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Moms

It was now November and the band, minus Summer, had become very close to Ray. She was really nice, and had even agreed to check them out to see if she could get them a gig at Ambrosia. Ray's street bike wasn't fixed yet because she had to order some parts that were going to come in at the end of the month. Ryan had been dropping her off and picking her up at the school. Freddy and Ray were the closest out of everyone. They would spend loads of time together at the park working on English, and talking. They told each other everything. It was Wednesday and Freddy was bringing Ray over to Dewey's for the first time for their audition.

"Hop on." Freddy said indicating the back seat on his bike.

"I don't ride bitch." Ray told him. He laughed.

"I won't tell if you don't. Besides, it's my bike, so I say you're riding bitch." She rolled her eyes and hopped on behind him.

"I forgot my helmets today, so you're gonna have to trust me." He told her.

"Great. I never thought I'd ever put my life in your hands...this should be interesting." She held onto his waist and they were off. It took about fifteen minutes before they got to Dewey's. Freddy led her through the complex until they reached the room.

"Hey Spazz, Ray." Dewey greeted them.

"Spazz?"

"Long story." Freddy told her. Billy came bounding forward.

"Ray I'm so glad you're here! I've been wanting you to try on this new style for weeks! Now, I'll help you get these on. Then I've got to go, but I want to hear the feedback from everyone tomorrow." He led her to the back room that was blocked off by two curtains.

"Where's Summer?" Freddy asked.

"Oh, she's gonna be late. Said something about getting us another party gig. I don't think she likes Ray that much."

"But all Ray's done is try and help us out. She's not a bad person." Freddy told them. Katie rolled her eyes. If he didn't understand, then she wasn't going to explain.

"Alright, here she is! I've got to get going, but remember Ray, strap then zipper." Billy rushed out of the room.

"Ray come on out!" Tomika called. The curtains flew open and Ray stood before them in bright orange leather pants that said School of Rock down the leg and a dark green leather tank.

"So what do you think? I'm not exactly a fan of the leather, but the top would be great for clubbing." She said optimistically.

"Billy seems to have toned down the style, but still hasn't figured out that we won't wear that." Zack laughed. Ray turned back to go get changed. Not one minute later she was calling for help.

"I can't get the damn zipper down! SOMEONE HELP!" Katie pushed Freddy.

"Go on" she whispered, "Scare her." Freddy rolled his eyes and walked to the back room. Ray had her back to him and seemed to have just put on her jeans.

"What do you need help with?" He asked quietly. She jumped.

"I thought one of the girls were coming." She told him. "Can you get the side zipper? I can't get it down." He nodded and moved closer to her, hesitating with each step.

"Come on Jones, are you telling me you've never seen a girl in her bra before? I think you'll live." He nodded and pulled the zipper down. His heart was racing, and he noticed a scar running down her shoulder. He traced it with his finger, and she moved away. With that he left the room and started playing the drums. Ray was out a second later in a blue sport tank, and stood by the drum set.

"How can you do that?" she asked. "I could never have that much coordination." Freddy looked at her. She didn't seem to care about the whole zipper/scar thing, so why should he? Freddy relaxed instantly.

"Its really not that hard. Wanna try?" He asked.

"Really?"

"Yeah. I'll do that bass drum. Sit." He motioned for her to sit on his lap. She did and picked up the drumsticks. Freddy wrapped his arms around her and placed his hands over hers. She nodded to show she was ready, not taking her eyes off the drum set. With her hands in his, Freddy started playing Back in Black. Ray couldn't stop smiling while watching the drums. It was the first time she'd ever played an instrument. Soon, everyone else joined in. Their "lesson" was cut short by someone clearing their throat. It was Summer (who else?).

"Hey Summer, what's up?" Freddy asked.

"We're going to start practice now. So anyone not in the band has to leave." Ray got off Freddy's lap and took a seat on one of the couches.

"That means you Shaw." Summer said coldly.

"I was asked to stay here by the guys. If I like what I hear I'm gonna get you guys a gig."

"We don't need your help."

"The band seems to think differently. Do you want to keep playing for little kids the rest of your career?" Ray said standing up.

"Leave Shaw." Warned Summer.

"You're not my mother Hathaway." Ray turned to go back to the couch.

"I wouldn't want to be a slut." Ray froze in mid-step.

"What did you say?" she asked turning around.

"I said I wouldn't want to be your mother because she was obviously a slut."

"A slut? You're calling my mom a SLUT?!"

"Yeah you know, a tramp, a hooker, a slut! That's why you never talk about her isn't it? You were just the result of a one night stand and your dad got landed with you. She never wanted you did she?" They were now only a few inches away from each other. The other band members were staring in awe.

"Don't you ever call my mother a slut Hathaway."

"Well that's what she-" Ray punched Summer in mid-sentence. Summer was on the ground and Ray attached her.

"You little bitch! You never even knew my mom! She was one of the best people I've ever known!" Ray screamed. Zack and Dewy pulled Ray off of Summer, who now had a bloody nose, and some soon to be bruises.

"Summer what's your problem?!" Freddy asked taking Dewey's place holding Ray.

"She's pissed cuz she thinks I'm taking away her precious boyfriend!" Ray spat trying to get out of the restraints. "It's always Freddy this and Freddy that. Isn't it Hathaway?!"

"I'm just trying to save my friend from trash like you!"

"Well if I'm such trash then forget me ever getting you guys a gig! In fact, forget ever getting one! No one's gonna hire a bitch like you!"

"We don't need yours or your slutty mother's help!" Ray lunged again, but the guys held her back.

"My mother was NOT a slut!"

"Then what is she Shaw? An exotic dancer?!"

"She's dead you bitch! My mom is DEAD! When I was seven years old! You can diss me all you want but NEVER diss my mom!" Ray ran out of the apartment and Summer stormed into the kitchen.

"Summer likes me?" Freddy asked confused.

"Yeah man, where you been?" Dewey said. "I've got to talk to her. I suggest someone gets Ray so she doesn't do something stupid." Freddy nodded and left the apartment. He had given her a ride, so she had to be around somewhere. Freddy hopped on his bike and slowly made his way down the street. After a half hour he saw her sitting on the stoop of one of the apartment buildings. He parked his bike and went over to her.

"You alright?" he asked. She was crying and when she heard him, wiped her tears away.

"I shouldn't have done that. Usually I try to keep away from cliches. I shouldn't have lost my temper...But when..." the tears started flowing again. "When someone disses my mom...I just" Freddy pulled her into a hug.

"Shh...it's alright. She didn't know."

"It's not alright! Every time someone calls my mom that, I relive the night she died! It wasn't something stupid Jones! My mom was murdered and I was too scared to tell the cops who the son of a bitch was! Its all my fault! I could have stopped him!" She cried on his shoulder. He put his arms around her, not really sure what else to do. After a minute she pulled away.

"God, you probably think I'm an idiot."

"Naah, you just have a few issues. Everyone's got them." He wiped her tears away. "If you ever need a shoulder, I'm here." She smiled.

"Thanks...She really likes you, you know."

"Who? Summer?" Ray nodded, "Well I don't like her like that."

"I gotta get going...see you at school tomorrow."

"I'll give you a ride...I'll even let you ride in the bitch seat." He teased. Ray got on behind him and directed him to a large house with a beautiful landscape.

"This is my stop. I'll see you around." Freddy didn't move. "What's the matter Jones?"

"Well, my mom kind of wants to meet my English tutor..."

"You mean me?"

"Yeah, and we're having some friends of the family over on Friday, so you wanna come?"

"I dunno...is it fancy?"

"Jeans and a nice shirt will do. We can continue our drum lesson." He suggested.

"Alright, I'll be there." Freddy smiled and drove around the corner, but stopped to see Ray walk past the big house and into the smaller one next door with a broken front door, and rotting wood steps.

By the time Freddy got back to the apartment he was furious. How could Summer do that to Ray? All she ever tried to do was help the band out. Who cares if Summer liked him, that was no reason to be a bitch. He stormed up the stairs and flung the door open. Dewey walked up to him in the entry way before anyone could say anything.

"Dude, she's not budging. Be ready for wacked out attitude." Dewey warned. Freddy nodded and entered the practice room. Summer was sitting at one of the couches as though nothing was wrong. The first thing that came out of her mouth proved Dewey's statement true.

"Hey Freddy, what took you so long? Did the slut get to you too?"

"Summer what the heck is your problem?! All Ray has ever tried to do is help us!"

"Well soooooooory if you've fallen for her little innocent act Freddy. But if you care to remember, SHE HUSTLED YOU! She kissed TWO guys in the same night! AND SHE'S A CONVICT!"

"WILL YOU SHUT UP! Ray told me the first night we went to Ambrosia that she felt bad about hustling me because I was the first guy she ever hustled. All the other guys just wanted a piece of her. That's how I got on her good side in the first place!"

"So she is a slut then."

"No she's not." Zack chimed in. Freddy had told him everything. "No one has ever beaten Ray at pool. Come on Summer! She was going to get us a real gig! She's done everything she could to be nice to you!"

"Well maybe I don't need her help!" Summer said stubbornly.

"Summer will you quit the independent, stuck up bitch act! We all know you like Freddy, heck even Freddy knows you like Freddy. He doesn't like you like that so just GET OVER IT!" Katie exclaimed. "Ray is our friend. She's not trying to take your place. It's her way of saying I'm sorry to Freddy for putting him through hell and his getting that black eye. So just SHUT UP!" Summer looked at Katie shocked. No one knew that Katie and Ray had gotten close, but they had. You could almost say that they were best friends. Whenever they needed someone to talk to, the other was there. Ray was frequently over Katie's house to hang out.

"Katie...are you alright?" Zack asked.

"Yeah...I'm fine...I just needed to get that out."

Alright thats the end of that chapter...PLZ review....and why didn't Ray turn in the killer to the cops? Wuts with the scar? And was her mother really a slut??? Keep reading future chapters to find out.