A/N: Sadly, I still own nothing from School of Rock.
Zack's family's car pulled into the driveway of their new house. It was bigger than their old house, but it still wasn't big. It looked like a pretty cool neighborhood. They had passed a group of kids skateboarding in a driveway.
They all got out of the car and went into the house.Zack went up to his new room. It was a lot bigger than his old room. There was already his mattress and a bunch of boxes there. His mom came in and sat on the mattress and patted the spot next to her for him to sit.
"Look Zack, I know it was hard for you to leave all of your friends behind. I went through the same thing when I was about your age. It was one of the best things that ever happened to me. I met your dad after I moved," his mom said, then gave him a hug. "But your dad and I want you to keep in touch with your friends. They're great people and they'll want to hear from you. So we decided to give you a little moving present."
Just then Zack's dad walked in with a small wrapped box and handed it to him. Zack opened the package eagerly to see what the big surprise was about. When he finally got it open, he gasped in surprise.
"I get my own phone?" Zack asked, being very surprised.
"And your own phone line," his mother added brightly.
"We already registered it. Your phone number is on the box," he added.
"Thanks you guys," Zack said, hugging his parents. "I'm going to set it up so I could call Freddy once I'm done unpacking."
"Okay, we'll leave you to it then," his father said as they departed the room to unpack their own boxes.
Zack had gotten most of his boxes unpacked when there was a knock at the door. Zack ran down the stairs to get it once he figured his parents weren't going to.
Once he opened the door he saw a girl with her back turned. When she realized that the door had opened she turned around.
Zack gasped in surprise when he saw her. She was beautiful. She had long elbow length dark brown hair. Her eyes were a warm chocolate color and she a little shorter than he was, about 5'2 from appearance.
"Hi, I'm Hannah, I live next door. My sister was throwing a ball for our dog and it went over the fence and she's too shy to come herself so she sent me because she wants it back," she said quickly.
Zack was speechless for a few seconds but then managed to say, "I'm Zack. Follow me. We can go get the ball."
"Thanks," Hannah said, smiling."By the way, welcome to the neighborhood. Are you in tenth grade?"
"Yeah, I'm going to Mott I think it is?" Zack said, trying to remember the name of his school. He opened the door and they walked outside.
"Yeah. It's Mott. I go there too. Did you get your schedule yet?" Hannah asked him as he started searching through leaves.
"Yeah. If you want to see it I can go get it once we find your sister's ball," he replied. He looked up when he found the ball and Hannah was staring at him.
"What?" he asked.
"You're really nice. You're not like any of the guys at Mott," she said smiling.
"Umm...o-okay...thanks. Well, uh, here's your ball," Zack stuttered as he handed her the ball, now staring at her.
"Y-you wanted to see my schedule right?" he asked and was answered with a nod. "Uhh...okay. Follow me. My room is scrambled and stuff since I haven't finished unpacking yet."
"That's okay. I'm used to dirty rooms," Hannah said simply and followed him up to his room.
When they got upstairs to his room they found a note on his door. It read:
Zack-
We went to get new furniture. We won't be home until late. Don't stay up past 12. Try to finish unpacking your room. You drawers are in the living room.
Love,
Mom and Dad.
"Guess we're alone," Zack said and opened the door. The room was literally a mess. There were clothes spread all over the room. Boxes were thrown everywhere.
Hannah surveyed the room and asked, "you play the guitar?" when she spotted his guitar laying on the mattress.
"Yeah. I used to be in a band. We were the School of Rock. It was me and all my friends. We got started in fifth grade when our teacher broke her leg and our sub was a fake. He taught us all about punk and rock. We ditched school to play the Battle of the Bands. It was awesome. I miss them so much." Zack said looking down as he said the last sentence.
"I'm so sorry that you had to leave your friends. I hope you like it here," she said sympathetically and looked into his big, gorgeous brown eyes.
"Yeah. I think I will like it here," he answered looking up at her and smiling. He put his other hand on top of hers and held it.
"Is that your schedule?" Hannah asked pulling her hand out of his quickly.
"Oh yeah, it is. Sorry," Zack said to answer her. They looked over his schedule and Hannah's face lit up with a smile.
"What?" he asked looking up at her and laughing at the look on her face.
"We have almost every class together. We have all of them except for 5th period and your class is the one next to mine. We even have the same lunch time," she said happily.
Then all of a sudden she hugged him and he hugged her back.
"What was that for?" he asked slowly.
"Well, it's just, one of my best friends moved away. I miss her so I know how your friends must feel. She was our second guitarist in my band. And earlier I was thinking, maybe you could come to one of our practices sometime and maybe replace her?" she explained. "And I have no friends in the neighborhood except for Matt, but he has other friends. But now you're here. So now I have someone I can hang with."
"Oh, okay then. When is your next practice? I would love to go to it," Zack said and looked at the time.
"Oh my god, it's already 11 o clock!" he exclaimed.
"I should go then. Walk to school with me tomorrow?" Hannah asked as she got up to leave.
"Sure, I'd love to," Zack answered and walked her to the door.
"Bye Zack!" she said and left. He just waved after her slowly.
Zack's family's car pulled into the driveway of their new house. It was bigger than their old house, but it still wasn't big. It looked like a pretty cool neighborhood. They had passed a group of kids skateboarding in a driveway.
They all got out of the car and went into the house.Zack went up to his new room. It was a lot bigger than his old room. There was already his mattress and a bunch of boxes there. His mom came in and sat on the mattress and patted the spot next to her for him to sit.
"Look Zack, I know it was hard for you to leave all of your friends behind. I went through the same thing when I was about your age. It was one of the best things that ever happened to me. I met your dad after I moved," his mom said, then gave him a hug. "But your dad and I want you to keep in touch with your friends. They're great people and they'll want to hear from you. So we decided to give you a little moving present."
Just then Zack's dad walked in with a small wrapped box and handed it to him. Zack opened the package eagerly to see what the big surprise was about. When he finally got it open, he gasped in surprise.
"I get my own phone?" Zack asked, being very surprised.
"And your own phone line," his mother added brightly.
"We already registered it. Your phone number is on the box," he added.
"Thanks you guys," Zack said, hugging his parents. "I'm going to set it up so I could call Freddy once I'm done unpacking."
"Okay, we'll leave you to it then," his father said as they departed the room to unpack their own boxes.
Zack had gotten most of his boxes unpacked when there was a knock at the door. Zack ran down the stairs to get it once he figured his parents weren't going to.
Once he opened the door he saw a girl with her back turned. When she realized that the door had opened she turned around.
Zack gasped in surprise when he saw her. She was beautiful. She had long elbow length dark brown hair. Her eyes were a warm chocolate color and she a little shorter than he was, about 5'2 from appearance.
"Hi, I'm Hannah, I live next door. My sister was throwing a ball for our dog and it went over the fence and she's too shy to come herself so she sent me because she wants it back," she said quickly.
Zack was speechless for a few seconds but then managed to say, "I'm Zack. Follow me. We can go get the ball."
"Thanks," Hannah said, smiling."By the way, welcome to the neighborhood. Are you in tenth grade?"
"Yeah, I'm going to Mott I think it is?" Zack said, trying to remember the name of his school. He opened the door and they walked outside.
"Yeah. It's Mott. I go there too. Did you get your schedule yet?" Hannah asked him as he started searching through leaves.
"Yeah. If you want to see it I can go get it once we find your sister's ball," he replied. He looked up when he found the ball and Hannah was staring at him.
"What?" he asked.
"You're really nice. You're not like any of the guys at Mott," she said smiling.
"Umm...o-okay...thanks. Well, uh, here's your ball," Zack stuttered as he handed her the ball, now staring at her.
"Y-you wanted to see my schedule right?" he asked and was answered with a nod. "Uhh...okay. Follow me. My room is scrambled and stuff since I haven't finished unpacking yet."
"That's okay. I'm used to dirty rooms," Hannah said simply and followed him up to his room.
When they got upstairs to his room they found a note on his door. It read:
Zack-
We went to get new furniture. We won't be home until late. Don't stay up past 12. Try to finish unpacking your room. You drawers are in the living room.
Love,
Mom and Dad.
"Guess we're alone," Zack said and opened the door. The room was literally a mess. There were clothes spread all over the room. Boxes were thrown everywhere.
Hannah surveyed the room and asked, "you play the guitar?" when she spotted his guitar laying on the mattress.
"Yeah. I used to be in a band. We were the School of Rock. It was me and all my friends. We got started in fifth grade when our teacher broke her leg and our sub was a fake. He taught us all about punk and rock. We ditched school to play the Battle of the Bands. It was awesome. I miss them so much." Zack said looking down as he said the last sentence.
"I'm so sorry that you had to leave your friends. I hope you like it here," she said sympathetically and looked into his big, gorgeous brown eyes.
"Yeah. I think I will like it here," he answered looking up at her and smiling. He put his other hand on top of hers and held it.
"Is that your schedule?" Hannah asked pulling her hand out of his quickly.
"Oh yeah, it is. Sorry," Zack said to answer her. They looked over his schedule and Hannah's face lit up with a smile.
"What?" he asked looking up at her and laughing at the look on her face.
"We have almost every class together. We have all of them except for 5th period and your class is the one next to mine. We even have the same lunch time," she said happily.
Then all of a sudden she hugged him and he hugged her back.
"What was that for?" he asked slowly.
"Well, it's just, one of my best friends moved away. I miss her so I know how your friends must feel. She was our second guitarist in my band. And earlier I was thinking, maybe you could come to one of our practices sometime and maybe replace her?" she explained. "And I have no friends in the neighborhood except for Matt, but he has other friends. But now you're here. So now I have someone I can hang with."
"Oh, okay then. When is your next practice? I would love to go to it," Zack said and looked at the time.
"Oh my god, it's already 11 o clock!" he exclaimed.
"I should go then. Walk to school with me tomorrow?" Hannah asked as she got up to leave.
"Sure, I'd love to," Zack answered and walked her to the door.
"Bye Zack!" she said and left. He just waved after her slowly.