A/N: Thank you! Thank You! Thank You! I still need names for that damn practice hall! Help me! Gawin niyong astig! Note, almost everybody will tell their story. Owkay? Anweiz....

Annoyances, Parties and Complication (Whew)

KATIE'S POV (still...)

"Katie, can you come here please?"

Oh no...I felt a 'talk' coming along. I wonder what the hell its about this time?

"Uh, just a minute mom..."

"Honey, your father has to leave soon, if I don't hear you coming out of that room in 10 seconds we're going in."

My dad? Oh greaaat...this must be important...to them! I ran down out my bedroom door. I rarely let them inside my room. Especially since I painted over the pink color that my mom had painted when I was like nine or something. When I still had no idea what a 'crush', 'bass', or 'rock band' was.

"Yeah mom?"

"Katie, we think that your band is holding you back."

"Holding me back? Back from what?"

"Anything else. Any other interests. Before that rock band formed you were part of a real band. A classical band."

"Mom, I was around 10 when that band formed and it was also my only interest back then. My ONLY interest."

I put emphasis on the ONLY, its true, before the band formed that classical band was my only interest. Mom never complained before.

"Mom, why are you complaining now? Like I said before when the classical band or rather orchestra was my ONLY interest then why didn't you complain before? If you want to say something spit it out."

"Look. We just don't approve of that rock band. We want you to do something else in life."

My mouth dropped open...

"Well then what do you want me to do?"

"Join something at school, um, perhaps a sport?"

"Hate sports?"

"Craft?"

"What kind of craft?"

"Knitting?"

"Knitting in a rock band? Puh-leeze!"

"Papier Mache?"

"I hate glue."

And the list went on...I was supposed to meet my friends fifteen minutes ago.

"How about performing? You're use to it and some talent, well another talent other than playing the bass may form..."

Interesting. I let her talk just so we'd get this over with.

"Okay, shoot."

"Well there's singing?"

I had a fairly good voice but...

"No thanks..."

"Dancing?"

"I don't like dancing."

"I suppose that's it. Can't say I tried."

At last my 'talk ' is done...or so I thought. My dad cut in all of a sudden...

"No, that's not it...Katie, why don't you try acting?"

Hmmm, sure why not. Besides, if I did take acting then I'd be doing Zack a favor. Vaneza is in that group.

"Sure dad..."

Now how the hell do I get outta here? Oh...

"Dad, Mom, I gotta go now I'm late for um...practice at the new rehearsal hall. Um, won't be back 'till around 7:30. Bye."

I ran out the door and ran into...

"Matt! What the hell are you doing here?"

"Don't dis me, I'm only here to pass a message to you from Dewy okay?"

"What? Make it fast I'm kinda in a rush."

"Sure, whatever, uh yeah...there will be no practices this week..."

"Why?"

"He and Summer are going to check with Metallica's manager about the concert. The thing is the band's in California at the moment so they've made arrangements to stay there 'till next Saturday. Oh and by the way, Laurence said to Dewey that he's staying with the band. The tour was cancelled because of his previous commitments."

"Oh, well aren't you going with Dewey?"

'Nah, I'm home alone. My friends from my home town are coming here and they're staying with me."

"Good for you"

I'm being sarcastic, as usual.

"Well Matt, I'll tell the guys what you said. See ya."

"Yeah. Bye."

And he walked the opposite direction. I wasn't sorry to see him go. Well, not that sorry but for some reason I wanted to talk to him. Not that I liked him or anything. Right? Shit! I'm now thirty minutes late. I sped to the practice hall ASAP. Hopefully, as the guys normally would be, they'd be late too. I opened the black door of the practice hall. I think it used to be the house of Tomika's mom before she (her mom) moved in with her dad. Her mom must have been rich. The house had a pool! Once I walked in I saw Freddy sitting on one of the couches.

"You're late."

"I know but so are you sometimes. I rarely complain."

"Yeah. Want to start already?

"Not yet. Where's Zack? He's normally early."

"Um, I think he changed, he was delirious when he got here so he came in wearing an old shirt and torn pants. But the torn pants weren't so bad"

"Um, oookaaay...."

"Well, anyway, what's up? Why are you late?"

"Well, my mom and talked to me about me 'pursuing other interests' so now I'm going to join the school's theatre group."

I don't want to mention Matt.

"That's good. I can watch you perform. At least your parents care. They abuse me at home."

He put on his puppy dog face.

"Shut up, they love you."

"Yeah they do."

"So, why don't you join me in the theatre?"

"No offense, but I don't like acting."

"Neither do I, but its worth a shot. Either that or knitting."

"Ugh."

"So, just wondering, out of curiosity and boredom, if you weren't a rocker what would you be?"

"A person."

"Haha. What stereotype would you be? Really?"

"Um, probably a wallpaper kid with a normal life. Out with friends, watching instead of actually doing what the stereotypical rockers, jocks, cheerleaders, and goths would do. Yeah, I just want a life where its pretty normal."

"That would be cool, but I want to try being gothic. I know its evil and satanistic most of the time but if you haven't noticed I am practically religionless."

"Is that the only reason? That you're religionless and coz it looks cool"

"No. I'm not shallow."

"I know that."

We both sat in silence until finally...

"Guys? Are you there? So sorry I'm late!"

"Yeah man, we're here!"

"What the were you doing in there?"

"Nothing dude if that what ya mean."

Zack smirked.

"Yeah sure..."

I rolled my eyes.

"Oh yeah, um, a messenger came to say that there are no practices the whole week coz Summer and Dewey are of to sunny California to check with the manager about Metallica about the whole concert thingy."

"Okay..."

"That all?"

"Oh yeah and Laurence's tour is over."

"Why?"

"Band commitment, he's not sorry though."

"Good."

"Now what?"

"I guess we go claim which ever rooms we want."

"Good coz I want that room at the end of the hall."

"Nu-uh Jones. Its mine!"

"No it ain't!"

"Yeah it is."

"Nu-uh!"

"Uh-huh!"

"Nu-uh!"

"Uh-huh!"

"Guys! Quit it! You're acting like six year olds, which is kinda cute but then again, you're almost sixteen! God. Well Dewey said five to a room and since you both want that room, you both stay in it."

"How 'bout you babe?"

"Ugh. Please!"

"As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted by my best friend, where'll you sleep Katie? Want to share our room?"

"With you? You fifteen year old hormonal teenage boys? I don't think so. I'm sleeping on the second floor with Summer. An other GIRL is welcome to join us."

Freddy quirked an eyebrow.

"I'm innocent."

"You? Fredrick Alexander Jones? Innocent? My best friend since preschool? Since when?"

At Zack's comment I had to stifle a laugh.

"You know he has a point there."

Freddy threw a pillow at me and Zack. Which launched a massive pillow fight.

"People of the universe, we have to start jamming soon."

They both turned their heads.

"Why?"

"Look, I have four tickets to the extreme sport park and I wanna start so I can go."

"Do you have any intention of...ehem...sharing those tickets?"

"Why Zack, no I don't."

"Aw man."

"JK, haha. Here take it. Invite Vaneza to go with you. My date is right here."

"Yup. That's me! Wait, who's Vaneza?"

"Zack's new love interest.

"Ahh, Zack, when do we meet your girlfriend?"

Freddy was wiggling his eyebrows. It was so cutely annoying when he did that.

"Lay off, she's not my girlfriend...yet."

Then he winked at Freddy. Woah, was this the same Zack Mooneyham? Well, he's happy.

"You've learned a lot from me. Now, you get freshened up and get ready while Katie will go over to 'Vaneza' and tell her the whole story. You'll be a happy couple in no time."

"You do that and I'll tell the world that you used to be know as Spazzy McGee."

"Like I said, you plan it Zack."

"Good, I thought so."

I had to cut in, the conversation was gonna kill me

"Hey, why don't we skip the jamming, its 10:30 and the skate park opens at 11."

"Good point. We'll meet you and Vaneza (ehem ehem) there."

Zack rolled his eyes and was out the door. The both of us followed soon after. We talked about what we normally would...stuff.

"What'll you do at the park?"

"Moi? As a drummer, its usually my hands that get excercised so as to build my body..."

"Hon, I don't need a speech. What are ya gonna do?"

"Alright! I'm skateboarding. Duh!"

"Ah, so I'll be at another section. I'm gonna be rollerblading. Holy shit."

"Yeah?"

"Do you have your cellphone?"

"Yes...why?"

"Call Zack. Tell him its not a skate park. Tell him it's a Water Park!" (A/N: Ohkhaaay, ryt now its summer and the school thing? Visit! Just to clear thingz up!)

~15 mins. L8r~

"Okay guys, since Vaneza was vacationing in Mexico so I'm flying solo. The 3rd wheel. As usual."

"Not for long...hey Summer! C'mere! (A/N: Okay, Dewey and Summer aren't leaving till the next day.)

"Yes?"

"Change into your suit, I have a ticket to the new water park. You want to come anyway?"

"Yeah sure!"

Her house is like a block away anyway. She came back in about five minutes.

"Well lets go."

"Yeah!"

The two guys tagged along pushing each other. Oh well boys would be boys.

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ZACK'S POV (A/N: This will be pretty short. I'm just testing it to see if it'll work.)

Why the hell is she here? Its been ten long months and she's here. Okay, I'm acting like a child but still. I don't want her here. I know I have no right over the people that Katie chooses to bring to this outing. Summer is Katie's friend. I can't change friendships. Whatever. I'll just have fun. No biggie, I'll ignore her. I'll have fun with my friends. Let it be.

"Zack? Zack? Zack! Man, why'd you stop all of a sudden. You totally spaced man."

"Huh? Um, yeah I'm fine."

Summer was talking to Katie about stuff. She has no 'witty' remark' to throw to my face? Then that's fine...

"Ya want to go on some rides now?"

"Yeah!"

I immediately put all thoughts out of my head. I was focused on spending time with my friends and having a good time. Nothing else.

~7 hours later~

Yeah, that was my day basically. Its 6 pm. Little miss priss had to go home. Thank god. The three of us were sleeping in the practice hall tonight. We all told our parents. This was gonna be one rockin' night.

(A/N: Sorry, that was lousy but my computer suddenly has this error and I can't erase it. Well this part of this chapter is a bomb. Ugh. I'm going back to 2nd person narratives for now.)

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When the three came home that night there was music playing. Rock, most definitely but it wasn't loud. Weird.

"Okay...guys who has their key."

"Hon, we all do."

"Oh yeah...anyway. Did any of you leave music on this morning?"

"Nope."

"Then who the hell is in there?"

"Freddy, we won't know until we go in."

"So you go in first Zack."

"Alright."

Zack went in. Freddy followed but Katie was nowhere in sight.

"Um, McGee..."

"Don't call me that!"

"Sorry, Freddy, where's Katie?"

"I think she said something about going to the back door."

"Oh."

Suddenly the music stopped at the arrival of Freddy and Zack.

"Matt who are these two?"

"Members of Dewey's band."

"Dude, I thought this place was yours? I thought we'd have some privacy"

'Yeah, but..."

"What the f*ck is going on?"

"Katie? These are my friends Sam, Rat, Milo, Ezra, and Blur."

"Who said you could party?"

"I'm not partying, we're just hangin out."

"You're welcome to join." Said the one called Rat.

Zack, Freddy and Katie looked at each of Matt's friends...

Sam was tall. He had black hair and looked sorta like Katie. Katie stuck her tongue out at him. He did the same. The boys were pretty curious.

Rat was scrawny with buckteeth. ("We call him Rat his real name's Thomas.")

Milo was of average height. He was Chinese and he wore braces. But surprisingly his hair was curly. ("My mom was Italian and my dad was Taiwanese")

Ezra was tall with black hair which had purple streaks. She had a tattoo and a piercing on her tongue. ("My mom won't let me get a piercing. You're so lucky!" Said Katie.)

Blur was tall and he had black hair too. His hair had dreadlocks and he also had a piercing but it was on his eyebrow. He seemed to be Ezra's boyfriend.

"Um I don't think so."

"Mooneyham, Jones, I'm going to bed. Matt, if you don't mind, when you leave, can you please shut the kitchen light."

"I'm not leaving."

"What?"

"We're sleeping here too!"

"Who's at Dewey's?"

"Ned and his new girlfriend of the week, Margot"

"Damn."

"Boys, I'm gonna sleep already."

"Kay."

"Wait!"

"Yeah Freddy?"

"Why'd you stick your tongue out at that Sam guy."

"No offense sweetie, but you don't need to know."

And she walked up the stairs leaving Freddy and Zack there. Obviously curious.

"Freddy?"

"Zack, I don't know either."

~TBC~

A/N: Well...please review!!!!! Hehe, I bet you are curious who that Sam guy is. Clue: he's related to Katie in a weird way. We'll learn more about her and Sam in the next few chapter's. Katie's life story will be pretty dramatic. Hehehehehe!!!