One by one, the students of Horace Green walked into the massive school. Zack and Freddy were talking about Nirvana; Katie, Miranda, and Billy (who over heard them) were discussing new shirt designs; and Dewey (who fortunately was subbing again) came in whistling.

"Alright. Alright. Quiet down my midget rockers! I got a note from Mrs. Mullins. It says here…" He started mumbling words including "steak buffet" and "teachers lounge" until he got to the important part. "Ha! Here it is. 'There will be a new student transferring to Horace Green. Her name is-'" Dewey was cut off by the kids calling out names. "Pansy?" "Lynette?" "MISS MINI PYRO GIRL!!!!" yelled Freddy and everyone started laughing. Freddy hi-fived Zack. "No… Her name is Isabelle." "Well… Is she hot?" called out Freddy. Miranda rolled her eyes.

Right then, there was a knock on the door. A pretty tall girl walked in with goldenrod hair to her shoulders, her outgrown bangs were highlighted blonde and it was pulled back in a messy bun. "What a preppy." whispered Alicia. Isabelle threw her bag down and everyone looked down to see a black and red bag covered in band buttons. "Hmm…." said Freddy and everyone knew what he was thinking. "Take a seat… next to Freddy." "Huh?" Freddy perked up. Isabelle walked back slowly, dragging her bag. Freddy sunk in his chair acting tough. Zack followed her all the way to her seat. "Step off!" hissed Freddy. She threw her bag behind her desk and sat down.

"Ok, well before we get started, we should probably tell Isabelle…" started Dewey. "Tell me what?" cut in Isabelle. "That we aren't exactly a normal class. When I sub, I teach rock and roll." "We have a band! We're the School of Rock.," said Summer. "Yeah so do you.. You know.. Play anything or do you sing?" finished Dewey. "I play." answered Isabelle. Freddy knew right then that this was his girl he had been hoping for. "I play the drums." finished Isabelle. Freddy was shocked, his mouth wide open. Everyone started laughing. "That's what Freddy plays," explained Marco. "Ready for a lil' competish Freddy?" laughed Dewey. "Yeah I'm ready." Freddy glared over at Isabelle. Isabelle just smirked at him. At that moment, Freddy knew that he couldn't be mad at her.

"Alright everybody! Lemme get the gear outta my van, then we shall... ROCK OUT!" Everybody started talking at once, while Dewey and Gordon went to get the "gear." "Soo...Isabelle..." drawled out Zack as he turned around to her. Freddy glared at him wondering what he was up to. He just smirked at him and continued. "You play drums? So does Freddy. He could teach you a little... He does with all the other girls." Freddy turned red (from anger) and shook his head slowly, meeting with Zack's eyes. Isabelle looked at both of them and smiled then leaned back. "Yeah.. He could teach me a little... doesn't have to be drums." Freddy blushed at her. Then she continued. "It could be how he steals every girl's heart then bashes it up, leaving them crying on the corner." She smirked and turned away, down to her notebook. Freddy grabbed it. "So whats this?.." She tried to get it back, but it didn't work. He looked at the page and saw "School of Terror is more like it..." written at the top, then it little letters at the bottom was a heart with 'Freddy' written in it. He looked shocked and threw it back.