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I do own the song in this chapter, as I wrote it. If you'd like to use it,
talk to me.
Author's Notes: Again, I must thank everyone for the wonderful reviews. They are some of the nicest reviews I have ever gotten and I'm touched that people think I am that good. This chapter contains the long awaited Dewey, and band action.
Ch3
Dewey Finn was strumming his guitar randomly, waiting for the rest of School of Rock to arrive. The band was running on its third year together. Dewey was proud that they were still going strong. Most bands he had been in either kicked him out by now, or broke up.
Since their first Battle of the Bands gig, they had played a few small gigs, and two other Battle of the Bands. In each they took second, but they got an encore in one.
Everyone had taken up the roll of rockers for the most part. Lawrence was still a bit stiff, and Billy still preferred sequins and velvet to the bands punked out uniforms. That didn't worry Dewey. What worried him was Zack. Since the first Battle of the Bands, he retreated back to his stiff persona, more reserved. He still was loose enough so Dewey didn't have to remind him about being loosey- goosey, but Dewey wondered why it had happened in the first place.
His head came up at the knock on the door. "It's open!" In entered Freddy, Katie, and Alicia. Freddy had a bright red mark on his cheek. "Freddy, my man what happened?" Freddy mumbled something unintelligible. "Dude, couldn't hear you, what was that?"
Alicia cut in, smirking. "Spazzy over here was the man, and Summer stuck it to his ass. Slapped him, cursed him out and everything."
Dewey looked shocked. "Tinks did that? Did you burn her book or something dude?"
Freddy glared sitting at the drumset. "She freaked over nothing."
"Well, that doesn't sound like Summer."
Katie nodded. "She hasn't been herself all day. But she gets like that every once in a while. It's really part of Summer."
"Where are the others?"
"Zack went to calm Summer down. The rest of the group didn't want to come just yet." Katie explained.
After a brief period of silence, Dewey spoke. "What did Tinks blow up at?"
"Well, we had just spent the whole day watching this documentary about child abuse and Freddy said it was a waste of time and a few other stupid comments. Summer got really mad." Alicia tilted her head towards Freddy. "He's too embarrassed that a girl got the best of him."
"Shut the hell up!"
"Hey." Dewey said. "Can't create musical fusion with band members fighting." Freddy began pounding on the drums, as Marta, Tomeka, and Lawrence entered. "Hey guys. Spazzy is a little frustrated right now. If you don't want to bust a gut trying to talk, may I suggest Ned's room." All but Katie hurriedly left. "What's up Posh?!"
"I wanted to see Summer when she got here! Make sure she's all right!" Dewey didn't ask any more questions, already tired of shouting. The two sat in a half silence until Zack and Summer walked in. Summer's eyes were rimmed with red, but the second she saw Freddy she looked angry. Zack put a hand on her arm, attempting to calm her. "Katie! Go get the others! We're gonna start practice!"
Freddy heard the announcement and stopped his drumming, walking over to the couch for band meeting Zack and Summer did the same, sitting on two folding chairs. "I'm surprised you took the time to stop your little campaign of help the children to come." Freddy's voice was biting.
Summer's voice was ice cold. "I'm surprised you can sit and talk at the same time. Good job."
"Hey! Both of you, calm down now." Dewey looked directly at Freddy, feeling he wouldn't be the one to stop. "I realize the both of you are angry with each other, but you both know the rules. Leave the angry words, at the door, release your angry feelings, into the rock." The rest of the band filed in, taking seats and saying greetings. "OK, let's start up band meeting. Has anybody got any important issues?"
Alicia raised her hand. "Have we decided what songs we're doing for the next Battle of the Bands?"
Summer consulted her clipboard. "So far we only have one definite for the set of three. School of Rock."
Freddy scoffed. "I could have told you that without Miss Priss over there's stupid clipboard."
Again Zack found himself trying to calm Summer, while Dewey spoke. "We'll talk about that a bit further into rehearsal. Anything else?"
"I'd just like to remind that band that just because Battle of the Bands is a month away, it doesn't mean we shouldn't be practicing harder now." Summer said matter-of-factly. "We made that mistake last time and everybody flubbed at least once."
"Didn't you pay any attention in fifth grade Summer?" Freddy mocked using her words. "Rock ain't about being perfect."
"Apparently your grammar isn't either." Summer rolled her eyes. "I'm only saying those mistakes cost and I think I speak for everyone when I say I'm tired of getting second."
"Actually, just because your ego is the size of this apartment, doesn't mean you speak for me, Tinkerbell."
"You're going to talk to me about ego size?" Summer was incredulous. "Compared to you, my ego is the size of a fruit fly. And at least I don't think I can't improve."
"That's because you're OCD. Nothing's perfect and nothings meant to be perfect. And just to remind you no one at our school is getting abused." Summer shook from Zack and slapped Freddy on the same cheek. "That's the second time you've done that you witch!"
"Yeah, and she'll have full permission to do it again if you don't shut up." Dewey nodded. "Now I don't want either of you speaking until I say so or I will call your parents to take you home and inform them you are on band suspension." Summer instantly subdued, leaning back in her chair, seething. Freddy did the same, glaring scathingly at her. "Does anyone have anything else to discuss?"
"Summer and I have a song we wrote. Really, Summer wrote the lyrics and I did the music." Zack informed.
"Well, let's hear it." Katie smiled. The rest of the group aside from Freddie, concurred.
Zack stood and walked to where his guitar rested. "It's really meant for a girl to sing. And since Summer is hiding another talent from us, I'd like to have her sing it for you."
"Dude." Dewey waved his hand. "No offense to you or Summer, but, we all heard her in fifth grade."
"Just trust me on this one Dewey. Summer?"
Summer walked next to Zack as he played the introduction and began singing in her melodic voice.
"Her day at school was fine
She went there happily
But then got home to find
A longing to be free
Her mother's screams
Her father's shouts
The blows are raining down
The pain explodes
She longs for love
But only finds their sounds
Watch her bleed
Watch her cry
On her bed of Thorns
Watch her bleed
Watch her cry
Make her hurt no more
He played the game
Only to lose
His dad comes home, its all the same
Nothing can hide the bruise
His mother's screams
His father's shouts
The blows keep raining down
The pain explodes
He longs for love
But only finds their sounds
Watch him bleed
Watch him cry
On his bed of thorns
Watch him bleed
Watch him cry
Make him hurt no more
The circle of fire that causes me pain
The acidy rain of the truth
The needing and wanting again and again
For a way to heal the wounds
My mother's screams
My father's yells
The blows still raining down
The pain explodes
I long for love
I only find their sounds
Watch me bleed
Watch me cry
On my bed of thorns
Watch me bleed
Watch me cry
Make me hurt no more
Make me hurt no more"
The entire band was clapping when they finished. Even Freddy. "That was amazing! Summer, when did you get that voice?" Dewey was blown away.
"I've kinda always had it. I just didn't want to be in in the band."
"That song was really great." Marta said. "A little bit more...depressing then what we're used to but, I like it." The group began to buzz around Zack and Summer, but Freddy pulled Dewey aside.
"Can we have a band meeting right now? Without Summer or Zack?"
"Dude, if this is about your feud with Summer, then no."
"Its not that. I swear." He added at Dewey's skeptical look.
"All right. "Dewey finally nodded. "I'll talk to Zack about getting out of here with Summer, I think he'll take it better."
"Just tell her that you want her to tutor him in French. He's not doing so hot there right now."
Dewey nodded again. "I'll get on it."
Freddy muttered a quick thanks and walked to the kitchen table, muttering. "I'm such an asshole."
§ § §
Freddy was still muttering when Zack and Summer left. "OK, Spazzy, what's this about?" Dewey asked.
"I'm an asshole." Freddy answered simply looking up.
"Well...duh." Tomeka muttered.
"Seriously, didn't you guys think anything was up with that song?" When no one answered, Freddy shook his head. "It was about abuse guys. I don't think anyone could write that deeply about it without experience with it."
"Are you saying you think Summer is being abused?" Katie asked.
"Not just her. Zack too. We've all seen the bruises in PE and we know he's not that clumsy. And we've seen his father. He's a jerk."
"What's bringing this on?" Marta looked at Freddy strangely. "I thought you were set on the fact that no one was getting abused. And if its true, why didn't they tell anyone?"
"It's brought on because there has to be a reason Summer was so touchy about the abuse video. Either she is protecting Zack by saying she wrote the song so people wouldn't start getting suspicious, or they're the other two."
Dewey was quizzical. "Other two, man?"
"The movie said one in three people report abuse. That means the other two don't. I think Zack and Summer are the other two."
That's the second chapter. I have a quick poll for everyone. There's going to be a dance coming up in later chapters I already know who most are going with, but should Freddy go with Katie or Marta? I hope you liked this chapter as well as the last one.
Random Quote of the Day: "Those who dance are considered insane by those who can't hear the music."—George Carlin
And a final thank you to all reviewers.
supergirljen
writerdude3000
Xo Miss Riley Xo
firefairy6655
pianoplayer502
Nanners-77
xobadrhymer03
Swimmerkitti
Author's Notes: Again, I must thank everyone for the wonderful reviews. They are some of the nicest reviews I have ever gotten and I'm touched that people think I am that good. This chapter contains the long awaited Dewey, and band action.
Ch3
Dewey Finn was strumming his guitar randomly, waiting for the rest of School of Rock to arrive. The band was running on its third year together. Dewey was proud that they were still going strong. Most bands he had been in either kicked him out by now, or broke up.
Since their first Battle of the Bands gig, they had played a few small gigs, and two other Battle of the Bands. In each they took second, but they got an encore in one.
Everyone had taken up the roll of rockers for the most part. Lawrence was still a bit stiff, and Billy still preferred sequins and velvet to the bands punked out uniforms. That didn't worry Dewey. What worried him was Zack. Since the first Battle of the Bands, he retreated back to his stiff persona, more reserved. He still was loose enough so Dewey didn't have to remind him about being loosey- goosey, but Dewey wondered why it had happened in the first place.
His head came up at the knock on the door. "It's open!" In entered Freddy, Katie, and Alicia. Freddy had a bright red mark on his cheek. "Freddy, my man what happened?" Freddy mumbled something unintelligible. "Dude, couldn't hear you, what was that?"
Alicia cut in, smirking. "Spazzy over here was the man, and Summer stuck it to his ass. Slapped him, cursed him out and everything."
Dewey looked shocked. "Tinks did that? Did you burn her book or something dude?"
Freddy glared sitting at the drumset. "She freaked over nothing."
"Well, that doesn't sound like Summer."
Katie nodded. "She hasn't been herself all day. But she gets like that every once in a while. It's really part of Summer."
"Where are the others?"
"Zack went to calm Summer down. The rest of the group didn't want to come just yet." Katie explained.
After a brief period of silence, Dewey spoke. "What did Tinks blow up at?"
"Well, we had just spent the whole day watching this documentary about child abuse and Freddy said it was a waste of time and a few other stupid comments. Summer got really mad." Alicia tilted her head towards Freddy. "He's too embarrassed that a girl got the best of him."
"Shut the hell up!"
"Hey." Dewey said. "Can't create musical fusion with band members fighting." Freddy began pounding on the drums, as Marta, Tomeka, and Lawrence entered. "Hey guys. Spazzy is a little frustrated right now. If you don't want to bust a gut trying to talk, may I suggest Ned's room." All but Katie hurriedly left. "What's up Posh?!"
"I wanted to see Summer when she got here! Make sure she's all right!" Dewey didn't ask any more questions, already tired of shouting. The two sat in a half silence until Zack and Summer walked in. Summer's eyes were rimmed with red, but the second she saw Freddy she looked angry. Zack put a hand on her arm, attempting to calm her. "Katie! Go get the others! We're gonna start practice!"
Freddy heard the announcement and stopped his drumming, walking over to the couch for band meeting Zack and Summer did the same, sitting on two folding chairs. "I'm surprised you took the time to stop your little campaign of help the children to come." Freddy's voice was biting.
Summer's voice was ice cold. "I'm surprised you can sit and talk at the same time. Good job."
"Hey! Both of you, calm down now." Dewey looked directly at Freddy, feeling he wouldn't be the one to stop. "I realize the both of you are angry with each other, but you both know the rules. Leave the angry words, at the door, release your angry feelings, into the rock." The rest of the band filed in, taking seats and saying greetings. "OK, let's start up band meeting. Has anybody got any important issues?"
Alicia raised her hand. "Have we decided what songs we're doing for the next Battle of the Bands?"
Summer consulted her clipboard. "So far we only have one definite for the set of three. School of Rock."
Freddy scoffed. "I could have told you that without Miss Priss over there's stupid clipboard."
Again Zack found himself trying to calm Summer, while Dewey spoke. "We'll talk about that a bit further into rehearsal. Anything else?"
"I'd just like to remind that band that just because Battle of the Bands is a month away, it doesn't mean we shouldn't be practicing harder now." Summer said matter-of-factly. "We made that mistake last time and everybody flubbed at least once."
"Didn't you pay any attention in fifth grade Summer?" Freddy mocked using her words. "Rock ain't about being perfect."
"Apparently your grammar isn't either." Summer rolled her eyes. "I'm only saying those mistakes cost and I think I speak for everyone when I say I'm tired of getting second."
"Actually, just because your ego is the size of this apartment, doesn't mean you speak for me, Tinkerbell."
"You're going to talk to me about ego size?" Summer was incredulous. "Compared to you, my ego is the size of a fruit fly. And at least I don't think I can't improve."
"That's because you're OCD. Nothing's perfect and nothings meant to be perfect. And just to remind you no one at our school is getting abused." Summer shook from Zack and slapped Freddy on the same cheek. "That's the second time you've done that you witch!"
"Yeah, and she'll have full permission to do it again if you don't shut up." Dewey nodded. "Now I don't want either of you speaking until I say so or I will call your parents to take you home and inform them you are on band suspension." Summer instantly subdued, leaning back in her chair, seething. Freddy did the same, glaring scathingly at her. "Does anyone have anything else to discuss?"
"Summer and I have a song we wrote. Really, Summer wrote the lyrics and I did the music." Zack informed.
"Well, let's hear it." Katie smiled. The rest of the group aside from Freddie, concurred.
Zack stood and walked to where his guitar rested. "It's really meant for a girl to sing. And since Summer is hiding another talent from us, I'd like to have her sing it for you."
"Dude." Dewey waved his hand. "No offense to you or Summer, but, we all heard her in fifth grade."
"Just trust me on this one Dewey. Summer?"
Summer walked next to Zack as he played the introduction and began singing in her melodic voice.
"Her day at school was fine
She went there happily
But then got home to find
A longing to be free
Her mother's screams
Her father's shouts
The blows are raining down
The pain explodes
She longs for love
But only finds their sounds
Watch her bleed
Watch her cry
On her bed of Thorns
Watch her bleed
Watch her cry
Make her hurt no more
He played the game
Only to lose
His dad comes home, its all the same
Nothing can hide the bruise
His mother's screams
His father's shouts
The blows keep raining down
The pain explodes
He longs for love
But only finds their sounds
Watch him bleed
Watch him cry
On his bed of thorns
Watch him bleed
Watch him cry
Make him hurt no more
The circle of fire that causes me pain
The acidy rain of the truth
The needing and wanting again and again
For a way to heal the wounds
My mother's screams
My father's yells
The blows still raining down
The pain explodes
I long for love
I only find their sounds
Watch me bleed
Watch me cry
On my bed of thorns
Watch me bleed
Watch me cry
Make me hurt no more
Make me hurt no more"
The entire band was clapping when they finished. Even Freddy. "That was amazing! Summer, when did you get that voice?" Dewey was blown away.
"I've kinda always had it. I just didn't want to be in in the band."
"That song was really great." Marta said. "A little bit more...depressing then what we're used to but, I like it." The group began to buzz around Zack and Summer, but Freddy pulled Dewey aside.
"Can we have a band meeting right now? Without Summer or Zack?"
"Dude, if this is about your feud with Summer, then no."
"Its not that. I swear." He added at Dewey's skeptical look.
"All right. "Dewey finally nodded. "I'll talk to Zack about getting out of here with Summer, I think he'll take it better."
"Just tell her that you want her to tutor him in French. He's not doing so hot there right now."
Dewey nodded again. "I'll get on it."
Freddy muttered a quick thanks and walked to the kitchen table, muttering. "I'm such an asshole."
§ § §
Freddy was still muttering when Zack and Summer left. "OK, Spazzy, what's this about?" Dewey asked.
"I'm an asshole." Freddy answered simply looking up.
"Well...duh." Tomeka muttered.
"Seriously, didn't you guys think anything was up with that song?" When no one answered, Freddy shook his head. "It was about abuse guys. I don't think anyone could write that deeply about it without experience with it."
"Are you saying you think Summer is being abused?" Katie asked.
"Not just her. Zack too. We've all seen the bruises in PE and we know he's not that clumsy. And we've seen his father. He's a jerk."
"What's bringing this on?" Marta looked at Freddy strangely. "I thought you were set on the fact that no one was getting abused. And if its true, why didn't they tell anyone?"
"It's brought on because there has to be a reason Summer was so touchy about the abuse video. Either she is protecting Zack by saying she wrote the song so people wouldn't start getting suspicious, or they're the other two."
Dewey was quizzical. "Other two, man?"
"The movie said one in three people report abuse. That means the other two don't. I think Zack and Summer are the other two."
That's the second chapter. I have a quick poll for everyone. There's going to be a dance coming up in later chapters I already know who most are going with, but should Freddy go with Katie or Marta? I hope you liked this chapter as well as the last one.
Random Quote of the Day: "Those who dance are considered insane by those who can't hear the music."—George Carlin
And a final thank you to all reviewers.
supergirljen
writerdude3000
Xo Miss Riley Xo
firefairy6655
pianoplayer502
Nanners-77
xobadrhymer03
Swimmerkitti