Title: Same old song and dance
Rating: PG-13 for languages
Summary: They hate each other. They think this order of things will be always like that. But the Destiny has other point of view…
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, including the title: it belongs to Aerosmith.
Author's note: I'm from Russia, and I'm not so good in English yet. Or already… I need you helping hand: language and slanguage. I mean a beta. Please, help me guys!
Same old song and dance
Chapter I
I got a disease deep inside me
Makes me feel uneasy
I can't live without you
Tell me what am I supposed to do about it?
Keep your distance from me
Don't pay no attention to me
I got a disease
/Matchbox Twenty, 'Disease'/
- Oh, c'mon Katie, let's go. It will be a real fun, I promise!
- Summer, I've told you: no, no, and once again - NO.
The small girl with long dark hair continued to pout, glancing on her friend. She was crossing her arms over her chest, her eyes scanning the crowd in cafeteria. Eventually, her look stopped on him.
- Zack! Come here! – she called.
- Hey, girls. What ya doing? – he asked, sitting near to them.
- I eat lunch, and she just act like one more bleeding' rockstar, messing with my head ! – his girlfriend grumbled to him.
- Not a word from me, - He said with one of his disarming smile. – Besides, I just want to wish you luck, baby. I should have a chat with Jonesy right now. Gbye, ladies!
- Mooneyham, you're a deserter! – Summer yelled, but he already disappeared in the crowd. She turned back to Katie.
- What's wrong with you?
- I haven't mood. – Katie answered quickly.
But Summer didn't calm down with it.
- Liar! Everything was alright in this morning. What happened?
- Nothing happened.
- Katherine Rebecca Hudson, I know "that" look. Something happened and as your best friend I want to know that. Tell me!
- Nothing happened, absolutely nothing! – She insisted
- But you can't leave all of us! Dewey will be upset!
Katie raised her eyebrow skeptically.
- He doesn't upset. Dewey never cares about these things.
- But it's a big thing!
- What is this? – Katie asked.
- I don't know.
- Then I shall not go.
Summer sighed wearily, hiding face in her palms.
- You're such a pain in my ass sometimes…
Katie smirked.
- Tnanx.
- It wasn't a compliment, - Summer snapped sarcastically.
- Look, I haven't "that" mood Summer. I swear, - other girl justified. – Besides, what for it's all? Dewey didn't organize such things.
- I've told you I don't know.
Katie groused.
- He invited all of us in restaurant. And he'll pay for diner. What for? He lost his mind finally?
Summer reflected. One minute, two minute…
- Alright, I know what he plans. But it's a secret, 'kay?
Katie nodded conspiratorially.
- Dewey has a surprise for all in the band.
- What sort of surprise?
- I cannot tell you. He'll split me on small pieces and will make a ragout! – She grimaced.
- 'Kay, you'll tell me about this "big surprise"… tomorrow!
- Damn it! I hate you, Hudson! – Summer growled. – Why you don't want to go?!
Katie opened her mouth to make an on excuse, but Summer's terrible look stopped her.
- There's enough! No more "Summer, I haven't mood", no more that bullshit! I wanna know the trust! It's the school? Parents? Or… it's connected to the band?
- Sorta, - Katie said reluctantly.
- What you mean "sorta"?
- Nothing's important, - she pouted.
Unexpectedly, Summer's gloomy look was replaced by one of amazement. Her mouth opened widely.
- Oh nooooo…
- Oh yeeeees. – Katie said in same manner. – Again. One more time. Name it… as you want!
- Arrgg… Why you carp to each other eternally? - Summer muttered.
- 'Cause I hate HIM! And he hates ME! Feelings are mutual!!
- Now there's a shocking bit of news. – she said sarcastically. - But…
- Stop it, Sum! – Katie yelled.
Summer's eyebrows came together in a painful frown as she exhaled sharply.
- Okay, Psychotic Girl. I don't want to know dirty details of your vendetta…
- Cool.
- I still haven't finished with you! You'll go!
- Su…
- Don't enter into my nerves, Katie. I order you to go! – she growled.
- Hathaway, I through that you are my friend, - Katie muttered.
- I am. But I'm your manager right now, - she said with feeling of relief.
Katie twirled a spoon in her hands, glancing on Summer.
- Lunch sucks, life sucks, and you sucks too!
- Aw, someone has a PMS, - one irritating voice singing behide her back.
- Shut the hell up, Jones! – she answered, turning around and facing with him. He grimaced false.
- Ouch, that was hurt!
- Leave me alone, dork!
- PMS'ing women, - he muttered. But he submitted.
- Did you hear that?!
- Katie, - Summer said.
- Yeah?
- Cool down. You'll go anyway.
Katie looked at her plate, still mostly uneaten vegetables. She raised both hands in the air to make it look like she was being arrested.
- 'Kay, you win. And my life still sucks…