Title - Without you

Chapter title - "Do you think I'm old?"

Author - Billiebumface (B)

Disclaimer - I do not own the School of Rock or any of the characters in it. The plot however and any other characters not recognized from the film are mine.

A/n - First School of Rock fanfiction :D I just love it too much not to do one :D

Dewey Finn drummed his fingers against the table top, eyebrows furrowing together in deep thought as he waited for the rest of the band to show up. Had Ned and Patty still been a couple they would no doubt be nagging him to be quiet and clean up. Thankfully Ned had dumped her not long after the battle of the bands and was out with another temp...[i]sub[/i] getting dinner. Dewey was brought out of his thought when Summer's tense voice drifted under the door.
"I told you, I'll talk to the band and get back to you. Goodbye." With a sigh Summer hung up and knocked on Dewey's door. Usually she'd go straight inside but after catching him 'romancing' some groupie she'd rather knock first.

Dewey let the now 17 year old inside and sat back at the table, not bothering with a greeting. Summer sat beside him with a frown.
"What's up D?"
"Do you think I'm old?"
Summer was taken aback by Dewey's question and for once in her life was unsure how to answer. Compared to herself and the band, he was old. But in general terms he was middle-aged. Which to Dewey also meant old. At Summer's hesitation Dewey groaned and dropped his head onto the table with a thud.
"D, is this some kind of mid-life crisis?"
"No? I just saw a video of us on the Internet and I look out of place up there. Maybe it's time I took a step back and just...mentor the band."
Luckily for Dewey, Summer was mature past her years and had quit being so anal and so he found it easy to talk to her as an adult.
"Well it's your choice as much as it is the bands. If they agree then I'll look into finding a suitable replacement."

They waited for the rest of the band to arrive, which they all did in around half an hour or so. Freddie and Zack being the last.
"Sup, Tink." Smirked Freddie ruffling Summer's immaculately neat hair. The pair were like brother and sister, constantly trying to annoy each other and most of the time succeeding.
"Sit down Spazzy, we have important matters to discuss."
Freddie did as he was told and joined the rest of the band around the table. Dewey explained how he felt and sat back to let them think.
"I thought you said you were never to old to rock?" Frowned Zack.
"Yeah. Look at Ozzy, He's still kicking ass." Agreed Freddie tapping his fingers on the table.
"I know man but I just don't feel it anymore. I mean...I feel it, the music but it's just not the same on stage for me."

Eventually the band accepted that Dewey was just going to be their mentor from now on.
"So what do we do now?" Asked Lawrence adjusting his glasses.
"Well, we can either hold auditions which could take forever and potentially lead nowhere or we could look closer to home." Said Summer putting on her 'manager' voice.
"What do you mean, closer to home?" Asked Katie brushing her fringe from her eyes.
"Look closer at people's talents in school. There's a new student joining tomorrow who was top of her music class in her last school." Smiled Summer who had moved from class factotum to the head's assistant and was in frequent knowledge of the goings on around school.
The band soon went back home, without any actual practice, ready to be on the talent hunt at school tomorrow.