xX... OK, I have decided not to end the story just cuze of some fucking loser
who is jealous (j/k) anyway, he posted on FF.net and I read his story and
dished out the hate. DAMN did I feel good after that, anyways... this is
chapter 5. The chapter you have (maybe) been waiting for! ...xX
Katie, ever the cool one quickly bent down and picked up the shattered glass, she was standing on her toes and was bending down gathering all the glass, but Zack couldn't think of words to say. It was a sight that none of them had ever, ever expected to see. After a long, uncomfortable pause Katie stood back upright and dumped the twenty or so small shards of glass onto the punch table. Standing before Katie and Zack was a huge entourage of men in dark suits with sunglasses and neatly parted hair. They spread out to different corners of the room, to survey the room. When they parted the left a heavy looking man of about 39.
"Dewey Finn, how nice to see you," Katie courteously said, offering her hand for a shake.
"Posh Spice, nice to see you too," Dewey said, with a certain other worldly air to his voice.
"How have you been? Enjoying fame off MY song?" Zack spat, unable to contain his anger.
"Woah, calm down Zack Attack. That song belonged to SOR and when it split me and Summer were the only remaining members of the band, rightfully, the song belongs to us!"
"When did you get an education like that?" Zack said, his voice soft with an immeasurable amount of hatred in his voice.
Katie, desperate to end the bad blood immediately cut in,
"So, Dewey, why the entourage?" Katie asked.
"My publicist advised me to, she said with so many old familiar faces to be here, I should be careful should bad blood bubble back up, which it just did."
Zack had scooted off half in rage and half to apologize to Tomika, who was standing next to, and talking to, Marco.
"So..." Katie was unable to make conversation with a person who she used to be able to make easy, fun, and fluent conversation. It seemed as though he had moved on. She didn't want it though. She hated him for it, "Dewey, I gotta go retrieve my date, of sorts," she mumbled and hurried through the crowd and off to the bathroom. She went into a stall, closed the door, and proceeded to band her head five or so times against the stall wall, she emerged, re-applied and went back out, felling very much refreshed. She found Zack and they were making their way over to a table to take the seats for the wedding when a figure blocked their way, he smiled. Zack held back his gasp of amazement and Katie (once again) covered for him. She looked at the man and held out a hand
"Freddy Jones, my god, it's been a long time hasn't it?" If you had listened to her at that moment you would have no notion that she was shaken all over inside. Even her hand was wobbly and sweating. Why was it all the sudden the image of Freddy was so surprising to Katie and Zack?
"Katie, you look... great!" Freddy surveyed Katie.
It was either Freddy had changed or Zack and Katie were high. Freddy's hair was blonde (as usual) but not buzzed. He was wearing a casual, lime green button down shirt, and a loose pair of khakis slacks. He had two pierces on his right ear. One at the top (cartilage) and one normal piercing. He was completely under-dressed and looked extremely out of place at THE Oak Room at THE Plaza Hotel. It wasn't the fact that Freddy looked that much weirder, it was just the fact that there had been blood spilled over 15years ago and that he was casually putting it aside to make amends, or a renewed friendship, something that wasn't very Freddy. There was another eerie silence, this one broken by the appearance of Marta. She was looking completely radiant. An understated white tank top wedding dress with a huge, white flower pinned onto one of the straps of the top. The bottom was a pristine white skirt, with floral print designs.
"I'm glad to see everyone's getting acquainted again!" Marta was overly cheerful (as she should have been on her wedding).
"Marta, O' William, you look stunning on this wedding day of yours!" Freddy turned on the charm to a sickly level.
"Oh, shut up, jealous boy!" Marta laughed as Freddy hugged her, "Freddy, why don't you tell Katie and Zack what you've been up to these past, very distant, years?"
"Well, only if you really want to hear it I mean its not that..."
Freddy was cut off by Zack, eager to get off the uncomfortable subject of "hello's" immediately responded,
"Yes, Freddy, tell us! C'mon," Zack pulled up three chairs from a nearby table.
"First of all, Zack, Katie, everything I said or did, during junior high was totally the uh... old me speaking, not really ME."
"Yeah, OK, just tell me your story, OK?" Zack was anxious.
"After the band split up I was in a slum of three of four years of bad people, bad scenarios, a bad life. Major drug usage, a little bit of naughty stuff here and there," he laughed, Katie and Zack were stiff as a dry bone, "Anyway, my mom noticed that there was something wrong so she enrolled me in the army. At first, I was pissed off, so mad, I ran away. I was 17 or so. I went to New York City and lived as a hobo until my parents tracked me down and I was sent to Fort Hood, trained for the army and did service, actual shooting. It was horrible; I was in Peace Keeping Corps. I saw little kids, women, men, towns, hopes, dreams destroyed. All by our "Peaceful" group. I left, abandoned at a stop over in London. I had a cousin there and I stayed with him for about half a year, then I moved to Cambodia to help these people. It was the most fulfilling experience of my life. I just got back, today, six hours ago."
Katie and Zack were dumbstruck,
"Dude, what happened to you?" Zack asked, what had happened to the Freddy he once knew?
"I saw what was more fulfilling in life."
Katie sat, silent for a while, suddenly she spoke: slowly, calmly, and very precise, "I am very happy for you Freddy, you found something to dedicate your life to," She stopped, paused, and grabbed a glass of wine and downed it in one gulp.
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The wedding was beautiful; everyone had to admit that much. Everyone looked so happy. Marta looked like the sun, Alex looked amazingly satisfied and everyone cried, a lot. Marta had managed to get everyone in her class at Horace Green back for the wedding. After the ceremony Zack and Katie took hours catching up with everyone. It was a happy evening. With so many questions unanswered, so much hate bubbling up, and so much confusion, Katie still asked Zack to dance when they played a song, "New York, New York" By Frank Sinatra.
It was a semi slow danced, but they danced slowly. Gulping down every second of the moment. Marta was overjoyed and took at least ten pictures. The twirled, stepped, and tangoed until the final chorus: -These little town blues are melting away I'm gonna make a brand new start of it in old New York A-a-a-nd if I can make it there, I'm gonna make it anywhere It's up to you, New York, New York-
At the end of the dance, Zack dipped Katie down real low, she started to laugh. It was uncontrollable laughter of happiness...
"Oh shut up," Zack muttered and he grabbed Katie's head, drew it close to his and he kissed her, his lips touched hers. They were soft and warm, Zack drew her closer. He could smell her perfume and feel every contour on her body. People were beginning to stare, a fact that Zack and Katie were totally oblivious to as Zack ran his hands there her soft hair. Zack felt every hot breath that came out of Katie's nose as they were locked together for a, oh to short minute or so of love that had been held back way to long.
Sparks were flying as the dance floor must've melted. It went on for minutes. When it was finally over, Zack and Katie stared at each other in awe for a while,
"Zack Mooneyham?" she asked softly.
"What Katie Brown?" he replied.
"I love you more than anything, and I'm so glad your back in my life," She laughed, and pulled her dress up a little.
"Me too..." Zack answered, "More than anything," Zack softly stated, no, confessed.
Katie and Zack just stared at each other, for the longest time, nothing could've stopped the stare, it was one of mad, deep love
xX... Ok, defiantly not my best chapter. But live with it, if I can write it better I'll change it so look for a new one maybe in a few weeks! And, I will be continuing with the story! THANKS TO ANYONE AND EVERYONE! ...xX
Katie, ever the cool one quickly bent down and picked up the shattered glass, she was standing on her toes and was bending down gathering all the glass, but Zack couldn't think of words to say. It was a sight that none of them had ever, ever expected to see. After a long, uncomfortable pause Katie stood back upright and dumped the twenty or so small shards of glass onto the punch table. Standing before Katie and Zack was a huge entourage of men in dark suits with sunglasses and neatly parted hair. They spread out to different corners of the room, to survey the room. When they parted the left a heavy looking man of about 39.
"Dewey Finn, how nice to see you," Katie courteously said, offering her hand for a shake.
"Posh Spice, nice to see you too," Dewey said, with a certain other worldly air to his voice.
"How have you been? Enjoying fame off MY song?" Zack spat, unable to contain his anger.
"Woah, calm down Zack Attack. That song belonged to SOR and when it split me and Summer were the only remaining members of the band, rightfully, the song belongs to us!"
"When did you get an education like that?" Zack said, his voice soft with an immeasurable amount of hatred in his voice.
Katie, desperate to end the bad blood immediately cut in,
"So, Dewey, why the entourage?" Katie asked.
"My publicist advised me to, she said with so many old familiar faces to be here, I should be careful should bad blood bubble back up, which it just did."
Zack had scooted off half in rage and half to apologize to Tomika, who was standing next to, and talking to, Marco.
"So..." Katie was unable to make conversation with a person who she used to be able to make easy, fun, and fluent conversation. It seemed as though he had moved on. She didn't want it though. She hated him for it, "Dewey, I gotta go retrieve my date, of sorts," she mumbled and hurried through the crowd and off to the bathroom. She went into a stall, closed the door, and proceeded to band her head five or so times against the stall wall, she emerged, re-applied and went back out, felling very much refreshed. She found Zack and they were making their way over to a table to take the seats for the wedding when a figure blocked their way, he smiled. Zack held back his gasp of amazement and Katie (once again) covered for him. She looked at the man and held out a hand
"Freddy Jones, my god, it's been a long time hasn't it?" If you had listened to her at that moment you would have no notion that she was shaken all over inside. Even her hand was wobbly and sweating. Why was it all the sudden the image of Freddy was so surprising to Katie and Zack?
"Katie, you look... great!" Freddy surveyed Katie.
It was either Freddy had changed or Zack and Katie were high. Freddy's hair was blonde (as usual) but not buzzed. He was wearing a casual, lime green button down shirt, and a loose pair of khakis slacks. He had two pierces on his right ear. One at the top (cartilage) and one normal piercing. He was completely under-dressed and looked extremely out of place at THE Oak Room at THE Plaza Hotel. It wasn't the fact that Freddy looked that much weirder, it was just the fact that there had been blood spilled over 15years ago and that he was casually putting it aside to make amends, or a renewed friendship, something that wasn't very Freddy. There was another eerie silence, this one broken by the appearance of Marta. She was looking completely radiant. An understated white tank top wedding dress with a huge, white flower pinned onto one of the straps of the top. The bottom was a pristine white skirt, with floral print designs.
"I'm glad to see everyone's getting acquainted again!" Marta was overly cheerful (as she should have been on her wedding).
"Marta, O' William, you look stunning on this wedding day of yours!" Freddy turned on the charm to a sickly level.
"Oh, shut up, jealous boy!" Marta laughed as Freddy hugged her, "Freddy, why don't you tell Katie and Zack what you've been up to these past, very distant, years?"
"Well, only if you really want to hear it I mean its not that..."
Freddy was cut off by Zack, eager to get off the uncomfortable subject of "hello's" immediately responded,
"Yes, Freddy, tell us! C'mon," Zack pulled up three chairs from a nearby table.
"First of all, Zack, Katie, everything I said or did, during junior high was totally the uh... old me speaking, not really ME."
"Yeah, OK, just tell me your story, OK?" Zack was anxious.
"After the band split up I was in a slum of three of four years of bad people, bad scenarios, a bad life. Major drug usage, a little bit of naughty stuff here and there," he laughed, Katie and Zack were stiff as a dry bone, "Anyway, my mom noticed that there was something wrong so she enrolled me in the army. At first, I was pissed off, so mad, I ran away. I was 17 or so. I went to New York City and lived as a hobo until my parents tracked me down and I was sent to Fort Hood, trained for the army and did service, actual shooting. It was horrible; I was in Peace Keeping Corps. I saw little kids, women, men, towns, hopes, dreams destroyed. All by our "Peaceful" group. I left, abandoned at a stop over in London. I had a cousin there and I stayed with him for about half a year, then I moved to Cambodia to help these people. It was the most fulfilling experience of my life. I just got back, today, six hours ago."
Katie and Zack were dumbstruck,
"Dude, what happened to you?" Zack asked, what had happened to the Freddy he once knew?
"I saw what was more fulfilling in life."
Katie sat, silent for a while, suddenly she spoke: slowly, calmly, and very precise, "I am very happy for you Freddy, you found something to dedicate your life to," She stopped, paused, and grabbed a glass of wine and downed it in one gulp.
............................................................................................................
The wedding was beautiful; everyone had to admit that much. Everyone looked so happy. Marta looked like the sun, Alex looked amazingly satisfied and everyone cried, a lot. Marta had managed to get everyone in her class at Horace Green back for the wedding. After the ceremony Zack and Katie took hours catching up with everyone. It was a happy evening. With so many questions unanswered, so much hate bubbling up, and so much confusion, Katie still asked Zack to dance when they played a song, "New York, New York" By Frank Sinatra.
It was a semi slow danced, but they danced slowly. Gulping down every second of the moment. Marta was overjoyed and took at least ten pictures. The twirled, stepped, and tangoed until the final chorus: -These little town blues are melting away I'm gonna make a brand new start of it in old New York A-a-a-nd if I can make it there, I'm gonna make it anywhere It's up to you, New York, New York-
At the end of the dance, Zack dipped Katie down real low, she started to laugh. It was uncontrollable laughter of happiness...
"Oh shut up," Zack muttered and he grabbed Katie's head, drew it close to his and he kissed her, his lips touched hers. They were soft and warm, Zack drew her closer. He could smell her perfume and feel every contour on her body. People were beginning to stare, a fact that Zack and Katie were totally oblivious to as Zack ran his hands there her soft hair. Zack felt every hot breath that came out of Katie's nose as they were locked together for a, oh to short minute or so of love that had been held back way to long.
Sparks were flying as the dance floor must've melted. It went on for minutes. When it was finally over, Zack and Katie stared at each other in awe for a while,
"Zack Mooneyham?" she asked softly.
"What Katie Brown?" he replied.
"I love you more than anything, and I'm so glad your back in my life," She laughed, and pulled her dress up a little.
"Me too..." Zack answered, "More than anything," Zack softly stated, no, confessed.
Katie and Zack just stared at each other, for the longest time, nothing could've stopped the stare, it was one of mad, deep love
xX... Ok, defiantly not my best chapter. But live with it, if I can write it better I'll change it so look for a new one maybe in a few weeks! And, I will be continuing with the story! THANKS TO ANYONE AND EVERYONE! ...xX