Note: Woah!!! I really didn't expect good reviews for the forth chapter!! You see, when I got to the computer this morning, I turned on the TV (AC/DC was on!) and then I checked my email. I was eating a doughnut (oh yess... Krispy Kreme!) then I read the reviews! Thank you all!!
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After that session, Sarah never felt happier in her entire life. She felt like she's become closer to Dewey and the band. Ned came in the third floor dragging a big cooler up. "Hey!" He called out, "Can anyone help me out here?" Dewey came running to him and carried the other side of the cooler. They carried it over to the sofa and opened it. There were Coke cans, Sprite cans (you get the picture! Just soft drinks and a hell lot of ice). Dewey tossed everyone a can and they all started drinking it. Then Dewey turned on the TV (I forgot to add that to the description of the third floor, heehee). It was already on MTV and the song playing was "Hey Mama" by the Black Eyed Peas. Amy put down her can and said, "You know, I can dance like Fergie." Chris raised an eyebrow, "Who's Fergie?" Amy laughed, "She's the only girl in the group. Now, watch me, this is my favorite part!" Amy started dancing and everyone gasped. The only one who wasn't impressed was Sarah. She just stared at Amy and whispered, "Uh- huh..." She simply rolled her eyes and looked away. When the song ended, everyone clapped. Amy bowed several times, picked up her can and jumped back on the sofa. Archilleas hugged Amy's neck and kissed her forehead. It was obvious they were together. After that video, was Christina Aguilera. Marta smiled but Dewey changed the channel to MTV2. Marta grimaced at Dewey. "Sorry, Marta." Dewey said. Lacuna Coil with "Heaven's a Lie" was on MTV2. "Hey, Sarah! It's your favorite!" Dewey smiled at Sarah. Sarah smiled back. "Sarah," said Dewey, "Your dad used to sing too. I dunno if he told you but maybe he passed on the singing thing." Sarah shook her head, "Nah! I don't want to sing." She giggled. Then everyone started, "Yea, c'mon! Go Sarah! C'mon! You can do it!" Dewey pulled her from the sofa and made her stand near the TV. Sarah finally decided to sing. She sounded just like Cristina Scabbia. Everyone started clapping really hard except for Amy. She finished the whole song and everyone cheered for Sarah but Amy still kept quiet.
"Hey kids! Time to go! I've got to clean up now!" Dewey cried, "See you guys tomorrow! Don't be late again!" Everyone started leaving except for Sarah who simply stayed again. When everyone was gone, Sarah said, "Dewey, I have to tell you something." Dewey turned around and asked, "What is it?" Sarah replied, "Honestly, I think you'd be a better dad than Marcus. You were his best friend, kinda. Honestly, I think that Marcus wouldn't last. I'm not saying that he sucks, it's just that... Well, he's never around and you're always here." Dewey sat beside Sarah on the sofa, "I see... But I don't know how to be a dad. Maybe I can be like an older brother to you. What does Marcus do anyway?"
"He works around the country looking for gigs and leaving me at home all the time. No one would accept him for a record deal or for him to join other people's bands, especially in Los Angeles. He's hated there. He can find little gigs here but he thinks they're too small. He wants a grand gig like a big concert or something. Oh heck, the dude's messed up. He's just using all the money from gramps to go around the States to find gigs! Just gigs! I swear, he's really a total nut head."
"Sorry to ask this, but who's your mom? I've never seen her."
"My mom? It's a long story actually. I haven't told anyone about it.-"
"Really? You don't have to tell me then."
"Nah! I think it's time I start telling people. My mom didn't marry Marcus but she died in a car accident when I was really little."
"Woah, so... what happened to Marcus after she died?"
"Well, he actually didn't know at first. When my mom died, I was with her and some people found me but they couldn't identify me so they brought me to an orphanage instead. My dad found out about my mom's death maybe two weeks later and he decided to look for me since he didn't hear anything about me dying. It took him, maybe, half a year to find me in that orphanage then he kidnapped me from there. He's crazy, I swear."
"Sounds like something he'd do anyway."
Sarah nodded then looked away. "Hey, I gotta go now, Finn. My dad wants me home around this time. He needs me to help him fix up his stuff. He's going to Vegas next week to look for more gigs. See ya, man."
Dewey nodded and stayed on the sofa as Sarah got her guitar and left. He looked down and thought, "Sarah's not that bad after all. She'd really fit in here. I guess it just took a day of staying here. Heck, I have to gas up the van..." and eventually, Dewey stood up, went downstairs, locked the doors, got in his van and went to a gas station.
After filling up his tank, he decided to go around town. He saw a coffee shop and parked next to it. Before he got out, he spotted Sarah walking down the street. "Should I?" Dewey asked himself. And he did. He followed Sarah to wherever she was going trying to not be so obvious that he was following her. After so many turns, Sarah stopped in front a group of guys. The tallest was the obvious leader who said, "Oh look, it's little Sarah alone again. Little miss princess. So how's your dad, Sarah? Is he still alive?" Dewey could tell he was mocking her by the way he sounded. The other gangsters were smirking. Sarah didn't answer him. They formed a circle around her, "Now, where do you go now-a-days? You're not home now. You always carry a guitar. You don't need guitar lessons. What do you do huh? Go sing in the streets to rich people? Hey, your dad isn't here to save your ass again! And even if he were here, he wouldn't be able to help you out coz he's a god damned weakling! C'mon, Sarah Stone. Tell me what you've been up to lately." Dewey sensed violence but all he could do now was simply watch. Sarah dropped her guitar and punched the guy who was mocking her. She punched him real hard that he fell to the ground. She got on him and started beating up his face, "Don't- you- dare- make fun of my dad! You hear me, Cedric?! You hear me?!" Then one of the other guys pulled her hair but she was able to kick him. Another guy who was about to punch her also suffered; she caught his wrist, twisted it and it cracked. The other guys didn't try to get near her but ran away yelling, "Cops!" Sarah's eyes bulged. She could hear sirens near by. She grabbed her guitar and tried to run away but the one she beat up first, Cedric grabbed her ankle and made her fall. "You're not getting away this time." He uttered. She kicked herself free from his grasp and ran off.
Dewey couldn't believe his eyes. He drove as fast as he could to catch up with Sarah. When he got to her, he lowered the window and yelled, "C'mon! Get in!" Sarah nodded, opened the door and jumped in. "What was that about?" Dewey exclaimed. Sarah frowned, "It's nothing. They're just some guys from school. They really don't know when to bug off!!" Dewey shook his head, "I'll bring you home. Just give me directions." Sarah nodded and looked away. Dewey looked at her and saw blood coming down from her temple, "Hey, you're hurt. You must've gotten that from your fall. I think I'll bring you to the hospital first." She touched her temple and looked at her fingers covered in blood, "Don't. I don't want to. I'll be fine. I have medicine at home anyway."
"Are you sure? 'Coz it looks really bad."
"Yea, I'm cool. This happens all the time. I know how to deal with this..."
When they got to Sarah's house, Dewey stared at it. It looked really old and seriously wrecked. The front door was one of those metal net doors and it was almost falling off. The front yard wasn't even considered a yard, but a battlefield. Dewey looked at the whole house and found three Porsche Carrera GT's. Dewey's jaw dropped and Sarah said, "I know. He doesn't care about the house anyway. So, see ya tomorrow." Dewey nodded and Sarah jumped out of the van and went up the porch where her dog was sleeping. She patted its head and tugged it inside the house. Dewey banged his head on the steering wheel and whispered, "Marcus... You're insane..." Suddenly, Dewey's cell phone rang and he answered it.
"Dewey? It's Ned. I'm here at Starbucks with Patty. Do you want to have coffee with us?"
"Yea, sure. I'll be there in a minute."
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Ned and Patty sat together waiting for Dewey. He finally got there looking really tired. "Hey Dewey, what's up? You look kinda... Toxic." Ned said as Dewey sat with them. Dewey shook his head, "It's the new girl, Sarah. I saw her go home earlier and she-" He looked up and shook his head, "I brought her home. She lived far from School of Rock." Ned exchanged looks with Patty and they both shrugged, "Ok?" They said at the same time. Dewey scratched his head, "I'll just get a drink..." Dewey got up and went to the counter without realizing that he bumped into someone really hard. He heard papers flying around and he looked down. He had just hit a blonde woman. "Oh shit, I'm sorry. I'm really out of my head right now, sorry." The woman looked up at him. She was pretty, "It's all right." She was British. She smiled at Dewey as he got down to help her pick up the papers she dropped. "I'm really sorry," Dewey said, "Hey, I'll get you a coffee, you want?" The woman smiled, "Sure, uhm..?" Dewey shook his head again "Dewey Finn. And you?" The woman replied, "Julia, I'm Julia Gellar. I'm a teacher at Horace Green and I just moved in from England. What do you do?" Dewey started to think, 'Ahh, okay. So this is the teacher was the one who made my students come late...' He didn't answer her question but asked, "What do you want? What kind of coffee?" She answered, "Uhm, maybe just a Mocha Malt Frappuccino would be fine." Dewey nodded, "Okay then." He got the only folder on the floor, handed it to Julia and went to the counter. The lady standing behind the counter flashed a big smile and said, "Hi! Welcome to Starbucks! My name's Losh. How may I help you?" Dewey smiled back and replied, "Uh, two Mocha Malt Frappuccinos, please." Losh nodded and asked, "What size?" Dewey turned to Julia and asked the same question. She replied, "Just a tall." Dewey looked back at Losh and said, "You heard the lady, two tall Mocha Malt Fraps." Losh smiled again and pressed a couple of buttons, "Great! That would be $6.30. May I have your name please?" Dewey gave his name and paid. He walked away from the counter to Julia.
"So, you teach too? And you 'taught' at Horace Green?" Julia asked. Dewey nodded, "Yeah, that's how I met the kids, your students. Those guys really know how to rock. I'm really proud of them." Julia smiled, "Well of course, who wouldn't be proud of them? They're awesome! Did you know that they disabled the school bell?" Dewey shook his head, "They did? Wow, they're taking after me. You see, back in high school, I did that too with my friends." Julia laughed and they really got into talking while Ned and Patty simply watched them talking from afar. Ned looked down, "So much for inviting him for coffee..." He whispered to himself.
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Note: Okay people! So there's Chapter 5!! How do you like it? Don't forget to REVIEW!!! Peace out!
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After that session, Sarah never felt happier in her entire life. She felt like she's become closer to Dewey and the band. Ned came in the third floor dragging a big cooler up. "Hey!" He called out, "Can anyone help me out here?" Dewey came running to him and carried the other side of the cooler. They carried it over to the sofa and opened it. There were Coke cans, Sprite cans (you get the picture! Just soft drinks and a hell lot of ice). Dewey tossed everyone a can and they all started drinking it. Then Dewey turned on the TV (I forgot to add that to the description of the third floor, heehee). It was already on MTV and the song playing was "Hey Mama" by the Black Eyed Peas. Amy put down her can and said, "You know, I can dance like Fergie." Chris raised an eyebrow, "Who's Fergie?" Amy laughed, "She's the only girl in the group. Now, watch me, this is my favorite part!" Amy started dancing and everyone gasped. The only one who wasn't impressed was Sarah. She just stared at Amy and whispered, "Uh- huh..." She simply rolled her eyes and looked away. When the song ended, everyone clapped. Amy bowed several times, picked up her can and jumped back on the sofa. Archilleas hugged Amy's neck and kissed her forehead. It was obvious they were together. After that video, was Christina Aguilera. Marta smiled but Dewey changed the channel to MTV2. Marta grimaced at Dewey. "Sorry, Marta." Dewey said. Lacuna Coil with "Heaven's a Lie" was on MTV2. "Hey, Sarah! It's your favorite!" Dewey smiled at Sarah. Sarah smiled back. "Sarah," said Dewey, "Your dad used to sing too. I dunno if he told you but maybe he passed on the singing thing." Sarah shook her head, "Nah! I don't want to sing." She giggled. Then everyone started, "Yea, c'mon! Go Sarah! C'mon! You can do it!" Dewey pulled her from the sofa and made her stand near the TV. Sarah finally decided to sing. She sounded just like Cristina Scabbia. Everyone started clapping really hard except for Amy. She finished the whole song and everyone cheered for Sarah but Amy still kept quiet.
"Hey kids! Time to go! I've got to clean up now!" Dewey cried, "See you guys tomorrow! Don't be late again!" Everyone started leaving except for Sarah who simply stayed again. When everyone was gone, Sarah said, "Dewey, I have to tell you something." Dewey turned around and asked, "What is it?" Sarah replied, "Honestly, I think you'd be a better dad than Marcus. You were his best friend, kinda. Honestly, I think that Marcus wouldn't last. I'm not saying that he sucks, it's just that... Well, he's never around and you're always here." Dewey sat beside Sarah on the sofa, "I see... But I don't know how to be a dad. Maybe I can be like an older brother to you. What does Marcus do anyway?"
"He works around the country looking for gigs and leaving me at home all the time. No one would accept him for a record deal or for him to join other people's bands, especially in Los Angeles. He's hated there. He can find little gigs here but he thinks they're too small. He wants a grand gig like a big concert or something. Oh heck, the dude's messed up. He's just using all the money from gramps to go around the States to find gigs! Just gigs! I swear, he's really a total nut head."
"Sorry to ask this, but who's your mom? I've never seen her."
"My mom? It's a long story actually. I haven't told anyone about it.-"
"Really? You don't have to tell me then."
"Nah! I think it's time I start telling people. My mom didn't marry Marcus but she died in a car accident when I was really little."
"Woah, so... what happened to Marcus after she died?"
"Well, he actually didn't know at first. When my mom died, I was with her and some people found me but they couldn't identify me so they brought me to an orphanage instead. My dad found out about my mom's death maybe two weeks later and he decided to look for me since he didn't hear anything about me dying. It took him, maybe, half a year to find me in that orphanage then he kidnapped me from there. He's crazy, I swear."
"Sounds like something he'd do anyway."
Sarah nodded then looked away. "Hey, I gotta go now, Finn. My dad wants me home around this time. He needs me to help him fix up his stuff. He's going to Vegas next week to look for more gigs. See ya, man."
Dewey nodded and stayed on the sofa as Sarah got her guitar and left. He looked down and thought, "Sarah's not that bad after all. She'd really fit in here. I guess it just took a day of staying here. Heck, I have to gas up the van..." and eventually, Dewey stood up, went downstairs, locked the doors, got in his van and went to a gas station.
After filling up his tank, he decided to go around town. He saw a coffee shop and parked next to it. Before he got out, he spotted Sarah walking down the street. "Should I?" Dewey asked himself. And he did. He followed Sarah to wherever she was going trying to not be so obvious that he was following her. After so many turns, Sarah stopped in front a group of guys. The tallest was the obvious leader who said, "Oh look, it's little Sarah alone again. Little miss princess. So how's your dad, Sarah? Is he still alive?" Dewey could tell he was mocking her by the way he sounded. The other gangsters were smirking. Sarah didn't answer him. They formed a circle around her, "Now, where do you go now-a-days? You're not home now. You always carry a guitar. You don't need guitar lessons. What do you do huh? Go sing in the streets to rich people? Hey, your dad isn't here to save your ass again! And even if he were here, he wouldn't be able to help you out coz he's a god damned weakling! C'mon, Sarah Stone. Tell me what you've been up to lately." Dewey sensed violence but all he could do now was simply watch. Sarah dropped her guitar and punched the guy who was mocking her. She punched him real hard that he fell to the ground. She got on him and started beating up his face, "Don't- you- dare- make fun of my dad! You hear me, Cedric?! You hear me?!" Then one of the other guys pulled her hair but she was able to kick him. Another guy who was about to punch her also suffered; she caught his wrist, twisted it and it cracked. The other guys didn't try to get near her but ran away yelling, "Cops!" Sarah's eyes bulged. She could hear sirens near by. She grabbed her guitar and tried to run away but the one she beat up first, Cedric grabbed her ankle and made her fall. "You're not getting away this time." He uttered. She kicked herself free from his grasp and ran off.
Dewey couldn't believe his eyes. He drove as fast as he could to catch up with Sarah. When he got to her, he lowered the window and yelled, "C'mon! Get in!" Sarah nodded, opened the door and jumped in. "What was that about?" Dewey exclaimed. Sarah frowned, "It's nothing. They're just some guys from school. They really don't know when to bug off!!" Dewey shook his head, "I'll bring you home. Just give me directions." Sarah nodded and looked away. Dewey looked at her and saw blood coming down from her temple, "Hey, you're hurt. You must've gotten that from your fall. I think I'll bring you to the hospital first." She touched her temple and looked at her fingers covered in blood, "Don't. I don't want to. I'll be fine. I have medicine at home anyway."
"Are you sure? 'Coz it looks really bad."
"Yea, I'm cool. This happens all the time. I know how to deal with this..."
When they got to Sarah's house, Dewey stared at it. It looked really old and seriously wrecked. The front door was one of those metal net doors and it was almost falling off. The front yard wasn't even considered a yard, but a battlefield. Dewey looked at the whole house and found three Porsche Carrera GT's. Dewey's jaw dropped and Sarah said, "I know. He doesn't care about the house anyway. So, see ya tomorrow." Dewey nodded and Sarah jumped out of the van and went up the porch where her dog was sleeping. She patted its head and tugged it inside the house. Dewey banged his head on the steering wheel and whispered, "Marcus... You're insane..." Suddenly, Dewey's cell phone rang and he answered it.
"Dewey? It's Ned. I'm here at Starbucks with Patty. Do you want to have coffee with us?"
"Yea, sure. I'll be there in a minute."
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Ned and Patty sat together waiting for Dewey. He finally got there looking really tired. "Hey Dewey, what's up? You look kinda... Toxic." Ned said as Dewey sat with them. Dewey shook his head, "It's the new girl, Sarah. I saw her go home earlier and she-" He looked up and shook his head, "I brought her home. She lived far from School of Rock." Ned exchanged looks with Patty and they both shrugged, "Ok?" They said at the same time. Dewey scratched his head, "I'll just get a drink..." Dewey got up and went to the counter without realizing that he bumped into someone really hard. He heard papers flying around and he looked down. He had just hit a blonde woman. "Oh shit, I'm sorry. I'm really out of my head right now, sorry." The woman looked up at him. She was pretty, "It's all right." She was British. She smiled at Dewey as he got down to help her pick up the papers she dropped. "I'm really sorry," Dewey said, "Hey, I'll get you a coffee, you want?" The woman smiled, "Sure, uhm..?" Dewey shook his head again "Dewey Finn. And you?" The woman replied, "Julia, I'm Julia Gellar. I'm a teacher at Horace Green and I just moved in from England. What do you do?" Dewey started to think, 'Ahh, okay. So this is the teacher was the one who made my students come late...' He didn't answer her question but asked, "What do you want? What kind of coffee?" She answered, "Uhm, maybe just a Mocha Malt Frappuccino would be fine." Dewey nodded, "Okay then." He got the only folder on the floor, handed it to Julia and went to the counter. The lady standing behind the counter flashed a big smile and said, "Hi! Welcome to Starbucks! My name's Losh. How may I help you?" Dewey smiled back and replied, "Uh, two Mocha Malt Frappuccinos, please." Losh nodded and asked, "What size?" Dewey turned to Julia and asked the same question. She replied, "Just a tall." Dewey looked back at Losh and said, "You heard the lady, two tall Mocha Malt Fraps." Losh smiled again and pressed a couple of buttons, "Great! That would be $6.30. May I have your name please?" Dewey gave his name and paid. He walked away from the counter to Julia.
"So, you teach too? And you 'taught' at Horace Green?" Julia asked. Dewey nodded, "Yeah, that's how I met the kids, your students. Those guys really know how to rock. I'm really proud of them." Julia smiled, "Well of course, who wouldn't be proud of them? They're awesome! Did you know that they disabled the school bell?" Dewey shook his head, "They did? Wow, they're taking after me. You see, back in high school, I did that too with my friends." Julia laughed and they really got into talking while Ned and Patty simply watched them talking from afar. Ned looked down, "So much for inviting him for coffee..." He whispered to himself.
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Note: Okay people! So there's Chapter 5!! How do you like it? Don't forget to REVIEW!!! Peace out!