Thanks 2 everyone who reviewed....i know most pplz don't like Mary-Sue's so i'm sry....here's chapter 3...oh and WARNING!!! Terrible poems up ahead!

Tutor Me

The next day Freddy woke up feeling like shit. When he came home the night before his parents had yelled at him for being out past curfew, and because Mr. Bard had given them a call about his grades. So now he had to find a tutor for English before they did or he'd be stuck with some preppy smart-ass that he really didn't want to spend his afternoons with. Being with Summer was bad enough with the way she'd just agree with anything he'd say and stare at him all the time. You'd think she liked him or something. Freddy shuddered at the thought. Luckily he made it through Chemistry without blowing anything up, something Zack was thankful for as he was Freddy's lab partner. "So, how's your stomach?" Freddy asked. "Eh it's fine. Your eye looks wonderful though." Zack laughed. Freddy definitely had a shiner that hurt each time he blinked. "Shut up man! See you at lunch." Freddy said before walking into his English class and took his seat. "Well Freddy, your shiner looks good." Tomika teased while sitting down. "Shut up." He smiled. He had learned in fifth grade not to get on Tomika's bad side, cuz she'd shove his drumsticks down his throat. "So, have you seen Ray today?" she asked. "No, why would I?" "Oh, no reason." Freddy looked at her weird. Why would he care? "Alright class, let's get started on poetry today. Who can tell me what..." Freddy tuned out. He was now staring out the window. He didn't see Ray's bike in the parking lot. Did she make it home last night? He thought. Yeah most likely. "Freddy! I suggest you pay attention." Mr. Bard told him sternly.

"What did I just say the homework was?" Freddy looked down, and out of the corner of his eye he saw Tomika had written it down.

"You told us to write a sonnet by Friday about something we enjoy doing Sir." He said smartly. "Very good. Next time don't look at Tomika's notes." The class burst into laughter as the bell rang. Freddy grabbed his stuff and rushed out of the room to Spanish class where he managed to get through without receiving any homework. By lunch time all he could think about was digging into a burger and fries, but he had to start on his English homework so that he'd have time for band practice.

Meat and bread

Ketchup and fries

Pickles, onions, and lettuce

Hamburgers again.

"You're not seriously thinking of using that are you?" came a voice behind him. He turned to see Ray standing behind him, reading his poem and drinking a bottle of water.

"Actually, yes I was. You gotta problem with that?" Then he noticed her arm was in an ace bandage. "Holy shit what happened to you?" "Got into a little accident on my way home. Hit a sharp turn and fell off my bike." "Are you alright?" Zack asked. "Yeah I'm fine. My bike on the other hand is messed up. Its in the shop. I'm gonna go fix it after work. Now, about this poem. Where's the rhythm? The rhyming? You're a drummer! You should know how to write a song!" "But this is a poem." "It's the exact same thing. If you look at any lyrics to a song, they usually have some rhyming scheme. Why not write a poem about drumming, or being in a band. But when writing, act like you're writing a song instead of a poem." "Come on man, you can do it!" Zack said encouragingly. "Alright, I'll give it a try...how's about I show it to you at the end of the day?" "Sounds good to me." She smiled. "RAY!" Screamed Katie from across the cafeteria. "Be back in a minute." The guys nodded, and she walked over to Katie and Tomika. "So Zack, what happened with you and Katie last night?" Freddy asked wiggling his eyebrows. Zack blushed. "We...well..." "So Zack, have a girlfriend now huh? Why don't you ask her to sit with you man!" Ray said coming back and smacking him upside the head. "Make her feel like she's important to you." "Alright, I'll go get her." Zack laughed and brought Katie over. "Well, I'll leave you three to your lunch." Ray said as she saw Summer come over. "Shaw." "Hathaway." Ray nodded and walked off. "RAY!" Katie screamed. "Yeah?" "Wanna sit with us? Then you can help Freddy with his poem." Katie suggested. "Plus, then you don't have to sit alone." "She wouldn't want to sit with us Katie, and I'll help Freddy." "Why wouldn't she want to sit with us? We're her friends." Zack asked. "She's really cool, and in one minute helped Freddy more then you ever did. He's actually in the works of writing something good. Come on over Ray!" "Are you sure? Do you really wanna be seen with me?" she laughed. "Of course! Us train-wrecks gotta stick together." Freddy laughed pointing to his shiner. "If anyone asks we'll just tell them they shouldda seen the other guys." Ray took a seat in-between him and Zack. Katie and Summer sat on the other side of the table. Instinctively, Freddy put his arm around her waist. She gave him an odd look and he quickly pulled his arm away. He was diligently working on his poem as he chewed on a French fry. "Hey Freddy!" two girls chorused from a table near by. He smiled and waved at them and they gave quiet shrieks. Ray raised an eyebrow. "Quite the ladies man eh Jones?" she asked teasingly. He smiled. "What can I say? They just can't resist."

"Like Oh my Gosh I know! You're like just so sexy." Ray said in a fake flirting tone. Katie and Zack burst into laughter. Freddy pulled her into a one-sided hug.

"You know you love me Shaw." He teased. She leaned in so that they were only a few inches away from each other. Zack and Katie stopped laughing. They watched as Ray started moving closer.

"Only in your dreams." She said sweetly before dumping her water bottle on his head. That sent Katie and Zack back into hysterics. Even Freddy was laughing, and he tackled her to the ground, pouring his water onto her. Summer stormed off, obviously angry.

"Geez, what's her problem?" Ray asked, while lending her un-bandaged hand to Freddy so he could get up.

"Beats me, but if you got any water on my homework I swear I'll hafta kill you." He said looking at his English paper. It was perfectly dry. "Someone get a janitor."

"Don't have to. I'm already here." Ray smiled and went to get a mop. Katie and Zack were still laughing.

"You shouldda seen your face man!" Zack said in-between laughs.

"Shut up." Freddy shivered. Now he had to walk around with a wet shirt the rest of the day. Ray came back to clean up the mess.

"Sorry Jones, I couldn't resist. You just looked too vulnerable." She laughed, taking off her sweatshirt to reveal a dark blue tank top that was mostly dry. Because of this, she now had the attention of almost all the guys in the cafeteria. Freddy was staring at the other bruises on her arms. She started moping up the water, gritting her teeth against the pain.

"Did you see a doctor for that?" Katie asked. Ray shook her head.

"Naah. Doctors cost money, so my dad and I only use them when its necessary. This wasn't one of those times."

"But Ray, what if your wrist is broken?" Zack asked worriedly.

"It's not, look." Ray removed the bandage to show a large gash. She picked up the mop and twirled it around, gritting her teeth. "I'm fine. It's been worse." Freddy pulled the mop away from her and cleaned up the mess.

"Let me take you to the nurse." He offered.

"I'm fine Jones! Sheesh, I get a few bruises and you guys freak out. I'd hate to think what you would've done when..." she took the mop away from Freddy. "I've gotta go...see you guys later."

"She's hurtin'." Zack told them. Freddy nodded.

"It's not like she's gonna let us help her. We're gonna just hafta deal with it."

The school day ended and Freddy actually wrote a good poem. He rushed to find Ray after school and found her trying to clean the windows of the music room. "

You should really get that wrist checked out." He told her. She nearly jumped.

"Don't scare me like that Jones. What's up?" He handed her the paper.

Listen

Stop and listen to the beating of the drum.

The smoothness of the bass, rhythm of guitar.

Vocals enter with words so true

Listen closely to the rat-a-tat tat

Beating smoothly on the drums

The thrill, the rush, there's nothing better,

Then the beating of the snare.

So much joy, so much power

Forget the lyrics

Listen to the snare.

Rat-a-tat tat Crash! Smash! BANG!

Triples and sixteenths,

Eighteenths and more

That's right forget the lyrics,

And Listen to the snare.

Ray looked from Freddy to the paper, and back again. "You wrote this? No help?" He nodded. "This is really good man! Now tell me why you couldn't do that before?" "I dunno...maybe I just needed someone to help me out. I am a Prep after all." He laughed. "Seriously man, this is great. The onomatopoeia that you used works amazingly well with what you're trying to tell people." Freddy arched an eyebrow. "What?! Just cuz I don't go to school doesn't mean that I don't know the stuff you're learning!"
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