Summary: The band is in 7th grade. Someone new comes along and changes everything. A tragedy happens.
All Grown Up
Chapter 1
Summer's POV
"I can't believe Dewey canceled practice right before the big competition!" exclaimed Summer Hathaway into her cell phone angrily. Katie Brown, her good friend, was on the other end.
"Exactly. Next thing you know, he's going to cancel the competition, break up the band, and kill his damn self!" Katie deadpanned, but Summer knew she was kidding. They continued talking for a little bit, until Katie had to go.
"Mom wants to spend 'quality time' with me and Clark," Katie said before she and Summer hung up. Summer tucked her phone in her purse, and continued walking home.
"Hi, Mom! I'm home!" Summer called as soon as she walked into her big house. She slipped off her school shoes, rubbed her feet quickly, and shook off her light jacket, hanging it up on the coat rack. There was no answer.
"Okay..." Summer said slowly. It wasn't like her mom to be away during the weekdays. She shrugged it off, and checked the voicemail.
"You have 2 new messages. First message - March 2nd, 2004, at 2:42p.m. from 628-4795. 'Allison, it's your mother. I'm wondering what you are doing next weekend. I was suggesting, if you aren't busy, we could go shopping. Call me back! Ciao!' Second message – March 2nd, 2004, at 3:40p.m. from 126-0874. 'Summer, it's Dewey, I'm calling to tell ya that those stupid ass competition people canceled the competition. I think it's your duty to tell the rest of the band, regardless of what they say. Well, sorry 'bout it, but I gotta get off the phone here. Bye!'"
Summer stared at the answering machine in disbelief. She shook it off, as it wasn't the first competition that was canceled. Picking up the phone, she dialed Freddy Jones's house first.
"Yo!" Freddy answered on the first ring. Loud music could be heard in the background.
"Hi, Freddy. It's Summer," Summer said. Freddy obviously lowered the volume of the stereo, because it wasn't as loud as before.
"'Sup," Freddy said.
"The comp was canceled," Summer said. Freddy sighed.
"I see. Are you gonna call the rest or should I?"
"No, I will." They talked for a little while longer, mainly about the band, until Summer had to make more phone calls. Then they hung up.
Summer began to dial Lawrence's number, bracing herself for more calls.
Katie's POV
Katie Brown was finished spending quality time with her mom and little brother, Clark, and had gone up to her room. She was then looking at her appearance in the mirror. She had brown hair, a little past her shoulders, with faint red highlights in it, brown eyes, and was a little tall and a bit built.
"I'm not that pretty," She said aloud, to no one in particular. She looked down at her Ramones t-shirt, red plaid pants, and black clunky boots. Sure, she looked cute in those clothes, but she wanted to be drop- dead gorgeous.
Going over to her vanity, she picked up the make-up box full of make- up she had picked up here and there, but hardly ever used. Maybe now was the time to use it.
'Kind of like early maturing,' Katie thought. She hasn't begun growing breasts, or had started her period. Not even pubic hair! She picked up a tube of gold-red lipstick, and applied it to her puckered-up lips. Some got on her skin above her lip, but she wiped that off.
She picked up some eye-shadow, looked up at her eyes, and busily got to work.
A little while later, she had applied make-up, but looked like a clown! Upset, Katie laid her head down on the vanity, and began to cry softly. She wished she had an older sister to help her with her make-up! She picked up a towel from the floor, and wiped off her make-up. Katie still had faint make-up on, but she would wash that off when she went to take her shower.
RIIIIIIING! Rang Katie's phone, and she dashed to answer it. It was Summer, telling her the competition was canceled. Katie wasn't surprised.
For a little bit, the girls talked about boys, make-up, and maturing. Then Katie had to take her shower, so she said 'bye, and hung up.
Katie walked out of her bedroom to the bathroom, took a quick, relaxing shower, hopped out, dried her hair, and walked back to her bedroom. She changed into a pair of sleep pants, tank top, and pulled her hair back into a ponytail. Katie lifted her comforter, and slid into bed, feeling discouraged about her appearance, as she did every night before she went to bed.
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Katie woke up about an hour before school started, which she felt really happy about that morning. She was humming one of their songs while she sifted through her closet, looking for the perfect outfit for that day. She didn't have to look long.
She pulled out her favorite t-shirt, which was black and it had a rockin' Sponge Bob on it, a purple mini-skirt, and knee-length clunky boots. She smiled at her choice of clothes, and immediately put them on. Katie modeled for herself, and felt satisfied.
'Now for my hair and face,' Katie thought, and walked over to her vanity. She pulled out a pale pink lipstick, applied some lightly, none on her skin this time, and a bit of mascara. Those were the only two she knew how to put on right. She looked at herself, and smiled again.
Moving onto her hair, Katie pulled out a semi-permanent easy-to-apply highlight applier. It didn't come in a box like normally. It was in a tube. Anyways, Katie made her red highlights redder, and fresher. She waited until they dried, then she sprayed some hair-spray in her hair, so it would stay in the style that it was in.
"I look good," Katie said aloud. She smiled for the third time, and scooped up her backpack to go to school.
Marta's POV
Marta, one of Summer and Katie's friend, woke up to the sound of her alarm clock. Her blond hair was tousled, and she felt really sleepy. She got out of bed, not fully awake. She walked into her private bathroom to take a quick shower to wake her up. When she was finished, Marta walked out to go into her walk-in closet to pick out an outfit. She pulled out a pair of faded flare jeans, and a red top that said School of Rock on it. Marta went to lay it on her bed, as she was still naked and needed to get her underwear and bra.
Marta pulled out a pair of silky pink thongs and a matching bra. Marta didn't have a huge rack, but she had some boobs. She slid on the thongs and bra, and then put on her clothes. She added a pair of black sneakers, after picking up her backpack.
"Damn it!" Marta swore aloud suddenly. She didn't know why, but she had a sudden urge to swear. Shrugging off the sudden outburst, Marta went downstairs to get some breakfast and go to school.
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"Marta!" called Eleni, Marta's best friend. She looked confused, and Marta ran to her.
"What's up?" asked Marta. Eleni shyly looked down at the ground.
"Zack asked me out!" Eleni said finally. Marta, jealous, looked at her friend.
"Are you serious?" Marta asked. Zack Mooneyham was Marta's major crush and only Eleni knew. Now Eleni blew it, and Marta assumed she knew it.
"Yeah...Marta?" Eleni finally noticed. "Are you alright?"
"NO!" shouted Marta. "I am NOT all right! You knew I liked him, and now you blew my chances of going out with him!" Eleni suddenly looked small and scared, and she scampered off, upset. Marta knew what she had done, and felt immediately felt ashamed. Katie and Summer, who were together, walked over to Marta.
"Why were you yelling?" Summer asked. Marta looked down.
"I...had a sudden urge to snap," Marta said lamely. Summer stared at her critically.
"Have you stared your period?" Katie blurted. Katie might have not started, but she knew when people were on or were about to start.
"No...never, why?" Marta asked, just as the bell rang. Katie never got to answer her, because the girls had to run to class or they would be late.
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It was during Study Hall when Marta had a stomach ache. She passed it as a side-affect from the school lunch, and figured it would go away soon. But it didn't, even through her favorite subject, art.
"Ms. Greer?" asked Marta, during art. Ms. Greer walked over to her, and asked what was up.
"I don't feel good, my stomach hurts," Marta said.
"Why don't you go to the restroom?" suggested Ms. Greer. She gave her a hall pass and sent her to the restroom. Marta practically ran to the restroom and locked herself into a stall. She yanked down her pants and went to the restroom. That's when she smelled a faint smell of dried blood.
'Oh, shit,' Marta thought. She started her period.
Eleni's POV
Eleni sat by herself at lunch, barely eating. Zack had tried to talk to her, but she just avoided him. She looked down at her shirt, and felt ashamed for some reason. She brushed back her hair, thinking of her outfit.
Eleni decided to wear a V-neck sleeveless shirt with a pair of major flare pants and her favorite 7 in. boots. She probably looked revealing to the boys, and that's why Zack probably asked her out. She felt upset, alone, and weird, especially since Marta had snapped at her.
"Why?" Eleni asked aloud. Why did she have to go through this? Her parents were splitting up, her best friend's crush asked her out, like this is any of her fault, she was failing three classes, and was on the verge of running away.
The lunch bell rang, meaning lunch was over, and Eleni threw her not- eaten lunch away. She walked to her next class, feeling alone.
Michelle's POV
Michelle, almost the class slut, finished making out with Craig Wilkins, a very hot and very popular 9th grader. He gave her breast a squeeze, making her giggle. She gave him a quick kiss, and left the unisex bathroom. Feeling happy with herself, she walked to the next class. Michelle knew people that she wasn't a virgin, but she was. Nobody believed her.
"Hi, Frank," said Michelle, seeing a good friend of hers, who was in the 10th grade. He winked at her, and came up to her.
"Whattada say we ditch next period and go on our own?" Frank suggested, grinning. Michelle pretended to think about it, and smiled, nodding. Frank took her hand, and took Michelle back to the unisex bathroom. He locked the door, leaving them alone where they wouldn't be caught.
"Damn, girl, your tits get bigger every time I see ya," Frank said, making Michelle blush. He gave them a light squeeze, and kissed her on the lips. Frank wrapped his arms around her thin waist, kissing her still. He slid some tongue in her mouth, which Michelle gladly accepted. Frank pushed her against the cold tile wall, leaning against her. It tingled her skin just to feel his warm body against hers while she was on the cold wall...
"Can I see?" Frank asked in a kiddy voice, pointing to her chest. Michelle shook her head, and Frank shrugged. He continued kissing her, softly at first, then getting rough. Frank leaned his whole body against Michelle, and his hands slid down to her ass. He grabbed a hold of it, and squeezed. This continued for about a half an hour, until he began to feel her breasts. Michelle didn't let this happen. She stopped kissing him, letting him know that that wasn't okay.
"Fine," Frank said crossly. Michelle shrugged, but kissed him again. The Frenching began, until the bell rang. They straightened up, and left the bathroom. The bell, meaning school was over, rang.
A/N: Please review. I don't mind flamers, but this is my second stab at a fan-fiction, hopefully no Mary-Sues... (
All Grown Up
Chapter 1
Summer's POV
"I can't believe Dewey canceled practice right before the big competition!" exclaimed Summer Hathaway into her cell phone angrily. Katie Brown, her good friend, was on the other end.
"Exactly. Next thing you know, he's going to cancel the competition, break up the band, and kill his damn self!" Katie deadpanned, but Summer knew she was kidding. They continued talking for a little bit, until Katie had to go.
"Mom wants to spend 'quality time' with me and Clark," Katie said before she and Summer hung up. Summer tucked her phone in her purse, and continued walking home.
"Hi, Mom! I'm home!" Summer called as soon as she walked into her big house. She slipped off her school shoes, rubbed her feet quickly, and shook off her light jacket, hanging it up on the coat rack. There was no answer.
"Okay..." Summer said slowly. It wasn't like her mom to be away during the weekdays. She shrugged it off, and checked the voicemail.
"You have 2 new messages. First message - March 2nd, 2004, at 2:42p.m. from 628-4795. 'Allison, it's your mother. I'm wondering what you are doing next weekend. I was suggesting, if you aren't busy, we could go shopping. Call me back! Ciao!' Second message – March 2nd, 2004, at 3:40p.m. from 126-0874. 'Summer, it's Dewey, I'm calling to tell ya that those stupid ass competition people canceled the competition. I think it's your duty to tell the rest of the band, regardless of what they say. Well, sorry 'bout it, but I gotta get off the phone here. Bye!'"
Summer stared at the answering machine in disbelief. She shook it off, as it wasn't the first competition that was canceled. Picking up the phone, she dialed Freddy Jones's house first.
"Yo!" Freddy answered on the first ring. Loud music could be heard in the background.
"Hi, Freddy. It's Summer," Summer said. Freddy obviously lowered the volume of the stereo, because it wasn't as loud as before.
"'Sup," Freddy said.
"The comp was canceled," Summer said. Freddy sighed.
"I see. Are you gonna call the rest or should I?"
"No, I will." They talked for a little while longer, mainly about the band, until Summer had to make more phone calls. Then they hung up.
Summer began to dial Lawrence's number, bracing herself for more calls.
Katie's POV
Katie Brown was finished spending quality time with her mom and little brother, Clark, and had gone up to her room. She was then looking at her appearance in the mirror. She had brown hair, a little past her shoulders, with faint red highlights in it, brown eyes, and was a little tall and a bit built.
"I'm not that pretty," She said aloud, to no one in particular. She looked down at her Ramones t-shirt, red plaid pants, and black clunky boots. Sure, she looked cute in those clothes, but she wanted to be drop- dead gorgeous.
Going over to her vanity, she picked up the make-up box full of make- up she had picked up here and there, but hardly ever used. Maybe now was the time to use it.
'Kind of like early maturing,' Katie thought. She hasn't begun growing breasts, or had started her period. Not even pubic hair! She picked up a tube of gold-red lipstick, and applied it to her puckered-up lips. Some got on her skin above her lip, but she wiped that off.
She picked up some eye-shadow, looked up at her eyes, and busily got to work.
A little while later, she had applied make-up, but looked like a clown! Upset, Katie laid her head down on the vanity, and began to cry softly. She wished she had an older sister to help her with her make-up! She picked up a towel from the floor, and wiped off her make-up. Katie still had faint make-up on, but she would wash that off when she went to take her shower.
RIIIIIIING! Rang Katie's phone, and she dashed to answer it. It was Summer, telling her the competition was canceled. Katie wasn't surprised.
For a little bit, the girls talked about boys, make-up, and maturing. Then Katie had to take her shower, so she said 'bye, and hung up.
Katie walked out of her bedroom to the bathroom, took a quick, relaxing shower, hopped out, dried her hair, and walked back to her bedroom. She changed into a pair of sleep pants, tank top, and pulled her hair back into a ponytail. Katie lifted her comforter, and slid into bed, feeling discouraged about her appearance, as she did every night before she went to bed.
...................................................................
Katie woke up about an hour before school started, which she felt really happy about that morning. She was humming one of their songs while she sifted through her closet, looking for the perfect outfit for that day. She didn't have to look long.
She pulled out her favorite t-shirt, which was black and it had a rockin' Sponge Bob on it, a purple mini-skirt, and knee-length clunky boots. She smiled at her choice of clothes, and immediately put them on. Katie modeled for herself, and felt satisfied.
'Now for my hair and face,' Katie thought, and walked over to her vanity. She pulled out a pale pink lipstick, applied some lightly, none on her skin this time, and a bit of mascara. Those were the only two she knew how to put on right. She looked at herself, and smiled again.
Moving onto her hair, Katie pulled out a semi-permanent easy-to-apply highlight applier. It didn't come in a box like normally. It was in a tube. Anyways, Katie made her red highlights redder, and fresher. She waited until they dried, then she sprayed some hair-spray in her hair, so it would stay in the style that it was in.
"I look good," Katie said aloud. She smiled for the third time, and scooped up her backpack to go to school.
Marta's POV
Marta, one of Summer and Katie's friend, woke up to the sound of her alarm clock. Her blond hair was tousled, and she felt really sleepy. She got out of bed, not fully awake. She walked into her private bathroom to take a quick shower to wake her up. When she was finished, Marta walked out to go into her walk-in closet to pick out an outfit. She pulled out a pair of faded flare jeans, and a red top that said School of Rock on it. Marta went to lay it on her bed, as she was still naked and needed to get her underwear and bra.
Marta pulled out a pair of silky pink thongs and a matching bra. Marta didn't have a huge rack, but she had some boobs. She slid on the thongs and bra, and then put on her clothes. She added a pair of black sneakers, after picking up her backpack.
"Damn it!" Marta swore aloud suddenly. She didn't know why, but she had a sudden urge to swear. Shrugging off the sudden outburst, Marta went downstairs to get some breakfast and go to school.
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"Marta!" called Eleni, Marta's best friend. She looked confused, and Marta ran to her.
"What's up?" asked Marta. Eleni shyly looked down at the ground.
"Zack asked me out!" Eleni said finally. Marta, jealous, looked at her friend.
"Are you serious?" Marta asked. Zack Mooneyham was Marta's major crush and only Eleni knew. Now Eleni blew it, and Marta assumed she knew it.
"Yeah...Marta?" Eleni finally noticed. "Are you alright?"
"NO!" shouted Marta. "I am NOT all right! You knew I liked him, and now you blew my chances of going out with him!" Eleni suddenly looked small and scared, and she scampered off, upset. Marta knew what she had done, and felt immediately felt ashamed. Katie and Summer, who were together, walked over to Marta.
"Why were you yelling?" Summer asked. Marta looked down.
"I...had a sudden urge to snap," Marta said lamely. Summer stared at her critically.
"Have you stared your period?" Katie blurted. Katie might have not started, but she knew when people were on or were about to start.
"No...never, why?" Marta asked, just as the bell rang. Katie never got to answer her, because the girls had to run to class or they would be late.
...................................................................
It was during Study Hall when Marta had a stomach ache. She passed it as a side-affect from the school lunch, and figured it would go away soon. But it didn't, even through her favorite subject, art.
"Ms. Greer?" asked Marta, during art. Ms. Greer walked over to her, and asked what was up.
"I don't feel good, my stomach hurts," Marta said.
"Why don't you go to the restroom?" suggested Ms. Greer. She gave her a hall pass and sent her to the restroom. Marta practically ran to the restroom and locked herself into a stall. She yanked down her pants and went to the restroom. That's when she smelled a faint smell of dried blood.
'Oh, shit,' Marta thought. She started her period.
Eleni's POV
Eleni sat by herself at lunch, barely eating. Zack had tried to talk to her, but she just avoided him. She looked down at her shirt, and felt ashamed for some reason. She brushed back her hair, thinking of her outfit.
Eleni decided to wear a V-neck sleeveless shirt with a pair of major flare pants and her favorite 7 in. boots. She probably looked revealing to the boys, and that's why Zack probably asked her out. She felt upset, alone, and weird, especially since Marta had snapped at her.
"Why?" Eleni asked aloud. Why did she have to go through this? Her parents were splitting up, her best friend's crush asked her out, like this is any of her fault, she was failing three classes, and was on the verge of running away.
The lunch bell rang, meaning lunch was over, and Eleni threw her not- eaten lunch away. She walked to her next class, feeling alone.
Michelle's POV
Michelle, almost the class slut, finished making out with Craig Wilkins, a very hot and very popular 9th grader. He gave her breast a squeeze, making her giggle. She gave him a quick kiss, and left the unisex bathroom. Feeling happy with herself, she walked to the next class. Michelle knew people that she wasn't a virgin, but she was. Nobody believed her.
"Hi, Frank," said Michelle, seeing a good friend of hers, who was in the 10th grade. He winked at her, and came up to her.
"Whattada say we ditch next period and go on our own?" Frank suggested, grinning. Michelle pretended to think about it, and smiled, nodding. Frank took her hand, and took Michelle back to the unisex bathroom. He locked the door, leaving them alone where they wouldn't be caught.
"Damn, girl, your tits get bigger every time I see ya," Frank said, making Michelle blush. He gave them a light squeeze, and kissed her on the lips. Frank wrapped his arms around her thin waist, kissing her still. He slid some tongue in her mouth, which Michelle gladly accepted. Frank pushed her against the cold tile wall, leaning against her. It tingled her skin just to feel his warm body against hers while she was on the cold wall...
"Can I see?" Frank asked in a kiddy voice, pointing to her chest. Michelle shook her head, and Frank shrugged. He continued kissing her, softly at first, then getting rough. Frank leaned his whole body against Michelle, and his hands slid down to her ass. He grabbed a hold of it, and squeezed. This continued for about a half an hour, until he began to feel her breasts. Michelle didn't let this happen. She stopped kissing him, letting him know that that wasn't okay.
"Fine," Frank said crossly. Michelle shrugged, but kissed him again. The Frenching began, until the bell rang. They straightened up, and left the bathroom. The bell, meaning school was over, rang.
A/N: Please review. I don't mind flamers, but this is my second stab at a fan-fiction, hopefully no Mary-Sues... (