A/N - Okay, this is my first published fanfic. Hope you guys like it.
If you don't then don't read it. This takes place when everyone's 16.
And lets just pretend that they only have one teacher. "...." =
speaking '....' = thought
Disclaimer – If I actually owned School of Rock or it's characters, do you really think I would be writing at ?
I'm Lost Without You
Chapter 1
Syd Miller quickly got out of bed as her alarm clock rang. Today was her first day at her new school. She knew that if she were late her dad would kill her. She stared at her uniform with disgust. "I can't believe I have to wear this piece of crap," she said to herself as she started to get dressed.
She pulled on a tight black t-shirt, then put her school shirt on and left it unbuttoned. Then, Syd put her earrings in the many holes in her ears. She then put her blue pleated skirt on and then her black knee socks. Because she was in a hurry, Syd left her hair- that was blonde with the ends dyed black and red and reached to the middle of her back –down. She grabbed her tie off her doorknob and let it hang around her neck before running out of her room.
She hastily slid down the banister and grabbed her black messenger bag, shoved on her black Vans, put on her skater helmet, and picked up her skateboard. Syd got on it and skated towards her new school.
When she got there she knew she was late because no one was outside. Syd quickly dismounted her board and ran up the steps. It didn't take her very long for her to find the office, but when she did, she busted in. The secretary jumped a little at the sudden noise.
Syd walked up to her and said, "I'm new."
"Oh, yes. You must be Sydney Miller. Wait one moment please. Ms. Mullins will be right out." Just as Syd was about to sit down, Ms. Mullins walked out of her office.
She looked at Syd and immediately frowned. "Sydney, I realize that you are a new student, therefore I shall overlook these matters for today. At Horace Green Preparatory School we have certain dress code standards. We have our ties tied, our shirts buttoned up, our heads free of any type of headgear while in the building, and we do not under any circumstances bring anything with wheels into the building. I hope that by tomorrow you will have learned to abide by these standards. Please follow me." Syd got up, grabbed her bag and skateboard, and then trudged behind Ms. Mullins.
After about 3 minutes of silence, they reached a door and Ms. Mullins entered. Syd however preferred to lean on the doorframe. "I apologize for interrupting your class Mr. Ritter, but you have a new student. Sydney, please come here." Syd left her position at the door and walked to the front of the class. "This is Sydney Miller. Have a good day Mr. Ritter. Sydney I trust you will remember our conversation." Then she left.
Mr. Ritter smiled at Syd and said, "Welcome to our class Sydney! Please tell us a little about yourself!" Syd looked at Mr. Ritter blankly. She hated teachers, especially ones who acted like they were on crack.
Syd decided she might as well say something. "My name is Syd Miller." Mr. Ritter looked at her as if to say 'Go on.' Syd could tell that the students paying attention were also expecting her to say more. "That's it."
She saw Mr. Ritter's face slightly fall before he covered it up. "Well, what about your hobbies? Where did you move from? Do you have any siblings?"
Syd rolled her eyes before saying, "Dude, look. Let's just cut through the bullshit and get to the point which is 'Where do I sit?'" The atmosphere of the room of the room definitely changed. Mr. Ritter looked completely shocked. Most of the class, who had not been paying attention, were now looking at Syd like she was one of their own. The remaining students, who had been paying attention, were now looking appalled that Syd had told off their teacher.
Once Mr. Ritter had gotten over the initial shock, Syd could tell his attitude towards her had changed. "Well, Miss Miller, you may take a seat next to Mr. Jones. Jones! Raise your hand."
A boy sitting in the back row with spiky blonde hair lazily raised his hand. Syd slowly walked to her seat, dropped her bag next to her chair, and then slouched down. "Everyone, take out a pencil and a piece of paper. We're going to take a test." Syd inwardly groaned. 'Great. A test on my first day. Just what I need.'
Halfway through the test, Syd realized that half the class was looking at her. "Miss Miller, this is not music class. Stop with the pencil tapping!"
"Sorry. Old habit." Syd muttered and put down her pencil.
"So, you a drummer?" a voice next to her whispered. She looked over and saw it was 'Mr. Jones'. Now that she saw him up close, she realized that he didn't look half bad.
"Is it that obvious?" Syd replied.
"Pretty much. I'm Freddy."
"I'm Syd. You play drums too?"
"Yeah I've been playing for about 6 years. How about you?"
"Well – "Before Syd could finish her sentence Mr. Ritter interrupted her.
"Miss Miller, this is a test! No talking! If you disrupt my class one more time, I will give detention for the rest of the week!" Syd flashed Freddy a quick smile before getting back to her work.
A/N – I hope you liked it! I'll try to update soon! I'm almost finished with the second chapter. PLEASE review! Flames are pointless as I play with fire all the time.
Disclaimer – If I actually owned School of Rock or it's characters, do you really think I would be writing at ?
I'm Lost Without You
Chapter 1
Syd Miller quickly got out of bed as her alarm clock rang. Today was her first day at her new school. She knew that if she were late her dad would kill her. She stared at her uniform with disgust. "I can't believe I have to wear this piece of crap," she said to herself as she started to get dressed.
She pulled on a tight black t-shirt, then put her school shirt on and left it unbuttoned. Then, Syd put her earrings in the many holes in her ears. She then put her blue pleated skirt on and then her black knee socks. Because she was in a hurry, Syd left her hair- that was blonde with the ends dyed black and red and reached to the middle of her back –down. She grabbed her tie off her doorknob and let it hang around her neck before running out of her room.
She hastily slid down the banister and grabbed her black messenger bag, shoved on her black Vans, put on her skater helmet, and picked up her skateboard. Syd got on it and skated towards her new school.
When she got there she knew she was late because no one was outside. Syd quickly dismounted her board and ran up the steps. It didn't take her very long for her to find the office, but when she did, she busted in. The secretary jumped a little at the sudden noise.
Syd walked up to her and said, "I'm new."
"Oh, yes. You must be Sydney Miller. Wait one moment please. Ms. Mullins will be right out." Just as Syd was about to sit down, Ms. Mullins walked out of her office.
She looked at Syd and immediately frowned. "Sydney, I realize that you are a new student, therefore I shall overlook these matters for today. At Horace Green Preparatory School we have certain dress code standards. We have our ties tied, our shirts buttoned up, our heads free of any type of headgear while in the building, and we do not under any circumstances bring anything with wheels into the building. I hope that by tomorrow you will have learned to abide by these standards. Please follow me." Syd got up, grabbed her bag and skateboard, and then trudged behind Ms. Mullins.
After about 3 minutes of silence, they reached a door and Ms. Mullins entered. Syd however preferred to lean on the doorframe. "I apologize for interrupting your class Mr. Ritter, but you have a new student. Sydney, please come here." Syd left her position at the door and walked to the front of the class. "This is Sydney Miller. Have a good day Mr. Ritter. Sydney I trust you will remember our conversation." Then she left.
Mr. Ritter smiled at Syd and said, "Welcome to our class Sydney! Please tell us a little about yourself!" Syd looked at Mr. Ritter blankly. She hated teachers, especially ones who acted like they were on crack.
Syd decided she might as well say something. "My name is Syd Miller." Mr. Ritter looked at her as if to say 'Go on.' Syd could tell that the students paying attention were also expecting her to say more. "That's it."
She saw Mr. Ritter's face slightly fall before he covered it up. "Well, what about your hobbies? Where did you move from? Do you have any siblings?"
Syd rolled her eyes before saying, "Dude, look. Let's just cut through the bullshit and get to the point which is 'Where do I sit?'" The atmosphere of the room of the room definitely changed. Mr. Ritter looked completely shocked. Most of the class, who had not been paying attention, were now looking at Syd like she was one of their own. The remaining students, who had been paying attention, were now looking appalled that Syd had told off their teacher.
Once Mr. Ritter had gotten over the initial shock, Syd could tell his attitude towards her had changed. "Well, Miss Miller, you may take a seat next to Mr. Jones. Jones! Raise your hand."
A boy sitting in the back row with spiky blonde hair lazily raised his hand. Syd slowly walked to her seat, dropped her bag next to her chair, and then slouched down. "Everyone, take out a pencil and a piece of paper. We're going to take a test." Syd inwardly groaned. 'Great. A test on my first day. Just what I need.'
Halfway through the test, Syd realized that half the class was looking at her. "Miss Miller, this is not music class. Stop with the pencil tapping!"
"Sorry. Old habit." Syd muttered and put down her pencil.
"So, you a drummer?" a voice next to her whispered. She looked over and saw it was 'Mr. Jones'. Now that she saw him up close, she realized that he didn't look half bad.
"Is it that obvious?" Syd replied.
"Pretty much. I'm Freddy."
"I'm Syd. You play drums too?"
"Yeah I've been playing for about 6 years. How about you?"
"Well – "Before Syd could finish her sentence Mr. Ritter interrupted her.
"Miss Miller, this is a test! No talking! If you disrupt my class one more time, I will give detention for the rest of the week!" Syd flashed Freddy a quick smile before getting back to her work.
A/N – I hope you liked it! I'll try to update soon! I'm almost finished with the second chapter. PLEASE review! Flames are pointless as I play with fire all the time.