Disclaimer: I will never own SoR

A/N: Once again, sorry for slowness. I was sick for 3 days..and my internet wasn't working. I also had midterms to study for. I had 2 today, and 2 regular tests. But, alas, testing is over. YAY! And Happy Catholic Schools week!

heartbreakerginny: You'll see. I actually thought this out for quite a while

NathanScott23: I really needed to plug my favorite ship in. I love OTH and Nathan and Naley! I'll probably use that empty free time, from no new OTH, to write chapter 10

Chapter 9: Backstage and a Performance (edited: July 14th, 2013)

Summer:

"What do you mean by 'how are we getting there?' " I asked slowly.

Freddy took a deep breath in. "Well, we're quite a large group, and we're going together. So, how do we get there?"

"What do you mean?! I put you and Zack in charge of it! One job! One job!" I started my panic attack mode. "This is not good, we'll never perform, we won't win, and we won't surprise Dewey!" I started to nervously tap my fingers on my clipboard.

Freddy inched over to where I was and put his arms around me. "Sorry, Tink, I guess we didn't hear. We probably did, but it slipped. But it's no reason to panic. We can get there...and in style."

"How?" I asked.

"Limos. Yours and mine." Of course! I never think straight when I panic.

So it was settled. My driver would take the performers (Me, Freddy, Zack, Tomika, Alicia, Katie, Lawrence, and Marta). Freddy's driver would take the stage crew (Billy, Leonard, Frankie, Eleni, Michelle, Gordon, and Marco).

We got into the cars and waited for our shining moment...in many hours.

Freddy:

The limos came to a halt and we climbed out of the limo to the performers area . Only Billy was allowed to follow us, mainly because he is a control freak and we might need him in case of any clothes emergency.

Summer was leaning over the registry desk, signing us in, trying to tell this practically deaf old lady who we are. Not much progress.

"WE - ARE - THE - SCHOOL - OF - ROCK!" Summer shouted for the third time.

"I'm sorry dear, what was that?" the old lady said quietly.

Katie joined in. "SCHOOOOL OFFFF ROOOOCK!" they yelled.

"Oh, School of Rock? You're now signed in. Good luck."

Katie and Summer were muttering under their breath as they led us backstage, and into our dressing room. The crew met us there.

We crashed on the couch as Katie and Summer started complaining.

"How in the world do you hire a lady who surely needs a hearing aid, to lead people in and out of one of the biggest concerts?!" Katie exclaimed

Zack sighed, "Could you two just deal? I bet they couldn't get her to leave or something. We left her, she's not here with us, so let's calm down and wait. FOR four hours!"

"Actually, four and a half," Billy corrected quietly.

"LIKE IT MATTERS!" we all screeched in reply. This was too long of a wait just to be a last act.

A few hours in, we got tired of watching all the other acts, and retreated to our room again, where we found an agitated Summer on a pedestal, being bothered by Billy.

"Please, Billy! I don't WANT anymore glitter! The outfit looks fine!" Summer groaned.

"Just a few more rhinestones...just a few!" Billy pleaded. Zack came up behind up and lifted him up.

"'Ello, Fancypants. Do you mind? We'd like our lead singer to actually have a voice." He placed him on a chair.

Summer breathed a long sigh of relief, jumped down, and hugged Zack, "Thank youuuuuu!" she said happily.

Summer:

Tomika, Alicia, and Marta were warming up their voices. I didn't believe in that. I think it's really weird to make odd animal noises. Just be quiet and you won't have to worry.

We go on in twenty minutes. Am I scared? I have no clue. Ask me when I'm done performing.

Freddy came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. "Scared? Nervous? Anything at all?"

I laughed, "No. Of course not. It's just like -"

"Riding a bike, I know, Sum. I know.."

I nodded in response. "What about you? Are you nervous?"

"Of course I am! I practically hold everything together...one wrong step, and I can ruin our chances of winning!"

"Okay, calm down. You won't mess up. Think positive."

"Okay, I'm positive I'll mess up."

"That line is too overused."

He laughed, "I know." He leaned over to kiss me on the cheek and rested his head on top of mine.

A man in his early thirties came up to us. "Uh, Summer Hathaway? Manager?"

"Uh, that's me," I shrugged. What does he want?

"Your band is on in five."

"Alright." I led the performers to the wings of the stage.

The second to last act walked off. We walked on, and breathlessly waited for the to curtain open up.

Oh. My. Rock. Why did I agree with this? Why oh why did I EVER agree to be the lead singer. Oh no, I think I'm about to have a panic attack.

The curtains opened and I took a deep breath.

Freddy:

The announcer dude announced us and we started in with the instruments.

I stared at Summer, seeing the dazed look on her face. Was she going to do anything?! Come on Sum, your part goes on in two seconds.

I closed my eyes, but when I opened them, Summer was smiling, and singing her heart out. We finished the song perfectly.

Dewey:

Do you see what I see? Because, I see Tinkerbell singing.

Summer:

We took our bows and ran for dear life into the wings. Katie got to me first and hugged me, but Freddy got to me next and didn't let go the whole time. But no one else did anything; they stood, waiting for the announcer to read off first place.

Two seconds later, we were gathered into a circle, holding hands, praying and praying.

"Our winner is...School of Rock!"

Saw that one coming, right?

We ran right back on stage, in a screaming frenzy!

Freddy picked me up and twirled me around and then...

Freddy and Summer:

...then we kissed.

A/N: Hey! Hope everyone liked it. With most of my exams out of the way, I'm free to write. But it's also...dun dun dun, research paper time, so I'll try to update as soon as possible.

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