Disclaimer: School of Rock and its characters do not belong to me.
Author's notes: Thanks to reviews, I have decided to keep the French fillers. Unfortunately, I don't need them anymore. This chapter marks the beginning of the action chapters. You will be finding out who our lovely stalker is. As if you don't have any ideas.
Ch4
Summer walked into the school on Friday, and paid her dollar at the desk that allowed her to dress in non uniform clothing. The outfit had arrived at Freddy's promptly Thursday afternoon. The stalker had given a small child candy in exchange to take the package to the door. Zack and Freddy walked on either side of her, flanking her like body guards in their jeans and band T-shirts. She was wearing a gray mid-thigh length skirt, with black nylons, and black Mary Janes. Her shirt was a caramel colored ribbed tanktop, with a matching lace trim. And the stalker was right. It did look good on her. But the scariest thing was that he knew her size.
"So when does this guy plan on announcing himself?" Freddy asked. "Do we get to sit the whole day in suspense?"
"I'd prefer it was sooner." Summer remarked turning into the classroom. "But that's the thing with stalkers. Their behavior is so darn unpredictable."
"He might not even be at the school." Zack sat at his desk. "Remember?"
"He has to be someone in the school. They don't let just anybody walk in here. Somebody had to grab her bracelet from her gym locker." Freddy began to sketch on his name plate.
"They let Dewey just walk in here in fifth grade." Summer smirked.
"They thought he was a substitute."
"But, he wasn't. Someone could have fed an excuse like that." Zack added, before changing the subject. "What classes do we have today?"
"It's called, Self-Development. No other classes today."
"It's touchy-feely crap isn't it?" Freddy groaned. "We have to spend the day going on about our feelings, don't we?"
"Knowing Mrs. Thorngood..." Summer trailed off as Mrs. Thorngood entered the room. "It will be a wonderful and fascinating subject."
Zack whispered. "Nice save."
"Good morning class. Today, we're starting a class called Self-Development. Its purpose is to help each and everyone of you to develop your own individual personalities, instead of the group following you tend to do in lower grades." Mrs. Thorngood announced. "Today we will be doing an assignment that will help me get a baring of what you think your personality is. It will also show me how individual you already are."
Katie raised her hand. "If this proves we're individual enough, will we have to continue the course?"
"If you can prove you are already an individual, you will help me as one of my special helpers, Katherine." Mrs. Thorngood answered. "Although I doubt any of you are quite there yet. Let's got on to the assignment, shall we? Everyone take out your last blank notebook." The class complied. "OK. Your task for the day is to pick a song from any musical, it can be Disney or otherwise, and describe how it fits your personality. You may talk quietly amongst yourselves, but you may not move your seats. This assignment must be completed 1:00 this afternoon, so we'll all have time to share our papers. Do we have any other questions?" No one raised their hands. "Very well. You may begin."
It was easy to tell Freddy was itching to comment on the assignment, but he couldn't, do to the fact Mrs. Thorngood seemed to be hovering in his general area. "Any ideas of what song you guys are going to do?"
Zack was already writing. "Let It Be."
"That's not in a musical." Summer remarked. "It's just a song."
"There was a musical called Beatlemania. Let it Be was featured. Technically, I can use it. What are you using?"
"I'm not sure." Summer shrugged. "Nothing coming to mind fits me anymore. And its not like I've thought about it. What about you Spazzy?"
"It's called Waiting for the Light to Shine. From Big River."
Zack nodded, having heard the soundtrack once before. "It fits."
"Summer, what about I'll Try? It's from Peter Pan 2." Freddy suggested.
Summer wrote something down in her notebook. "It would help if I knew what the words were."
"When did you see Peter Pan 2?" Zack questioned, looking back up from his notebook.
"I helped Katie watch her little sister."
"How touching." Garrett commented dryly, raising his hand. "Mrs. Thorngood? I'm having trouble concentrating with all this noise, Would it be possible for me to go to one of the tutorials in the library?"
"As a matter of fact, I reserved a room for that specific purpose." Mrs. Thorngood smiled. "However, I do believe the rules state, you must be there with two other students. Is there anyone you feel would help make your work of higher quality?"
Garrett was quiet for a moment. "I believe Ms. Hathaway would bring a wonderful addition to my learning experience." Summer's jaw nearly dropped. Garrett sent her a quick smirk.
"And I believe I'll send Mr. Jones with the two of you. Maybe you can install some ambition to learn into him." Freddy simply glared at both Mrs. Thorngood and Garrett. Mrs. Thorngood clasped her hands together. "I'll go write you a pass."
Summer looked past Zack to Garrett and glared at him. "Zack, save me now." She muttered.
"I wish." He replied. "At least Freddy'll be there."
"So will Garrett the mentally defective cretin."
"He's sitting right next to me. He can hear you."
"Like he can comprehend anything through his simpleton skull."
Zack rolled his eyes. "Just go and get it over with. I'm sure she won't send you back after lunch. It'll be some other poor unfortunate soul's turn with Garrett."
§ § §
Summer logged off of the tutorial's computer, having printed the lyrics to the song. "Thanks for the suggestion Freddy."
"No prob Tink." Freddy didn't look up from his notebook.
The three had been in the tutorial for about an hour, and for the most part had been silent. Every once in a while, someone would mutter under their breath or scribble furiously on their notebook. Garrett had yet to use Summer to further his learning experience. Both Summer and Freddy firmly believed he had other things on his mind.
"I though this project was about individuality." Garrett remarked. "I hardly think taking someone else's suggestion is considered individual."
"I hardly think speaking to someone when they're in the middle of a conversation that you're not a part of is considered polite." Summer retorted.
Garrett closed his notebook. "I was starting conversation. There's no point to us being totally silent in here."
"I thought the reason we were even forced to come is because you couldn't concentrate with all the noise in the classroom." Freddy glared.
"I lied. Sue me."
"Lying to a teacher. That one should go over well on your permanent record." Summer tsked. "And you were willing to risk it."
"I'd risk everything to be with you." Garrett crossed his arms across his chest.
"And I'd risk everything to get away from you." Summer mirrored his actions. "I don't know if you know this Garrett, because you're new and all, but Zack's my boyfriend."
Garrett shrugged. "That can be changed."
Freddy repeated his glare. "You try anything my drumsticks get shoved down your throat."
"Now, now, now. That's not very nice." Garrett smirked. "Besides, I don't try. I only succeed."
"Aren't we conceited?" Summer looked back at her notebook. "Now shut up. Some of us want to do our work." Freddy followed her example.
"Do you want to know when I first fell in love with you?" Both looked up at Garrett startled by his question. "It's really not that long of a story, but it's touching all the same."
"What the hell are you talking about Krikor?" Freddy asked.
Garrett laughed. "You didn't think I didn't love her did you? You must be more stupid than I thought."
"Shut the hell up Garrett." Summer snapped. "Get back to work."
"I first fell in love with you when you made your speech at the 7th grade graduation." Garrett began. "Your eyes were shining so brightly. And your hair was beautiful the way you had it down, with the slight curls. You really should let it grow out. It's much more beautiful on you."
Summer closed her notebook, yet again. "What the hell? I thought you just moved here!"
"I got here right before the summer. The school invited me to the semi- formal. I saw you perform, I had to see you again, so I went to the graduation, and I fell in love."
"What kind of sicko are you Krikor?" Freddy slammed his notebook on the desk.
"I'm guessing the kind that takes perverted pictures and then sends them back to the subject. Isn't that right, my little spaz?"
"I knew you'd love that nickname."
"I have half a mind to kill you right now." Freddy was nearly growling in anger.
Garrett smirked again. "See, there's the difference between you and me. I have a whole mind to do it. And the weapon." He reached into the pocket of the sweatshirt he wore. "I didn't leave my gun at home today."
The door opened and their librarian entered. "Excuse me, may I ask what all this noise is about?"
"Of course you may." Garrett fired his gun directly at her heart. Summer screamed. Freddy jumped. "Jones, help me move this body. Someone will have heard that."
"There's no way I'm helping you." Freddy glared.
Garrett pointed the gun. "Help move her or die." Freddy began to comply. "Pull her in here. Close the door behind you." After Freddy was done, Garrett gave him more orders. "Close the shade on the window. Then sit in that far corner, hands behind your head." Garrett locked the door, and shot out the lock. Summer screamed again at the gunfire. "You better get used to that sound hon. There will be a lot more where that came from."
Summer tried to remain composed. "Don't call me hon."
"Seeing as how, I have the gun, and all the control in this situation, I'll be calling you whatever you want." Garrett looked at the ceiling at the two hanging lamps. He quickly made the decision to shoot each one out.
"Wouldn't it have just been easier to flip the switch?" Freddy remarked.
"Shut the hell up Jones. I just may have to shoot you too."
§ § §
A loud beeping noise sounded over the PA system, and a short announcement. "A notice to all teachers. Please evacuate the building as quickly as possible. There is a situation in the library. Do not panic, and keep the students calm. Follow all evacuation procedures."
Zack instantly became worried. The library. Summer and Freddy were there. A few minutes ago, they had heard faint popping noises. Did it involve that?
"Everyone, please follow me out to the courtyard as quickly and quietly as possible." Mrs. Thorngood announced. Each student stood and began walking out of the classroom. Zack waited for Katie. "What do you think is going on? Do you think the stalker confronted Summer?"
"I don't know." Katie shook her head. "Let's just hope they're both outside."
The two finished the walk outside, but as they were heading to their assigned place, they were stopped by a police officer. "Zack Mooneyham and Katie Brown?" They nodded. "Come with me. We're gonna need your help."
That's chapter four. Hope you like.
Random Quote of the Day: "If you can't accessorize, pulverize." –Gwendy Doll, Small Soldiers
A final thank you to all reviewers:
chocl8chips
Pannalid
Swimmerkitti
writerdude3000
Nanners-77
Author's notes: Thanks to reviews, I have decided to keep the French fillers. Unfortunately, I don't need them anymore. This chapter marks the beginning of the action chapters. You will be finding out who our lovely stalker is. As if you don't have any ideas.
Ch4
Summer walked into the school on Friday, and paid her dollar at the desk that allowed her to dress in non uniform clothing. The outfit had arrived at Freddy's promptly Thursday afternoon. The stalker had given a small child candy in exchange to take the package to the door. Zack and Freddy walked on either side of her, flanking her like body guards in their jeans and band T-shirts. She was wearing a gray mid-thigh length skirt, with black nylons, and black Mary Janes. Her shirt was a caramel colored ribbed tanktop, with a matching lace trim. And the stalker was right. It did look good on her. But the scariest thing was that he knew her size.
"So when does this guy plan on announcing himself?" Freddy asked. "Do we get to sit the whole day in suspense?"
"I'd prefer it was sooner." Summer remarked turning into the classroom. "But that's the thing with stalkers. Their behavior is so darn unpredictable."
"He might not even be at the school." Zack sat at his desk. "Remember?"
"He has to be someone in the school. They don't let just anybody walk in here. Somebody had to grab her bracelet from her gym locker." Freddy began to sketch on his name plate.
"They let Dewey just walk in here in fifth grade." Summer smirked.
"They thought he was a substitute."
"But, he wasn't. Someone could have fed an excuse like that." Zack added, before changing the subject. "What classes do we have today?"
"It's called, Self-Development. No other classes today."
"It's touchy-feely crap isn't it?" Freddy groaned. "We have to spend the day going on about our feelings, don't we?"
"Knowing Mrs. Thorngood..." Summer trailed off as Mrs. Thorngood entered the room. "It will be a wonderful and fascinating subject."
Zack whispered. "Nice save."
"Good morning class. Today, we're starting a class called Self-Development. Its purpose is to help each and everyone of you to develop your own individual personalities, instead of the group following you tend to do in lower grades." Mrs. Thorngood announced. "Today we will be doing an assignment that will help me get a baring of what you think your personality is. It will also show me how individual you already are."
Katie raised her hand. "If this proves we're individual enough, will we have to continue the course?"
"If you can prove you are already an individual, you will help me as one of my special helpers, Katherine." Mrs. Thorngood answered. "Although I doubt any of you are quite there yet. Let's got on to the assignment, shall we? Everyone take out your last blank notebook." The class complied. "OK. Your task for the day is to pick a song from any musical, it can be Disney or otherwise, and describe how it fits your personality. You may talk quietly amongst yourselves, but you may not move your seats. This assignment must be completed 1:00 this afternoon, so we'll all have time to share our papers. Do we have any other questions?" No one raised their hands. "Very well. You may begin."
It was easy to tell Freddy was itching to comment on the assignment, but he couldn't, do to the fact Mrs. Thorngood seemed to be hovering in his general area. "Any ideas of what song you guys are going to do?"
Zack was already writing. "Let It Be."
"That's not in a musical." Summer remarked. "It's just a song."
"There was a musical called Beatlemania. Let it Be was featured. Technically, I can use it. What are you using?"
"I'm not sure." Summer shrugged. "Nothing coming to mind fits me anymore. And its not like I've thought about it. What about you Spazzy?"
"It's called Waiting for the Light to Shine. From Big River."
Zack nodded, having heard the soundtrack once before. "It fits."
"Summer, what about I'll Try? It's from Peter Pan 2." Freddy suggested.
Summer wrote something down in her notebook. "It would help if I knew what the words were."
"When did you see Peter Pan 2?" Zack questioned, looking back up from his notebook.
"I helped Katie watch her little sister."
"How touching." Garrett commented dryly, raising his hand. "Mrs. Thorngood? I'm having trouble concentrating with all this noise, Would it be possible for me to go to one of the tutorials in the library?"
"As a matter of fact, I reserved a room for that specific purpose." Mrs. Thorngood smiled. "However, I do believe the rules state, you must be there with two other students. Is there anyone you feel would help make your work of higher quality?"
Garrett was quiet for a moment. "I believe Ms. Hathaway would bring a wonderful addition to my learning experience." Summer's jaw nearly dropped. Garrett sent her a quick smirk.
"And I believe I'll send Mr. Jones with the two of you. Maybe you can install some ambition to learn into him." Freddy simply glared at both Mrs. Thorngood and Garrett. Mrs. Thorngood clasped her hands together. "I'll go write you a pass."
Summer looked past Zack to Garrett and glared at him. "Zack, save me now." She muttered.
"I wish." He replied. "At least Freddy'll be there."
"So will Garrett the mentally defective cretin."
"He's sitting right next to me. He can hear you."
"Like he can comprehend anything through his simpleton skull."
Zack rolled his eyes. "Just go and get it over with. I'm sure she won't send you back after lunch. It'll be some other poor unfortunate soul's turn with Garrett."
§ § §
Summer logged off of the tutorial's computer, having printed the lyrics to the song. "Thanks for the suggestion Freddy."
"No prob Tink." Freddy didn't look up from his notebook.
The three had been in the tutorial for about an hour, and for the most part had been silent. Every once in a while, someone would mutter under their breath or scribble furiously on their notebook. Garrett had yet to use Summer to further his learning experience. Both Summer and Freddy firmly believed he had other things on his mind.
"I though this project was about individuality." Garrett remarked. "I hardly think taking someone else's suggestion is considered individual."
"I hardly think speaking to someone when they're in the middle of a conversation that you're not a part of is considered polite." Summer retorted.
Garrett closed his notebook. "I was starting conversation. There's no point to us being totally silent in here."
"I thought the reason we were even forced to come is because you couldn't concentrate with all the noise in the classroom." Freddy glared.
"I lied. Sue me."
"Lying to a teacher. That one should go over well on your permanent record." Summer tsked. "And you were willing to risk it."
"I'd risk everything to be with you." Garrett crossed his arms across his chest.
"And I'd risk everything to get away from you." Summer mirrored his actions. "I don't know if you know this Garrett, because you're new and all, but Zack's my boyfriend."
Garrett shrugged. "That can be changed."
Freddy repeated his glare. "You try anything my drumsticks get shoved down your throat."
"Now, now, now. That's not very nice." Garrett smirked. "Besides, I don't try. I only succeed."
"Aren't we conceited?" Summer looked back at her notebook. "Now shut up. Some of us want to do our work." Freddy followed her example.
"Do you want to know when I first fell in love with you?" Both looked up at Garrett startled by his question. "It's really not that long of a story, but it's touching all the same."
"What the hell are you talking about Krikor?" Freddy asked.
Garrett laughed. "You didn't think I didn't love her did you? You must be more stupid than I thought."
"Shut the hell up Garrett." Summer snapped. "Get back to work."
"I first fell in love with you when you made your speech at the 7th grade graduation." Garrett began. "Your eyes were shining so brightly. And your hair was beautiful the way you had it down, with the slight curls. You really should let it grow out. It's much more beautiful on you."
Summer closed her notebook, yet again. "What the hell? I thought you just moved here!"
"I got here right before the summer. The school invited me to the semi- formal. I saw you perform, I had to see you again, so I went to the graduation, and I fell in love."
"What kind of sicko are you Krikor?" Freddy slammed his notebook on the desk.
"I'm guessing the kind that takes perverted pictures and then sends them back to the subject. Isn't that right, my little spaz?"
"I knew you'd love that nickname."
"I have half a mind to kill you right now." Freddy was nearly growling in anger.
Garrett smirked again. "See, there's the difference between you and me. I have a whole mind to do it. And the weapon." He reached into the pocket of the sweatshirt he wore. "I didn't leave my gun at home today."
The door opened and their librarian entered. "Excuse me, may I ask what all this noise is about?"
"Of course you may." Garrett fired his gun directly at her heart. Summer screamed. Freddy jumped. "Jones, help me move this body. Someone will have heard that."
"There's no way I'm helping you." Freddy glared.
Garrett pointed the gun. "Help move her or die." Freddy began to comply. "Pull her in here. Close the door behind you." After Freddy was done, Garrett gave him more orders. "Close the shade on the window. Then sit in that far corner, hands behind your head." Garrett locked the door, and shot out the lock. Summer screamed again at the gunfire. "You better get used to that sound hon. There will be a lot more where that came from."
Summer tried to remain composed. "Don't call me hon."
"Seeing as how, I have the gun, and all the control in this situation, I'll be calling you whatever you want." Garrett looked at the ceiling at the two hanging lamps. He quickly made the decision to shoot each one out.
"Wouldn't it have just been easier to flip the switch?" Freddy remarked.
"Shut the hell up Jones. I just may have to shoot you too."
§ § §
A loud beeping noise sounded over the PA system, and a short announcement. "A notice to all teachers. Please evacuate the building as quickly as possible. There is a situation in the library. Do not panic, and keep the students calm. Follow all evacuation procedures."
Zack instantly became worried. The library. Summer and Freddy were there. A few minutes ago, they had heard faint popping noises. Did it involve that?
"Everyone, please follow me out to the courtyard as quickly and quietly as possible." Mrs. Thorngood announced. Each student stood and began walking out of the classroom. Zack waited for Katie. "What do you think is going on? Do you think the stalker confronted Summer?"
"I don't know." Katie shook her head. "Let's just hope they're both outside."
The two finished the walk outside, but as they were heading to their assigned place, they were stopped by a police officer. "Zack Mooneyham and Katie Brown?" They nodded. "Come with me. We're gonna need your help."
That's chapter four. Hope you like.
Random Quote of the Day: "If you can't accessorize, pulverize." –Gwendy Doll, Small Soldiers
A final thank you to all reviewers:
chocl8chips
Pannalid
Swimmerkitti
writerdude3000
Nanners-77