A/N: Well, I have it done. Just to clear up confusion, I have it set in a medium sized town outside NYC. It is half upper class, half middle and lower class. I haven't seen the movie in forever, and I couldn't remember where it was set. So it is a medium sized town about fifteen-twenty minutes from NYC.

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Disclaimer: It doesn't belong to me. Hence the title fanfiction.

Freddy's POV

The band had changed. People move, shit happens, and life goes on. That is just how it goes. We are now down to Katie on bass, Zack on lead guitar, Summer on back-up and vocals, and myself on drums. The sad part is that we actually have just as much fun with only a fraction of the drama compared to before. It feels much more comfortable because we (the four of us) were best friends among the band.

If you had asked me in 5th grade if Summer would ever be one of my best friends, I would have told you that you were out of your mind. Of course, I didn't know her then. I got to know her over time, and she is amazing.

When Katie suggested Summer for the lead singer, I was very confused. She hadn't been good when we started the band. Why would she be any better only a few years later? I was proven wrong later that day. She "auditioned" for us. I had to agreed with Zack when he said that while she wasn't a powerhouse like Tomika, she has a voice like an angel.

Now, we still rock hardcore. Just with less people. We've become pretty popular. Not that it is a surprise or anything. After it was narrowed down to just the four of us, we decided we'd rather keep the nicknames between us. So now we use our real names on stage. It's kind of nice having something between friends.

Summer and I have nicknames for each other. It all started when she made me watch the live version of Peter Pan last year. She started calling me Peter Pan because she said I was the boy who didn't want to grow up. Not very long after, I began to call her My Wendy Lady. I doubt any who haven't seen the movie understand the significance of that, but I don't know if she does either. I guess she thinks I am calling her my voice of reason. I'm not.

I'm guessing that you are a bit confused about that last bit. I should start more at the beginning if you are to understand. So, I will.

I know that I have a reputation of being sort of a bad boy. I'm not exactly proud of it, but it is kinda nice. Anyway, ever since the beginning of freshman year, our class has basically been running the school. As the pretty much undisputed most popular guy, I became the leader of the guys.

Summer was my opposite, yet she held the same position. She was nice, innocent, pure, and impossible to go on more than three dates with. I've been told by everyone that I break girls' hearts, but for some reason, they just can't hate me.

Summer was the same way. She went out for one date with just about anyone, to go on two dates was rare, and three was practically unheard of. Most were of the opinion that our dating patterns had the same effect. She was nicer about it, but she had just as many boyfriends as I had girlfriends. Although, she somehow maintained her innocence, purity, kindness, and appeal. Of course, that is not exactly a surprise. Tinkerbell is drop dead gorgeous.

When you look at her, she seems to be ten-feet tall. In reality, she is five-foot, three-inches. I guess it's just her energy. She still has her long, black hair, but she put in subtle blue highlights. Her eyes are a medium brown with emerald green flecks that sparkle. Her lips are perfectly shaped, ruby red, and definitely kissable. Summer's skin remains almost shockingly pale against her hair, but in the warmer months turns a nice golden color. And she's definitely curvy.

Ahem...blushes Moving on, my parents said that I had to get a tutor since my grades were slipping at the beginning of this year. She agreed to help me. I had a little bit of a thing for her then, but so much close contact everyday made her irresistible. It became less about her looks and more about how she bit her lip when she didn't know what to say. Or how she played with her hair when she was bored...

Anyway, I fell for her. Summer's just...amazing. She is My Wendy Lady. I suppose that is why I called her that. She is everything I could want and more. Plus, I think she is like the one person my parents would like me to date. They know Tinkerbell pretty well. She spends a lot of time at our house since she basically lives alone.

My parents think that is horrible, and invited her to come anytime. It would be kind of nice to have a parent-approved girlfriend for once. I have had more girlfriends than they know about, but the ones they did know about didn't meet their relatively low standards. I know Summer goes above and beyond them.

I know I should feel sort of bad for saying this next thing, but I don't. Since Zack and Katie are dating, we don't see them as much. I'm very happy about this because it means more alone time with Summer. Kind of selfish, but what can I say? I don't share well, and I have decided that Summer is mine.

It's a week before prom at Horace Green, and I don't have a date...yet. We're all gonna go out to dance tonight at a club. It will take some doing. The club we're going to does serve alcohol, but we play there occasionally. They like us. I hope we get in because I'll get to dance with her before I ask her and risk losing her friendship.

Hopefully, she'll say yes. Not fucking likely. I'm such a big screw-up. I'll only taint everything about her. Why would she want me?

But, hey. A guy's got to try, right?

A/N2: There is the second chapter. I hope to get the next chapter up tomorrow or Sunday. I should have time to write, but there are not guarantees. Please review. Thank you.