I walked up Freddie's walkway and then rang the doorbell. I waited there for about a minute, and then I figured that they couldn't hear me because they were practicing. I walked around back and then saw them practicing in the garage. Freddie's eyes widened a bit when he saw me, and then he stopped playing.
"Guys! Hey! Guys! Quiet down! I have an announcement to make." Freddie had shouted.
"What's it this time? You're failing Chemistry again?" Dewey had sarcastically said.
"Uh, no...I've found a replacement for Zack." Freddie had pointed towards me.
"Summer?!" Zack had shouted. He had stood up from his chair and walked towards me. "There's no way SHE will replace me!"
"Zack. Shut up! Just listen to her play. She's really good."
I had blushed a bit, a little embarrassed because Freddie thought I was actually good enough to replace Zack. I cleared my throat, and then got to the courage to say, "Excuse me, guys. But why don't you just let me play one song, and if you don't think I can fill Zack's shoes, then I promise I will leave. I've changed since 5th grade, I really have."
The other band members seemed to be pondering over my offer. There was a long silence. Then I had said, "I promise, I'm not here to get rid of Zack, I just want to fill in while he's hurt. Your audition is coming up soon."
The band members started to nod to what I was saying, and then Mr. Finn had spoken up. "Come on guys! Summer deserves a second chance. Don't you agree?"
There was a pause. But then everyone started to nod their heads in agreement. I then opened up my case and pulled out my black Fender. Within moments, I was playing any song that came to my head. Just one after another.
Later that night, it had turned out that the band decided I was good enough to fill Zack's shoes. A frown was the last thing I was wearing that night.