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Author's notes: And here we are at chapter three. Gonna be kicking it up a notch (sorry, my parents are watching Emeril) and bringing in more fun things. This chapter has stalking. This chapter has romance. But most importantly, it has Freddy having problems with Mrs. Thorngood. Thanks to everyone who reviewed. Again, I'll have to apologize if any of the French is incorrect. The French incident is again something my teacher's friend did. I'm not positive on some of the details and my friend is so lazy and never checks her e-mail that she didn't get back to me so it might be wrong, but you can still get the general idea of what was supposed to happen by the English translation.
Chapter 3
When the Zack, Freddy, and Summer arrived at school the next day, things were about as normal as they could be. They opted to go straight to their classroom, simply for the purpose of more privacy. Mrs. Thorngood wasn't in until just before the bell rang. The three sat at their desks, and Summer checked her schedule quickly. Wednesday they had math all day until last period PE. She rolled her eyes. "This is a fun day."
Freddy glanced over at the paper and groaned. "Math. All. Day. With her. Somebody shoot me now."
"I left my gun at home." The three turned to see Garrett entering, his uniform a model of perfection, but his face with an almost satanic smirk on his face. "Otherwise it would be my pleasure."
Zack opened his desk, pulling out his math notebook. "Aren't we friendly. What are you doing inside?"
Garrett sauntered over to his desk. "I heard it through the grapevine that the lovely Ms. Hathaway was in here. I wanted to get to know her better."
"Funny, she has absolutely no interest in getting to know you." Summer retorted at his sugary sweet tone.
Garrett looked pointedly at her. "I've already learned two new things about her. Assertive, and sarcastic. While speechless is a finer quality I'm sure we could work around that."
"Well, I guess I've learned something about the great Garrett." Freddy began.
"And what's that?" Garrett asked.
"He assumes things. Sooner or later, he's just gonna make an ass out of himself. My money's on sooner." The smirk switched places from Garrett to Freddy.
Zack grabbed a high five from Freddy behind Summer's desk. "I'll put some money on that one."
Garrett glared. "I'd grace that with a response, but the bell's going to ring soon and Mrs. Thorngood doesn't need to hear teenage bickering."
The group stayed in silence for a while as students and Mrs. Thorngood filtered in and the bell rang. "Good morning class. Today is our first math class. We're going to spend the day taking a pretest to determine which level of math you will be taking. While Mr. Krikor passes those out, I will explain the rules of test taking in this room. If anyone is caught talking, the test will be ripped up, and you will be given a zero. Frederick, do you care to guess what my next rule will be?"
Freddy spoke sarcastically. "It would be my pleasure Mrs. Thorngood. I predict that your next rule will be if you write anything but your given name on the name line, the test will be ripped up because nicknames do not exist in this room."
Mrs. Thorngood shook her head, marking something on her clipboard. "I'm sorry Mr. Jones, but that is rule number three. The correct answer is anyone who is caught looking at someone else's paper, will have their paper ripped up, and be given a zero."
§ § §
Summer met up with Freddy, Zack and Katie after changing into her PE uniform. "How do you guys think you did on that pretest? I think I did OK, but that last question threw me off."
Zack looked at her. "How could you even concentrate on that test?"
"If you had lived with my mom you'd be able to put all thoughts aside till important things were over too." Summer remarked. "Besides Garrett the halfwit goon and this stalker don't have enough brains put together to get me."
The other three looked strangely at each other as their teacher, Mr. Tallys called order for the class. "OK, since today is the first day of PE, everyone gets to see if they can still climb the rope. Who would like to go first?"
Summer shrugged. "Might as well get it over with. "I will Mr. Tallys!" She called.
"Very well. Summer Hathaway, come on down!"
As Summer left, Katie looked at the boys. "Does something seem weird with Summer?"
"Yeah." Freddy nodded. "Last night at my house, she was totally freaked. Now look at her." He gestured to where Summer was climbing the rope like a madwoman.
"She was like this yesterday until she got the envelope, too." Katie responded.
"This is part of Summer. She prefers being the tough as nails girl, not someone who gets rattled by a stalker." Zack began. "She is scared and upset, but she's not gonna show anyone unless she's really comfortable them. You saw her initial reaction to those photos, then she shut the emotions beneath her ice like exterior."
Freddy stared for a second. "Thank you Oprah."
"Hey, if your gonna make fun of me, at least use Dr. Phil."
"But that explanation was so Oprah."
"Lay off him Spazzy. Summer's coming back." Katie warned.
Summer walked up and greeted quickly. "I'll be right back. Mr. Tallys said I could change."
"But then Zack won't get to stare at you in those little navy shorts you girls get to wear." Freddy sniggered.
Summer didn't respond as she exited the gymnasium and made a right to the girls locker room. She normally would go to one of the changing stalls, but she stayed out in the changing area because she was alone. She quickly took off her gray T-shirt and navy shorts and back into her knee socks, pleated skirt, blouse, blazer, and the rest of the school uniform. When she went to get her charm bracelet though, she couldn't find it. "Damn it." She cursed under her breath. "I was wearing it when I came in here."
"Wearing what?" It was Katie.
"My charm bracelet. I took it off so it wouldn't break in PE."
"And now its gone?" Katie began to change.
"Yeah. Damn it." Summer repeated. "If someone stole it I'll kill them."
"Don't you think that's a bit extreme?"
"Zack gave me over half the charms on that bracelet. That thing is my life."
"Maybe you took it off upstairs and its in your desk. We can check before we head over to Dewey's."
"Maybe."
§ § §
Summer went to the library after band practice with Zack, still without her charm bracelet. The practice had gone smoothly with no deliveries, and it was clear to the band now that the gig would go fine, assuming everyone could perform. Freddy had not gone with them, insisting they took some alone time. Both had the feeling he just wanted alone time with Katie at his house. They were reviewing their notes for their next French class, which would be tomorrow. "OK, so you don't want anymore food. What do you tell the host/hostess?" Summer asked.
Zack smiled. "Easy. Je suis plein."
Summer smiled back. "Men can't get pregnant."
"Never would have guessed that one. What brought this on?"
"If I were a French person, that's what I would assume you just meant. You said you were physically full. Hunger is a feeling. Saying you are physically full might lead to some interesting assumptions."
"Embarrassing ones at that."
"It is right up there with Freddy and his préservatifs."
"OK, so how should I really say I'm full? I don't need the rest of the class thinking I belong in the National Inquirer."
"Well, what you really want to say is I have fullness. J'ai l'abondance."
"Is it my turn to ask you a question?" Summer nodded. "Vous m'aimez ?"
"Oui, je fais. J'aime vous aime que les amours de Freddy jouent du tambour. J'aime vous aime qu'un ours aime le miel. J'aime vous aime que Roméo a aimé Juliet. J'aime vous aime la vie lui-même."
"I have no clue what you just said. You win."
"You asked me, 'do you love me?'. Well, I answered your question. Yes, I do. I love you like Freddy loves drumming. I love you like a bear loves honey. I love you like Romeo loved Juliet. I love you like life itself."
"I love you too."
"It only counts if you say it in French."
"Je vous aime aussi."
"Merci." They kissed. "Let's get to your place, Freddy's parents will be home soon."
§ § §
Zack and Summer walked through their neighborhood passed Summer's house and then a few more, until they were in front of Zack's new home. "I better grab the mail." Zack said. "I highly doubt Freddy remembered, what with his distraction." He opened the plain black mailbox and took out the envelopes and a small cardboard box. The box had Summer's name on it, but Zack and Freddy's address. It was the same handwriting as the two folders she had received. He was tempted to hide it from Summer and just give it to the waiting police officer.
"That package is for me isn't it?" She asked. "Your face is giving you away." Zack nodded. "We'll open it inside."
"Should I grab the officer?"
"No. We'll give it to her when we're done. I want room to have my reaction before whatever the police want me to have."
The two walked up the driveway and inside towards the living room, ignoring Katie and Freddy making out on the couch as they closed the curtains. "Should we stop them?" Was Zack's newest question.
"Allow me." Summer went by Freddy and whispered a quick phrase.
He quickly pulled apart from Summer. "What the hell Summer? My mom's not in here."
"I know. Just thought I should stop you before the fornication began."
"What are you guys doing here?" Katie asked, brushing her askew hair behind her ears. "I thought you were at the library."
"We were. We figured we should get here before Freddy's parents to break you two up. Make it look like you actually studied." Zack responded.
Freddy mulled over this. "Good idea." He paused, looking at the small package in Summer's hands. "Have you opened that yet?"
"She was just about to." Summer sat down on the ottoman across from the chair Zack took as Freddy and Katie untangled themselves, and opened the side of the box. Out tumbled her charm bracelet, all the charms detached and broken in half. She didn't say anything at this, but she was crying, freely. Zack quickly got from his seat and went to comfort her. He found away to get the box to Freddy. "See if there's a note man."
As Zack began to work with Summer, Freddy pulled out a piece of blue paper. "Dearest Summer. I know you loved this bracelet but I had to destroy it. I find them disgustingly ugly. Though I hate to make you unhappy, you will be much happier with the jewelry I give you. Which brings me to exciting news. I heard it through the grapevine, that Friday is a dress-down day. Tomorrow, you will be receiving a large package. It will contain an outfit that I know will look wonderful on you. If you wear it, I will be revealing my identity to you. I do know you are curious to know who your little spaz is. I hope this will only bring us together. Your little spaz." Freddy paused. "Why does the phrase 'heard it through the grapevine' sound so familiar?"
Katie looked at him. "It's a song."
"No." Summer pulled back wiping her face. "We heard someone say it today. Garrett. When he was annoying the hell out of us. Let's go give this to the police and tell them about Garrett. They could use a suspect."
§ § §
"I think I'm going to do it." Summer nodded as the three teens headed upstairs after dinner.
"Do what?" Freddy asked.
"Wear the clothes this guy sends me."
"The police said you didn't have to Summer." Zack began. "They were pretty against it."
Summer stopped midstep. "It's not like they can tell me what I can and can't do. That's my dad's job and he's never home. I make my decisions for myself."
"But you heard the police." Freddy looked at her. "This guys potentially dangerous. As in, he's a nutjob. If you do what he wants he might go after you."
"And if I don't I just get tormented by pictures, notes and destroyed objects for the rest of my life. The police have absolutely no evidence to link any suspect they may or may not have to this."
"I'm not saying I'm against you doing this, but what if the police can't stop him if he does try something? I happen to like my girlfriend in one piece."
"It won't get that far. They said if I chose to do it I'd be wired. The second his guy confesses, in they come. And if he does try anything, I have three big strong men to protect me."
Zack and Freddy both raised an eyebrow. "Three?"
"Lawrence people. You two, and Lawrence. Of course there's also band security. And I'm sure Katie wouldn't mind lending a hand. Neither would Tomeka or Alicia. And most teachers."
"We get the point." Zack raised his hand. "You are well protected and we're worrying over nothing."
"Yes, that would be my point. Glad I got it across."
That's chapter three. Quick feedback question; Do you enjoy the French scenes? I'm using them as filler really, because life isn't all action, but I could find more interesting fillers.
Random Quote of the Day: "All of the people in my building are insane. The guy above me designs synthetic hairballs for ceramic cats. The lady across the hall tried to rob a department store... with a pricing gun... She said, "Give me all of the money in the vault, or I'm marking down everything in the store."—Steven Wright
A final thanks to reviewers;
writerdude3000
Swimmerkitti
Pannalid
Author's notes: And here we are at chapter three. Gonna be kicking it up a notch (sorry, my parents are watching Emeril) and bringing in more fun things. This chapter has stalking. This chapter has romance. But most importantly, it has Freddy having problems with Mrs. Thorngood. Thanks to everyone who reviewed. Again, I'll have to apologize if any of the French is incorrect. The French incident is again something my teacher's friend did. I'm not positive on some of the details and my friend is so lazy and never checks her e-mail that she didn't get back to me so it might be wrong, but you can still get the general idea of what was supposed to happen by the English translation.
Chapter 3
When the Zack, Freddy, and Summer arrived at school the next day, things were about as normal as they could be. They opted to go straight to their classroom, simply for the purpose of more privacy. Mrs. Thorngood wasn't in until just before the bell rang. The three sat at their desks, and Summer checked her schedule quickly. Wednesday they had math all day until last period PE. She rolled her eyes. "This is a fun day."
Freddy glanced over at the paper and groaned. "Math. All. Day. With her. Somebody shoot me now."
"I left my gun at home." The three turned to see Garrett entering, his uniform a model of perfection, but his face with an almost satanic smirk on his face. "Otherwise it would be my pleasure."
Zack opened his desk, pulling out his math notebook. "Aren't we friendly. What are you doing inside?"
Garrett sauntered over to his desk. "I heard it through the grapevine that the lovely Ms. Hathaway was in here. I wanted to get to know her better."
"Funny, she has absolutely no interest in getting to know you." Summer retorted at his sugary sweet tone.
Garrett looked pointedly at her. "I've already learned two new things about her. Assertive, and sarcastic. While speechless is a finer quality I'm sure we could work around that."
"Well, I guess I've learned something about the great Garrett." Freddy began.
"And what's that?" Garrett asked.
"He assumes things. Sooner or later, he's just gonna make an ass out of himself. My money's on sooner." The smirk switched places from Garrett to Freddy.
Zack grabbed a high five from Freddy behind Summer's desk. "I'll put some money on that one."
Garrett glared. "I'd grace that with a response, but the bell's going to ring soon and Mrs. Thorngood doesn't need to hear teenage bickering."
The group stayed in silence for a while as students and Mrs. Thorngood filtered in and the bell rang. "Good morning class. Today is our first math class. We're going to spend the day taking a pretest to determine which level of math you will be taking. While Mr. Krikor passes those out, I will explain the rules of test taking in this room. If anyone is caught talking, the test will be ripped up, and you will be given a zero. Frederick, do you care to guess what my next rule will be?"
Freddy spoke sarcastically. "It would be my pleasure Mrs. Thorngood. I predict that your next rule will be if you write anything but your given name on the name line, the test will be ripped up because nicknames do not exist in this room."
Mrs. Thorngood shook her head, marking something on her clipboard. "I'm sorry Mr. Jones, but that is rule number three. The correct answer is anyone who is caught looking at someone else's paper, will have their paper ripped up, and be given a zero."
§ § §
Summer met up with Freddy, Zack and Katie after changing into her PE uniform. "How do you guys think you did on that pretest? I think I did OK, but that last question threw me off."
Zack looked at her. "How could you even concentrate on that test?"
"If you had lived with my mom you'd be able to put all thoughts aside till important things were over too." Summer remarked. "Besides Garrett the halfwit goon and this stalker don't have enough brains put together to get me."
The other three looked strangely at each other as their teacher, Mr. Tallys called order for the class. "OK, since today is the first day of PE, everyone gets to see if they can still climb the rope. Who would like to go first?"
Summer shrugged. "Might as well get it over with. "I will Mr. Tallys!" She called.
"Very well. Summer Hathaway, come on down!"
As Summer left, Katie looked at the boys. "Does something seem weird with Summer?"
"Yeah." Freddy nodded. "Last night at my house, she was totally freaked. Now look at her." He gestured to where Summer was climbing the rope like a madwoman.
"She was like this yesterday until she got the envelope, too." Katie responded.
"This is part of Summer. She prefers being the tough as nails girl, not someone who gets rattled by a stalker." Zack began. "She is scared and upset, but she's not gonna show anyone unless she's really comfortable them. You saw her initial reaction to those photos, then she shut the emotions beneath her ice like exterior."
Freddy stared for a second. "Thank you Oprah."
"Hey, if your gonna make fun of me, at least use Dr. Phil."
"But that explanation was so Oprah."
"Lay off him Spazzy. Summer's coming back." Katie warned.
Summer walked up and greeted quickly. "I'll be right back. Mr. Tallys said I could change."
"But then Zack won't get to stare at you in those little navy shorts you girls get to wear." Freddy sniggered.
Summer didn't respond as she exited the gymnasium and made a right to the girls locker room. She normally would go to one of the changing stalls, but she stayed out in the changing area because she was alone. She quickly took off her gray T-shirt and navy shorts and back into her knee socks, pleated skirt, blouse, blazer, and the rest of the school uniform. When she went to get her charm bracelet though, she couldn't find it. "Damn it." She cursed under her breath. "I was wearing it when I came in here."
"Wearing what?" It was Katie.
"My charm bracelet. I took it off so it wouldn't break in PE."
"And now its gone?" Katie began to change.
"Yeah. Damn it." Summer repeated. "If someone stole it I'll kill them."
"Don't you think that's a bit extreme?"
"Zack gave me over half the charms on that bracelet. That thing is my life."
"Maybe you took it off upstairs and its in your desk. We can check before we head over to Dewey's."
"Maybe."
§ § §
Summer went to the library after band practice with Zack, still without her charm bracelet. The practice had gone smoothly with no deliveries, and it was clear to the band now that the gig would go fine, assuming everyone could perform. Freddy had not gone with them, insisting they took some alone time. Both had the feeling he just wanted alone time with Katie at his house. They were reviewing their notes for their next French class, which would be tomorrow. "OK, so you don't want anymore food. What do you tell the host/hostess?" Summer asked.
Zack smiled. "Easy. Je suis plein."
Summer smiled back. "Men can't get pregnant."
"Never would have guessed that one. What brought this on?"
"If I were a French person, that's what I would assume you just meant. You said you were physically full. Hunger is a feeling. Saying you are physically full might lead to some interesting assumptions."
"Embarrassing ones at that."
"It is right up there with Freddy and his préservatifs."
"OK, so how should I really say I'm full? I don't need the rest of the class thinking I belong in the National Inquirer."
"Well, what you really want to say is I have fullness. J'ai l'abondance."
"Is it my turn to ask you a question?" Summer nodded. "Vous m'aimez ?"
"Oui, je fais. J'aime vous aime que les amours de Freddy jouent du tambour. J'aime vous aime qu'un ours aime le miel. J'aime vous aime que Roméo a aimé Juliet. J'aime vous aime la vie lui-même."
"I have no clue what you just said. You win."
"You asked me, 'do you love me?'. Well, I answered your question. Yes, I do. I love you like Freddy loves drumming. I love you like a bear loves honey. I love you like Romeo loved Juliet. I love you like life itself."
"I love you too."
"It only counts if you say it in French."
"Je vous aime aussi."
"Merci." They kissed. "Let's get to your place, Freddy's parents will be home soon."
§ § §
Zack and Summer walked through their neighborhood passed Summer's house and then a few more, until they were in front of Zack's new home. "I better grab the mail." Zack said. "I highly doubt Freddy remembered, what with his distraction." He opened the plain black mailbox and took out the envelopes and a small cardboard box. The box had Summer's name on it, but Zack and Freddy's address. It was the same handwriting as the two folders she had received. He was tempted to hide it from Summer and just give it to the waiting police officer.
"That package is for me isn't it?" She asked. "Your face is giving you away." Zack nodded. "We'll open it inside."
"Should I grab the officer?"
"No. We'll give it to her when we're done. I want room to have my reaction before whatever the police want me to have."
The two walked up the driveway and inside towards the living room, ignoring Katie and Freddy making out on the couch as they closed the curtains. "Should we stop them?" Was Zack's newest question.
"Allow me." Summer went by Freddy and whispered a quick phrase.
He quickly pulled apart from Summer. "What the hell Summer? My mom's not in here."
"I know. Just thought I should stop you before the fornication began."
"What are you guys doing here?" Katie asked, brushing her askew hair behind her ears. "I thought you were at the library."
"We were. We figured we should get here before Freddy's parents to break you two up. Make it look like you actually studied." Zack responded.
Freddy mulled over this. "Good idea." He paused, looking at the small package in Summer's hands. "Have you opened that yet?"
"She was just about to." Summer sat down on the ottoman across from the chair Zack took as Freddy and Katie untangled themselves, and opened the side of the box. Out tumbled her charm bracelet, all the charms detached and broken in half. She didn't say anything at this, but she was crying, freely. Zack quickly got from his seat and went to comfort her. He found away to get the box to Freddy. "See if there's a note man."
As Zack began to work with Summer, Freddy pulled out a piece of blue paper. "Dearest Summer. I know you loved this bracelet but I had to destroy it. I find them disgustingly ugly. Though I hate to make you unhappy, you will be much happier with the jewelry I give you. Which brings me to exciting news. I heard it through the grapevine, that Friday is a dress-down day. Tomorrow, you will be receiving a large package. It will contain an outfit that I know will look wonderful on you. If you wear it, I will be revealing my identity to you. I do know you are curious to know who your little spaz is. I hope this will only bring us together. Your little spaz." Freddy paused. "Why does the phrase 'heard it through the grapevine' sound so familiar?"
Katie looked at him. "It's a song."
"No." Summer pulled back wiping her face. "We heard someone say it today. Garrett. When he was annoying the hell out of us. Let's go give this to the police and tell them about Garrett. They could use a suspect."
§ § §
"I think I'm going to do it." Summer nodded as the three teens headed upstairs after dinner.
"Do what?" Freddy asked.
"Wear the clothes this guy sends me."
"The police said you didn't have to Summer." Zack began. "They were pretty against it."
Summer stopped midstep. "It's not like they can tell me what I can and can't do. That's my dad's job and he's never home. I make my decisions for myself."
"But you heard the police." Freddy looked at her. "This guys potentially dangerous. As in, he's a nutjob. If you do what he wants he might go after you."
"And if I don't I just get tormented by pictures, notes and destroyed objects for the rest of my life. The police have absolutely no evidence to link any suspect they may or may not have to this."
"I'm not saying I'm against you doing this, but what if the police can't stop him if he does try something? I happen to like my girlfriend in one piece."
"It won't get that far. They said if I chose to do it I'd be wired. The second his guy confesses, in they come. And if he does try anything, I have three big strong men to protect me."
Zack and Freddy both raised an eyebrow. "Three?"
"Lawrence people. You two, and Lawrence. Of course there's also band security. And I'm sure Katie wouldn't mind lending a hand. Neither would Tomeka or Alicia. And most teachers."
"We get the point." Zack raised his hand. "You are well protected and we're worrying over nothing."
"Yes, that would be my point. Glad I got it across."
That's chapter three. Quick feedback question; Do you enjoy the French scenes? I'm using them as filler really, because life isn't all action, but I could find more interesting fillers.
Random Quote of the Day: "All of the people in my building are insane. The guy above me designs synthetic hairballs for ceramic cats. The lady across the hall tried to rob a department store... with a pricing gun... She said, "Give me all of the money in the vault, or I'm marking down everything in the store."—Steven Wright
A final thanks to reviewers;
writerdude3000
Swimmerkitti
Pannalid