can't turn considerate?" Zack looked at the menu.
"Not you in two hours. I know you better than that. So what's the deal?"
"No deal. I just think since you have to live with this girl, you should get off on the right foot and introduce your friends properly."
Freddy tapped Katie's shoulder. "I think he's on crack."
"The only person on crack in this group is you, Jones." Katie paused. "Yes I'll have you meet my roommate after we get our caffeine. But don't blame me if she ends up being a nutjob that I was unable to warn you about."
Zack nodded. "Do you honestly think she could be that bad? I thought you could tolerate her."
"You never know. She did use the word roomie."
"Freddy was using that word two days ago." Zack pointed out.
"That's why I'm nervous."
§ § §
Katie led Zack and Freddy through the dorm hall back to her room. It was just as busy as it had been earlier, late arrivers or procrastinators just getting there things inside. One pair of girls were decorating there door with pink flower stickers. "Remind me not to make friends with them." Katie fake shuddered.
"You won't need us. Every time you walk by that door should be reminder enough." Zack grimaced.
"Very true." Katie stopped in front of her door, which was cracked open. "It appears the room mate is here. Are you ready?"
"I think the question is if you are. Remember we don't have to live with this girl. We can just chose to date her."
"Shut up Jones." Katie pushed the door open, revealing a girl sitting behind the computer. ( The desk was situated so the person could face the door.) She didn't say anything as she entered the room. Neither did Freddy or Zack.
The girl quickly looked up from her computer. "Hi. I'm sorry I didn't notice you right away I was just reading something." Her jaw dropped in recognition, as did Katie's, Zack's and Freddy's. "Katie? Zack? Freddy? Is that you?"
"Summer?" Zack was the quickest to recover. "What are you doing here? I thought you moved to California."
"It's a long story that ends with college. I can't believe it's you guys. You're going to have to forgive me for not getting up to do the happy reunion hug or anything. It's a bit difficult for me."
"What are you talking about?" Katie blinked.
"Well, first of all, I have to get my chair unstuck." Summer, struggled for a second before the she slid back from the desk. "Second is I can't exactly stand, much less jump up and down, as is required in a happy reunion hug."
As she moved to the front of the desk, Freddy spoke, stating the obvious. "Summer, you're in a wheelchair."
That's the first chapter. How is it? Please let me know in your reviews. Another thing I have to know is pairing preference. Zack/Summer, or Freddy/Summer. Katie will most likely end up with the one Summer's not ending up with, if that makes any difference to your voting.
Random Quote of the Day: "You freak you freakish person!" – S. Cropley
Author's notes: These author's notes hold all the information that occurred before this story takes place. If you don't read them, it could be a bit confusing. The band never really got big, they recorded demos and played bit gigs, but nobody would give them any breaks because they didn't want to work with a child act. At age 14, Summer moved. The band fell apart, only Zack, Freddy, and Katie sticking with the music, even Dewey giving up. They lost touch with Summer. Now, the three are headed to college at Brown University in Rhode Island. Also, aside from the fact that Brown University is in Rhode Island, I'm mostly making the facts about the dorm life and most everything else about the college, up. For the purpose of this story, they don't tell you who your roommate is, just your room number.
Chapter 1
Katie Willows, sat in the passenger side of Zack's van. Zack had decorated the van, much like Dewey had his. Freddy was in the back with all of their things. Katie was pulling her long black hair into a ponytail, her temporary blue streaks disappearing in the folds. The idea of college was an adventure, albeit one she wasn't sure if she was ready for. As Zack drove, she looked at all of old brick buildings. "Guys, what are we, doing here?"
"It's a little thing called college, Blacky." Zack answered as he drove. "You know furthering the education away from parental units."
Katie shook her head. "No. I meant here. This is ivy league. We are not the ivy league type of people. We're hardly the college type at all."
Freddy paused his drumming on someone's trunk. "Not what the SATs said. Which our parents took very seriously, I might add."
"But look at this place. This isn't a place for rockers. This is for people who dream of being lawyers and doctors, and presidents of major companies. It's for people like Lawrence, or Sum--." She cut herself off. "It just doesn't seem right."
"You'll get used to it Blacky." Zack pulled into a place at the entrance of the dorm building. "Welcome to Dinsade Hall."
Freddy quickly left the back of the van. "Ladies and Gentleman, may I present to you, your home away from home for the next nine months, Dinsade Hall. Where no one knows our names yet, but they will, because we will have the most, if not the only, rocking band on campus."
Katie rolled her eyes. "Remind me how Whacker got in to an ivy league school again."
"That would be a 1470 on his SATs. Scary isn't it?"
"I don't think Brown is ready for him."
"I don't think Brown is ready for us period Blacky." Zack grabbed his keys from the ignition, also exiting the van.
Katie was the last out. "Do you guys think we will be able to get a band together? I mean, ever since School of Rock broke up, we haven't been able to find a keyboard, second guitar, or any singers. For three and a half years it's just been us with jam sessions. What's going to change?"
Freddy shrugged. "As far as we know, nothing yet. Once things kick into high gear, we'll be able to scope out the rockers on campus."
"This is ivy league, Whacker." Zack shook his head. "If there is one other person on this campus that's not a prep, I'll end up dying of shock." He paused grabbing one of his bags. "We can check out things once we have an idea of our schedules, but I think its just gonna be some jam sessions here and there."
"And a whole lot of coffee." Katie also grabbed one of her bags. "You two are pretty lucky though. You got put in the same dorm room. Knowing my luck, I'm stuck with some frilly pink princess who is in love with Justin Timberlake."
"Quit complaining and start moving Blacky. The sooner we move our stuff to our rooms the sooner we can find the decent coffee." Freddy stuffed his drumsticks in his back pocket.
"Call my cell when you guys want to head out." Katie entered the building.
The two boys were silent for a moment. "What's up with her?" Freddy asked.
"Nerves probably. She did almost mention Summer though. She never talks about her."
"Sore subject. They were best friends. Then Summer moved, and dropped off the face of the earth, never to be heard from again."
"She needs to get over that. I'll admit it sucks that we haven't gotten so much as an instant message, but its been four years. Summer's gone."
§ § §
Katie walked through the bustling, crooked halls of the dorm building, until she found room 117. Its door was painted black like all the others, chipped places where people had left tape for too long. Already attached to the door was a dry erase board, though Katie thought it was rather low. Reading it, she placed her bag on the floor.
Hey Roomie!
Sorry, I'm not there to meet you yet. I had to get my caffeine fix, otherwise you wouldn't want to meet me anyway. Bringing all that stuff from a vehicle, takes a lot out of you, even if this is the first floor. I took the bed on the floor. I checked with the RA though. If you want a floor bed, you can take the other bed down easily enough. The room's pretty nice. I haven't put my posters or anything up yet, because I figured we should each have a take in arranging the room, that way we'll be off on a good foot. I'd sign my name, but I want to go with this whole mystery thing the place has got going for us. Happy unpacking!
Katie half smiled at the girl's antics, even though it was a bit energetic for her tastes. She grabbed her bag and opened the door with her key. She stepped inside and took in her new surroundings. The carpet was plain and gray, relatively clean for being part of a dorm room. The walls were plain and off-white. As was written, a there was a bed on the floor, with black sheets on it. It had three bags tossed haphazardly on it. All the other suitcases were stacked neatly against one wall. Her roommate's desk had a computer on it, and below it, barely visible was a printer. She could also see a white minifridge, and a TV with DVD player.
Each side of the room had a large wooden closet. Katie saw her bed was bunk style, but instead of a second bed beneath, was her desk. Thus was the extent of the room so far. "Well, only twenty more trips to go, then it'll be coffee time for me." She sighed tossing her bag on top of the bed and exiting the room once more.
§ § §
"So you haven't actually met your roommate yet?" Zack asked, half dubiously as the three friends began to walk down the path towards the main part of the campus.
Katie shook her head. "All I got was a message on the dry erase board. So far she seems decent though. She's waiting to put up her stuff so we can do it together so the room isn't overrun by her stuff or something. I should be able to tolerate her."
"With a lot of coffee right?" Freddy smirked.
"There's no situation that doesn't require a lot of coffee." Katie informed. "What about you two? The room turning out good?"
"Are you kidding?!" Freddy exclaimed before Zack could say anything. "Did you know these rooms are soundproofed? We can work on our stuff at anytime."
"As you can see this impressed our little Whacker." Zack rolled his eyes.
"Shut the hell up Slick."
Zack ignored the annoyed drummer. "What he doesn't realize is that college is going to require some studying on his part."
"Wrong. What Whacker here doesn't realize is what study means."
"That hurts guys. Right here." Freddy pointed at his chest.
Katie pulled out the map she had been given by her RA. "According to this, we have three choices. We can brave the cafeteria, go to a stand by one of the libraries, or go to the Coffee Shop Around The Corner."
"Around the corner." Zack decided. "Sounds promising. Which corner are we talking?"
"None of these, that's the name of the shop." Katie explained.
Freddy had to be a smart ass. "Lets claim false advertising when we get there."
"Whacker, this entire path is a corner. Follow it until you see a little brick building with a street dining area enclosed in a wrought iron fence."
The three walked in a silence, the lack of conversation not really bothering them. It stayed until Zack made a suggestion. "After this you might as well show us your dorm room and have us meet your roommate too. She will most likely see a lot of us."
"Are you serious, Slick or do you just want to see if she's hot? Because you normally aren't one to care if someone knows you. Even if they will be seeing a lot of you." Katie turned into the coffee shop.
"A person can't turn considerate?" Zack looked at the menu.
"Not you in two hours. I know you better than that. So what's the deal?"
"No deal. I just think since you have to live with this girl, you should get off on the right foot and introduce your friends properly."
Freddy tapped Katie's shoulder. "I think he's on crack."
"The only person on crack in this group is you, Jones." Katie paused. "Yes I'll have you meet my roommate after we get our caffeine. But don't blame me if she ends up being a nutjob that I was unable to warn you about."
Zack nodded. "Do you honestly think she could be that bad? I thought you could tolerate her."
"You never know. She did use the word roomie."
"Freddy was using that word two days ago." Zack pointed out.
"That's why I'm nervous."
§ § §
Katie led Zack and Freddy through the dorm hall back to her room. It was just as busy as it had been earlier, late arrivers or procrastinators just getting there things inside. One pair of girls were decorating there door with pink flower stickers. "Remind me not to make friends with them." Katie fake shuddered.
"You won't need us. Every time you walk by that door should be reminder enough." Zack grimaced.
"Very true." Katie stopped in front of her door, which was cracked open. "It appears the room mate is here. Are you ready?"
"I think the question is if you are. Remember we don't have to live with this girl. We can just chose to date her."
"Shut up Jones." Katie pushed the door open, revealing a girl sitting behind the computer. ( The desk was situated so the person could face the door.) She didn't say anything as she entered the room. Neither did Freddy or Zack.
The girl quickly looked up from her computer. "Hi. I'm sorry I didn't notice you right away I was just reading something." Her jaw dropped in recognition, as did Katie's, Zack's and Freddy's. "Katie? Zack? Freddy? Is that you?"
"Summer?" Zack was the quickest to recover. "What are you doing here? I thought you moved to California."
"It's a long story that ends with college. I can't believe it's you guys. You're going to have to forgive me for not getting up to do the happy reunion hug or anything. It's a bit difficult for me."
"What are you talking about?" Katie blinked.
"Well, first of all, I have to get my chair unstuck." Summer, struggled for a second before the she slid back from the desk. "Second is I can't exactly stand, much less jump up and down, as is required in a happy reunion hug."
As she moved to the front of the desk, Freddy spoke, stating the obvious. "Summer, you're in a wheelchair."
That's the first chapter. How is it? Please let me know in your reviews. Another thing I have to know is pairing preference. Zack/Summer, or Freddy/Summer. Katie will most likely end up with the one Summer's not ending up with, if that makes any difference to your voting.
Random Quote of the Day: "You freak you freakish person!" – S. Cropley