Chapter Five
It took 15minutes for Amber to finally locate Freddy, who was sitting comfortably on a park bench. "That was kind of childish you know," Amber stated as she walked up to him, "do you feel better now, after storming off?" "The whole point of storming off is to get away from the person who annoyed you," Freddy replied flatly. "Yeah well, I've never been very good a receiving subtle hints," Amber replied before she flopped down on the bench beside him, "its not that big of a deal Freddy. So you're flunking out, who cares? Just copy off someone." Kevin rolled his eyes, "like that's even possible at Forest Green." Amber shrugged, "well I don't know then, and no offence but I don't really care all that much either." Amber stood up and crossed her arms, "so would you please stop sulking and get yourself back up to Dewey's before he freaks and comes looking for you?" Freddy looked up at her, "why'd you come looking for me anyway?" Amber shrugged, "because it's what people do in today's society." Freddy looked at her carefully and replied, "Why did you really come after me?" "Because Dewey made me alright," Amber admitted throwing her arms out in surrender, "I'm not a very comforting person, I don't know what to do if someone's upset. Nine times out of ten I'd point and laugh." Amber paused, "wait... that sounded really bad." Freddy shrugged, "to be honest, I probably would too." "Well that's a comforting thought," Amber stated before reaching out a hand and pulling Freddy to his feet, "let's go." Amber yawned as she dragged her feet into Forest Green Prep School the next morning. Herself and Dewey had stayed up jamming late into the night, until a neighbour demanded they stop. Amber smiled at the memory. A small crowd huddled and talking loudly around the hallway notice board caught Amber's attention, and she curiously walked over. Standing on tiptoes to see over the heads in front of her, Amber squinted at the glittery writing.
MID SEMESTER DANCE
FRIDAY NIGHT
6PM – 10PM
Organised by Summer.
Amber rolled her eyes, typical.
"So what do you think?" Amber startled, and turned to see the organiser herself, Summer standing beside her. "About the dance?" Amber asked. "Yeah, I've been working on it for a while now, it should be a lot of fun." Summer replied, obviously proud of the havoc the poster was causing.
Amber shrugged, "I've never really been into the whole 'Dance' thing before."
"Oh but you have to come," Summer protested, "The whole grade will be there."
"What about the teachers, will they be there too?" Amber questioned.
Summer shrugged, "well of course they will, the dance will need to be monitored closely by all the teachers."
"I see," Amber replied slowly, "well I'll see what..."
"What's going on?" a voice cut her off.
Amber turned to see Freddy walking towards them, craning his neck to see the poster, "a school dance!" he said, before turning to Summer, "another one?" he asked incredulously.
Amber raised an eyebrow, "you plan these regularly?"
"Once a month at least," supplied Zack who walked up, catching the last part of their conversation.
Summer sighed, "it's a wonderful way to promote inter school relations."
"Yeah but so is 'School of Rock' performances, and you don't seem to be planning those once a month," Freddy stated.
"Yes, but Ms Mullins, doesn't approve of those." Summer pointed out.
"She loved us performing at 'Battle of the Bands'," Zack replied, "she was angry, but still enjoyed it."
"Yeah but what you do at school, and away from school are two completely different things," Amber said with a frown.
Freddy looked at her in surprise, "since when did you become the rational one?"
Amber shrugged, "I'm not, but Ms Mullins seems a lot like my mum. So I can see where you're coming from Summer."
Summer beamed.
Freddy rolled his eyes, "whatever."
"So will you come?" Summer asked them.
Amber shrugged, "yeah sure, I'll make an appearance."
"Fantastic," Summer replied with a small clap before walking off importantly.
Amber raised an eyebrow, "is she always so full on?"
"Always," Zack replied with a nod.
The three of them took one more look at the notice board before walking into the classroom.
It took 15minutes for Amber to finally locate Freddy, who was sitting comfortably on a park bench. "That was kind of childish you know," Amber stated as she walked up to him, "do you feel better now, after storming off?" "The whole point of storming off is to get away from the person who annoyed you," Freddy replied flatly. "Yeah well, I've never been very good a receiving subtle hints," Amber replied before she flopped down on the bench beside him, "its not that big of a deal Freddy. So you're flunking out, who cares? Just copy off someone." Kevin rolled his eyes, "like that's even possible at Forest Green." Amber shrugged, "well I don't know then, and no offence but I don't really care all that much either." Amber stood up and crossed her arms, "so would you please stop sulking and get yourself back up to Dewey's before he freaks and comes looking for you?" Freddy looked up at her, "why'd you come looking for me anyway?" Amber shrugged, "because it's what people do in today's society." Freddy looked at her carefully and replied, "Why did you really come after me?" "Because Dewey made me alright," Amber admitted throwing her arms out in surrender, "I'm not a very comforting person, I don't know what to do if someone's upset. Nine times out of ten I'd point and laugh." Amber paused, "wait... that sounded really bad." Freddy shrugged, "to be honest, I probably would too." "Well that's a comforting thought," Amber stated before reaching out a hand and pulling Freddy to his feet, "let's go." Amber yawned as she dragged her feet into Forest Green Prep School the next morning. Herself and Dewey had stayed up jamming late into the night, until a neighbour demanded they stop. Amber smiled at the memory. A small crowd huddled and talking loudly around the hallway notice board caught Amber's attention, and she curiously walked over. Standing on tiptoes to see over the heads in front of her, Amber squinted at the glittery writing.
MID SEMESTER DANCE
FRIDAY NIGHT
6PM – 10PM
Organised by Summer.
Amber rolled her eyes, typical.
"So what do you think?" Amber startled, and turned to see the organiser herself, Summer standing beside her. "About the dance?" Amber asked. "Yeah, I've been working on it for a while now, it should be a lot of fun." Summer replied, obviously proud of the havoc the poster was causing.
Amber shrugged, "I've never really been into the whole 'Dance' thing before."
"Oh but you have to come," Summer protested, "The whole grade will be there."
"What about the teachers, will they be there too?" Amber questioned.
Summer shrugged, "well of course they will, the dance will need to be monitored closely by all the teachers."
"I see," Amber replied slowly, "well I'll see what..."
"What's going on?" a voice cut her off.
Amber turned to see Freddy walking towards them, craning his neck to see the poster, "a school dance!" he said, before turning to Summer, "another one?" he asked incredulously.
Amber raised an eyebrow, "you plan these regularly?"
"Once a month at least," supplied Zack who walked up, catching the last part of their conversation.
Summer sighed, "it's a wonderful way to promote inter school relations."
"Yeah but so is 'School of Rock' performances, and you don't seem to be planning those once a month," Freddy stated.
"Yes, but Ms Mullins, doesn't approve of those." Summer pointed out.
"She loved us performing at 'Battle of the Bands'," Zack replied, "she was angry, but still enjoyed it."
"Yeah but what you do at school, and away from school are two completely different things," Amber said with a frown.
Freddy looked at her in surprise, "since when did you become the rational one?"
Amber shrugged, "I'm not, but Ms Mullins seems a lot like my mum. So I can see where you're coming from Summer."
Summer beamed.
Freddy rolled his eyes, "whatever."
"So will you come?" Summer asked them.
Amber shrugged, "yeah sure, I'll make an appearance."
"Fantastic," Summer replied with a small clap before walking off importantly.
Amber raised an eyebrow, "is she always so full on?"
"Always," Zack replied with a nod.
The three of them took one more look at the notice board before walking into the classroom.