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Disclaimer: I claim no ownership of anything School of Rock. However, the ProJams audition is mine, as well as all the bands and characters you do not recognize.
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Mr. Dewey Finn,
My name is Bradley Chaster, and I am the founder of the ProJams Rock Band Auditions. I am writing to you, in hopes that you and the seven members of your band will join me and Luke Willow, our host, at the competition.
Your role in the competition would be as judges, and esteemed guests of honor this May 12th at the Nature's Path Café on the south side of Rose Boulevard.
The prizes, should you agree, would be a small record deal with ProJams, a ProJams sponsored international tour with School of Rock, your band, and a free concert for the school of the winners.
Thank you for taking time out of your day to read my invitation, and we hope to be hearing from you in acceptance before the 3rd of May.
Sincerely,
Bradley Chaster, founder
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At the School of Rock Practice Place (aka Dewey's apartment)
Dewey Finn's eyes widened significantly as he read through the letter. He read it four times before he could even believe it. As he finished, he yelped with joy.
"Guys!" he called, tearing out of the kitchen of the apartment, racing down the hall to the practice room. "Guys, where are you?" He found the seven fifteen year olds talking and joking around before practice was to start. They all came to attention when Dewey burst in, out of breath, waving the letter.
"We have," he gasped, "been invited to an audition for bands for the ProJams annual thing." The band members chattered excitedly amoungst themselves at the news. Dewey went on to read the letter to the seven teens.
Zack, the guitarist with brown hair and equally brown eyes.
Lawrence, the keyboardist with thick black hair, glasses, and a polite, Asian demeanor about him.
Katie, the bassist, who had thick chestnut hair and a sultry set of deep, dark eyes.
Freddy, the drummer, who had shaggy blond hair, deep chocolate colored eyes, and his very own trademark smile that sent many girls hearts a flutter.
Alicia, one backup singer, was a short, sassy, African American girl with an attitude.
Marta, a small blond with a sweet personality was also a backup singer.
Tomika was the third and final backup singer, was a heavy set African American girl.
These seven band members made up the newly famous School of Rock, only newly famous because of a big screw up in the recording studio, even though they had been together since fifth grade, and were led by none other than Dewey Finn.
"So, ya'll wanna do this?" he asked, and the response was explosive. Just as they were all screaming, Summer, band manager walked in, taken aback by the noise. They all filled her in on what was happening, and she lost her cool, complacent composure, jumping up and down, screaming. When everyone had calmed down, Dewey cancelled practice, sending everyone home so he could respond back to Brad Chaster.