A/N: Thank you for all the spectacular reviews, dolls! I still cannot believe how much success this story has. It's so amazing! So, in the mood for some short little replies?

xEmilyHeartsx: If only there was someone that knew why Justin stood Stevie up. Oh wait, there is….Me! Thank you!

AriZevie4EVER: I do put a lot of twists and turns in this story, don't I? The unexpected is always the best way to go!

LunarMoonWater: Interesting idea. The devious plan is definitely something Kacey and Stevie would do. Will it happen? Who knows….

Crystalcharmer: Glad you liked obsessive Kacey and the story!

kibago: Very interesting opinions. Very violent opinions, but very interesting. If you punch a wall, make sure you still have a hand to scroll down and read the rest of the story! Haha!

darknite47: When I read the part of your review that said I know how to rock, I burst out laughing. Don't know why, but I found it hilarious. Haha, thank you!

foreverseddie: I think it would shock everyone if Zander just showed up on the date instead of Justin. Ooh, idea for another chapter? Haha, glad you liked it!

LunarEclipse22428: You should never assume with my stories. I always do the unexpected so we'll see if Justin gets another chance….Thanks for liking the chapter!

Again, thank you to everyone who reviewed or even just read! Ready to find out if Justin gets another chance? You're not? Too bad because the answer is right below! Hope you enjoy!

I don't own How to Rock.

[Stevie]

After pressing the button and waiting for the walking signal, I feel a pair of hands cover my eyes.

"Guess who?"

Immediately knowing the male's voice, I reach my hands up to theirs and reply, "Let's see...The hands are large so I'm guessing it's a guy."

He chuckles. I intertwine my fingers with theirs and add, "Plus, their fingers fit perfectly with mine. Zander?" (A/N: Got this from ashleyXbiebermusic's awesome Zevie story Fall!)

He retreats his hands, and I turn around to see that I was right. I question, "How did you know I'd be here?"

He shrugs. "I know you like to pass by the music shop down the street. Come on."

He puts his right arm around and leads me back down the sidewalk until we reach a rusty red pickup truck parked beside the curb. Zander opens the passenger door and holds his hand out. I laugh and give him a lady-like curtsy before stepping in. He shuts the door, jogs over to his side, hops in, and sticks the car key into the ignition. When he starts driving, I turn up the radio volume knob and nod my head along to Hummingbird Heartbeat by Katy Perry coming out of it. Eventually, I start quietly singing along to the chorus as I stare out the window. Halfway through the song, I notice Zander constantly glancing over to me while smiling.

I wait till we reach a red-light until I turn my head to him and ask, "Okay, why are you looking at me like that?"

He shakes his head still smiling. "Nothing. You've got a really nice voice."

I scoff and look back out the window as the light turns green. Just as I saw Cimorelli street, the street I live on, Zander drove by it.

I turn to him and question, "You do realize that you just passed my street, right?"

He nods. "Who says I'm taking you home?"

I roll my eyes. "Come on, Zander. It's 8:30 and my curfew's 9."

He smirks and states, "I called your mom, and she said you could sleepover at my house."

I sigh. "Fine. Where are we going?"

Zander's smirk widens. He keeps his left hand on the steering wheel as he reaches his arm out to the glove compartment, opens it, pulls out a black blindfold, and tosses it to my lap before returning his righty to the wheel. I kick the compartment close and hold up the blindfold.

He commands, "Put it on."

I scoff, "Yeah, right."

He glances away from the road to give me a look. I groan and mutter, "You're lucky I trust you," before closing my eyes and tying the blindfold around my head. Even though I can't see, I can feel Zander smile out of victory.


When I feel the car stop, I whine, "Can I take this blindfold off now?"

I hear Zander's car door open as he states, "That would ruin the surprise."

After hearing his door slam shut, I cross my arms over my chest and huff. A few seconds later, I hear my door open. A hand, obviously Zander's, takes my right one and helps me out.

I mumble, "This better be good."

He chuckles, shuts the passenger door, puts his hands on my shoulders from behind me, and leads me to god knows where.

"Zander, where are we going?"

"You'll see."

I hear him take his keys out of his pocket, a lock click, and then a door open so we're probably at his house. He steers me in and around like before.

I joke, "You know, this is the part in the movie where you stab me in the neck."

Zander laughs, opens another door, leads me in, shuts the door, and finally says, "Okay, take off the blindfold."

I reach my right hand behind my head and pull it off. Opening my eyes, I realize I'm in Zander's bedroom.

I turn around to him with raised eyebrows. "You kidnapped me for this?"

He took my right hand smiling and saying, "You haven't seen the surprise yet."

He drags me to the corner of the room that is unseen because of his bed where I see a litter bottle of Coca Cola, two red plastic cups, and a Schneider's Pizzeria pizza box.

I furrow my eyebrows and ask, "What's all this?"

Zander gestures to all of the stuff on his carpet and answers, "This is your second chance at a pizza date."

I sit down in the corner and open the box to see a large pepperoni/pineapple/bacon/cheese-crust pizza, making me raise my eyebrows impressed.

Zander sits across from me and explains, "After you called me when you left the pizzeria, I made a quick stop there, picked up all this stuff, set it up, and obviously surprised you. I mean, we already had a planned but cancelled songwriting session. You had a pizza date. Why not combine them together?"

I smile at him and reply, "Thanks. This is probably the cheesiest things anyone has ever done for me."

He laughs and hands me a pizza saying, "If you think this is cheesy, try the pizza."


Zander burst out laughing and questioned, "Are you serious?"

I nod, matching his laughter, and responding, "Why would I not be serious? On my very first date, I went to the movies with the guy. When we turned around to the aisle behind us, my brother Fabian and his sister Nina were having a full make-out session."

We burst out laughing so hard that I had to hold my stomach since my sides hurt. Once the laugher calmed down to just chuckles and grins, Zander holds up the almost empty litter bottle and, in a British accent, asks, "More beverage, my lady?"

I hold out my red plastic cup and, in a Brit accent, reply, "Why thank you, kind sir."

We laugh again, and I take a sip of my drink. When I put my drink back on the ground, I tell Zander, "Again, thanks for this pizza date. After all of this Degrassi drama, I really needed a whole hour of just laughing."

Zander returns my smile and responds, "No problem. Sorry you got stood up."

"Yeah, well, I'm really sorry that I ditched you."

He shrugs, still keeping his bright face. "It's not a big deal. I'd probably ditch myself, too."

Our cliché but cute little moment was cut off by some strings being loudly plucked and barking.

Zander groans and gets up shouting, "Lady!"

He runs out the door saying, "I'll be right back."

I chuckle when he's gone and start cleaning up. As I close the empty box, the door opens and a woman wearing a baby blue apron covered in paint, blue jeans, a flannel shirt, and had her hair messily tied up came into the room.

She saw me, smiled, and walks over to Zander's shelf on the opposite side of the room greeting, "Hey, Stevie. Don't you have a date tonight?"

"Um, change of plans. Are you looking for something?"

Zander's mom sighs, turns around, and responds, "You've been in this room more than I have. Paint brushes?"

I pull open the drawer beside me and reach my left hand inside. I pull out three paint brushes and shut the door with my elbow. Ms. Robbins comes over, and I hand them to her.

Her gaze drops to the floor, and she asks, "Am I interrupting a date?"

I shake my head and explain, "Zander's just being a great friend."

She nods with a 'Yeah, right' look. "Stevie, let's get real. You and my son have way too much spark for their not to be something more."

I laugh. "You and Kacey are exactly the same. We're just friends, promise."

She rolls her eyes and walks out of the room saying, "Mark my words, Stevie Baskara. You will be a future Robbins, someday."


During free period, I rush to the band room for rehearsal until I bump into someone.

Both of us apologize, "Sorry!"

When I look up, I see no other than Justin Cole. Instead of just walking away like I should've, I snap, "You know, you've got some nerve."

He furrows his eyebrows and questions, "Excuse me?"

I roll my eyes and say, "First you give me your number and don't pick up the phone when I call. Then you ask me out but don't show up for the date. Making the girl wait for an hour? Real classy, Justin. Nice first impression."

I shove pass him and storm down the hall until I hear him call, "What are you talking about? You stood me up."

I stop dead in my tracks, fury in my eyes. I spin around and stomp back to him saying, "What did you just say?"

He continues, "I was at Schneider's Pizzeria alone from 8-10, but you were a no-show."

I stand up straighter and question, "You waited two hours for me?"

He nods, and I ask, "Why did you wait at 8? The date was at 7."

Justin answers, "I got a text from you saying you had to reschedule."

"What? I didn't send you a text."

He pulls out his phone from his back pocket, presses a few buttons, and shows it to me.

Hav rehearsal at 7. Date at 8? :) –Stevie

I furrow my eyebrows at the number that sent the text to him and state, "That's not my number."

Justin pulls back his phone and questions, "So whose is it?"

I retrace the numbers in my mind before heading back to the band room, angrily yelling, "Zander!"

Dun-dun-dun! Zander ruined the pizza date? Any thoughts on why? Tell me what you think will happen in your reviews!(:

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