A/N: hey guys sorry it took so long to update but things have been a little hectic, I've just started one-act have recently broken up with my boyfriend. So, anyways much thanks to my two reviewsm 'Theblacksoul' and 'I am not a chipmunk' well hope you enjoy

One year later Zach sat on his bed, unconsiously plucking the strings of his guitar. He played sometimes in his room but that was the only time he ever picked up his guitar now days...

(Flash Back)

The remaining members of the band sat in a small circle on the floor of Dewey's extremely untidy appartment. It had been two days since the funeral and the eyes of the band members were still red from the crying. Dewey sat in the middle of the circle a huge, fake smile plastered on his face. Even though he had the demeanor of a perfectly happy person, just one look into his baggy dark-clouded eyes and one could tell that he hadn't slept since accident. He was in pain, anyone could tell that and no one would have blammed him for not trying to seem happy but, never the less, smile he did.

" ok guys here is the dilly-o" Dewey started in an overly excited tone but he was cut off by the small, hoarse whisper of Summer.

"Don't Dewey." He looked at Summer slightly confused. "Just don't...please"

"Summer what are you talking about" he asked even though everyone already knew the answer to that.

"Dewey, don't act like everything is ok. Dont sit there and pretend that it's just another band rehearsle and that shes not dead, because she is dead...oh God, she's dead and you're just talking with the same happy, cheerful antics that you always use to." Tears were streaming freely down Summer's face and surprisingly enough Dewey's as well.

"I know she is Summer, I know...but...but what are we going to do about the band" Several people jumped in surprise as Zach sprung to his feet, his face bright red with fury. he was trembling and his fists were clenched .

" The band? You are thinking about the damn band at a time like this? Is that all you care about? living out your dream? No matter what the hell has just happened? Oh she's dead, let's shed a few tears and move on"

"Zach"

"Shut up! No way, I am not doing this anymore. I can't. If all of us aren't here then I am not playing." Freddy looked worridly up at him, relization hitting him.

" What are you saying man"

" I'm sorry...I quit." several band members jumped to their feet.

" what" Marta said, shocked.

"you heard me, I...I quit." And with out any further words to the rest of the band members, Zach walked out the door of the aparment and never once turned back.

(End Flashback)

Zach never had come back to the band. The band had tried to continue without him but with their lead guitarist and lead back-up singer gone their efforts were futile. Plus, their hearts weren't really in it anyways. So within two months of Tomika's death the band 'School of Rock' no longer exsisted. Zach had regreted walking out of the room from the very minute he had. He missed playing to no end, after all it was his life, but his pride was too much and he just refused to go back.

Freddy Jones walked slowly down the hall whitsling softly to himself whilst running his fingers through his fluffy light blond hair. he was the only on in the hall seeing as how he had to stay at school till five o'clock because of a detention. he smirked as he thought of why he had gotten the detention in the first place. Mr. Cassely, his chimistry teacher, had been the one to give it to him. Mr. Cassely was an alarmingly strange little man, with his giant glasses that magnifyed his pupils till they were huge, and his greasy long hair, and his crooked nose, and the fact that her wore no socks, and also Freddy swore that he ate his own buggers, and the list goes on and on but that would take to long. Well, anyways, Freddy had "accidently" come into class slightly late, by about thirty minutes, and the teacher had told him that he was tardy and would not be getting his credit for class today. So, Freddy, innocently enough told Mr. Cassely that if he cleaned up a bit that he might actually could get a date instead of wanking off to ' I Love Lucy' everyt night and the next thing he knew he was scrubbing out test tubes in the science lab. Freddy laughed slightly to himself...it had been worth it.

Freddy's thoughts were cut short when he heard soft music coming from one of the classrooms. Out of curiosity Freddy walked over to the classroom an peeked inside. He saw a tiny and very beautiful girl sitting at a piano, singing. She had long, sleek black hair, black eyes, and her dark skin was unflawed and gorgeous. she was quite tiny and seemed to be about 5'4". Freddy recognized her immediatly though he hadnt seen her in about a year. She was a grade younger than him and had been home schooled since her sister's death, up until now. Freddy stared transfixed at Tomika's little sister, Crissa as she continued to sing. though they looked nothing a like, Crissa had inherieted something from her sister, and that was her voice.