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Meet the Parents

Thursday during lunch, Summer didn't sit with Freddy, Zack and Katie. Instead, she ate with Marta and Elena, who ironically ate at the table next to the trio. They had yet to see a Ray and Summer confrontation, which everyone was happy about. Zack and Katie were talking about their chemistry lab that Freddy had managed to blow up when Ray came over.

"Hey guys, I can't stay long, just wanted to say hi." She stole one of Zack's fries. "And nick some food."

"Hey Ray."

"What's up."

"Why my fry?"

"You want it back?" Ray asked sarcastically. He nodded jokingly. She stuck out her tongue.

"So Ray," Freddy said raising his voice so that he was sure Summer could hear him. "You ready for tomorrow? You know my parents are just dying to meet my new tutor." Ray caught on quick.

"Of course I am Freddy. What time should I be there?"

"Seven thirtyish."

"Alright I'll see you there. Bye Katie, Zack...thanks for the fry." Ray winked and went off to finish work.

"Now why'd you go do that man?" Zack asked. Katie rolled her eyes.

"Because Summer was listening DUH!"

"Both of you shut up...I needed to let Ray know when to come anyway...Summer getting pissed off was just a plus."

"Yeah, okay, suuuuuure." Zack teased.

Friday evening came quickly, and Freddy sat in his living room with his parents. They had forced him into khakis and a black T-shirt with a black button up shirt which he left open. His parents were waiting for their friends to arrive, and his sister was in her room hanging out with her friends. His little brother was around somewhere. Freddy was worried about Ray. He had no clue how she was getting there, and he hoped she wasn't walking because it was pouring outside, thunder and lightning. Instinctively he started drumming his fingers.

"Freddy will you stop that!" His mother ordered. He nodded just as the doorbell rang. Freddy went to go to the door but the butler beat him to it.

"Reina Shaw, Sir." The butler announced. Ray entered in a pair of form fitting black hip huggers, a green shirt that flared out at the arms and had a v-neck cut. Her hair was down for once, in long curls. She looked nervous.

"Hey Ray." Freddy welcomed her. Seeing him, she instantly relaxed.

"Hey Freddy, Mr. And Mrs. Jones."

"Welcome Reina. That's such a lovely name." Mrs. Jones commented.

"Thank you Ma'am."

"So, how is Freddy doing in English?" Mr. Jones inquired.

"I think he'll be fine. Poetry really seems to be his thing. It must be from spending so much time in the band. He's really lucky to have parents that support him."

"So Reina, do you attend Pascack Hills?" Ray eyed Freddy questioningly. How was she supposed to answer that?

"Mom! Dad! You said you wanted to meet her not interrogate her! We're going to go hang out. Call us when dinner's done." Freddy took her hand and led her to the basement. It was huge. There was a pool table, dart board, big screen TV, ping pong table, air hockey table, and a large space where Freddy had his drum set. There was also a door in the back covered with DO NOT ENTER signs.

"Nice place Jones." Ray commented. "Where's the door lead?"

"That leads to my room. I get some privacy down here, like my own apartment. Wanna play pool? You can teach me some tricks."

"So I'm guessing you don't wanna bet cash?" Ray laughed.

"No way! I learned my lesson last time." Freddy turned on the band's demo while Ray racked.

"Who is this? I've never heard them before. Although the singer kind of sounds like Dewey."

"That's because it is Dewey. This is our demo from...god, like sixth grade." Ray stared in shock.

"Alright, I'm definitely getting you guys a gig at Ambrosia. Now, the key to breaking is..." They spend about a half hour playing pool and teaching each other different shots.

"So, wanna play drums?" Freddy asked. Ray nodded. They took the same position they were at Dewey's apartment.

"Same as before?" Freddy asked. Ray nodded and they started playing Back in Black again.

"You know, this is my favorite song." Ray told him.

"Me too." He couldn't help but smile. Suddenly the sound of Brittany Spears blared through the ceiling. Freddy grabbed a tennis ball from the ground and threw it at the ceiling.

"Kim! Turn that crap off!" He shouted. The music lowered.

"Sister?" Ray asked.

"Yeah. She's leaving for college next year and all she and her friends listen to is pop." Ray chuckled. Freddy grabbed her hands and started drumming again. The basement door opened and three girls came down. Two blondes and a brunette.

"What do you want Kim?"

"We want you to stop drumming. Your music sucks! Get with the times Freddy." Said the taller of the two blondes.

"What's wrong with AC/DC?" Ray asked. The three girls looked at her and suddenly realized that she was on Freddy's lap. Kim smirked.

"Is this the catch of the week Fred?" she asked. Ray stood up.

"I don't think so Barbie. I'm no one's catch. I'm his tutor."

"Whoa, Ray calm down. Kim back off. Not every girl I bring over is someone I plan on hooking up with."

Kim rolled her eyes. "Whatever. Just keep the Rock down alright? No one likes that music anymore."

"Actually Kim, I find that a girl can get more guys if she listens to their kind of music. Guys like girls that can Rock." Ray told her. "I suggest FeFe Dobson. New age Rock."

"Really?" Ray nodded. "I'll think about it. Oh, and Fred? Careful when going back upstairs. The Carlsons are here and they brought Lisa with them." Kim warned before going back upstairs.

"May I inquire as to who Lisa is?" Ray asked teasingly.

"Trust me, you don't want to know." They kept drumming until Mr. Jones called them up for cocktail. Ray hopped up from Freddy's lap and he led her to their living room where about ten other people were. There were even a few of the guys from school. Freddy waved hello. A little girl in a pink dress ran up to Freddy and hugged his legs.

"Hey Freddy!" she said sweetly.

"Hi Lisa." He replied. Ray tried not to laugh at the little girl's admiration for Freddy. A little blonde boy came over. He was no more then seven years old.

"Freddy, who's the girlfriend?" Freddy rolled his eyes and Lisa glared at Ray. Ray went down to the boy's eye level.

"Hello, I'm Ray, what's your name?"

"Joey. I'm Freddy's brother. Are you his girlfriend?"

"No I'm not."

"Then will you be my girlfriend?" he asked hopefully.

"Joey!" Freddy said sternly. Ray laughed.

"When you're older sure." Freddy put his arm around her.

"Freddy, I thought you said she wasn't your girlfriend." Lisa whined. He grinned mischievously.

"Not yet at least." "Not in this lifetime." "I'll see you in the next one then." He winked. Lisa pouted and clung to Freddy's leg more.

Once cocktail was over, dinner was served and everyone headed into the dining room. There was enough food to feed an army. Pot roast and chicken, salad and potatoes. Freddy could tell that Ray was amazed, but she tried to hide it. He took a seat next to her. Everyone else sat down and started eating. Ray was very polite to Freddy's parents. She answered all of their questions and was able to dodge anything that had to do with school. Joey seemed to get along with her as well and Lisa didn't like her too much, which was fine with Freddy. During the conversation, Freddy would put his two cents in every now and then. The other adults were in the middle of their own conversations.

"So Reina, how did you manage to get here?"

"Oh, a friend drove me on his way to work. My bike is in the shop, and my dad is away on business."

"Who drove you?" Freddy asked.

"Ryan."

"Speaking of your parents, I would love to meet them." Mrs. Jones said.

"I'm afraid that's not possible Ma'am."

"Why not?"

"My Dad is always working, and is rarely home."

"What about your mother?" Ray looked down at her plate.

"She's dead Ma'am." Ray told her. Mr. Jones cleared his throat.

"So Reina, I'm guessing you've heard Freddy's band play?"

"Yes Sir."

"And?"

"And they're really good. I'm actually going to get them a gig at the place I work at."

"Really now...that's good to know." They finished eating dinner and everyone went into a huge ballroom where music was playing. Freddy and the other guys went over to the side and were talking about stuff. Ray was with them.

"No man, Eminem kicks Metallica's ass!" one of the guys said.

"In your dreams Derek!" Freddy argued. "Metallica is one of the best bands ever!"

"I'm with Jones on this guys. Metallica's the best. But Black Sabbath and Led Zepplin aren't far behind." Ray agreed. She felt someone pull on her pant leg and looked down to see Joey. "What's up little man?"

"Will you dance with me?" he asked. The older guys were laughing at him except Freddy.

"Don't you think she's a little out of your league Joey?" Derek asked.

"Come on Joey, let's go dance." Ray said as Joey led her to the dance floor just as The Twist came on.

"Man, I can't believe she's dancing with your little brother Fred."

"He likes her, which is really rare for him. Usually he thinks girls have cooties. I'm not gonna stop him."

"What about her?"

"What do you mean?"

"She's hot, and you're letting her dance with your brother."

"So? He's only seven."

"SO!? Dude, you should be dancing with her! If you won't I will!"

"Man shut up! This is Ray we're talking about! She's my friend, and if you touch her I swear I'll barf."

"I'll be looking forward to your vomit then." Derek said walking onto the dance floor. He whispered something in Ray's ear. She looked at him sternly and shook her head no, leading Joey back to the guys.

"Now you gentlemen wouldn't happen to know the time would you?" She asked calmly even though the guys were all laughing.

"Its eight o'clock."

"Damn!" Ray nearly screamed.

"What's the matter?" Freddy asked.

"I have to call my parole officer." She said hurriedly. "Can I use your phone?" Freddy nodded and led her to the kitchen. His mom stopped him on the way.

"Where are you two going?"

"Umm...Ray needs to call her Dad. Or as she likes to call him, her parole officer. He likes to check up on her from time to time."

"But I thought he was away."

"He is....she's calling his hotel room." Freddy lied. He'd gotten used to lying to his parents. Ray quickly dialed the number.

"Hey Marks....No I haven't been drinking....No I haven't been doing drugs....No I haven't been gambling....No Marks I haven't been hustling....No I won't try to leave the state. Sheesh man, you'd think I was like some serious murderer or something with that last one....Yeah I'll see you around....Bye." She turned to Freddy. "So, you wanna play the guys in some pool?" He nodded. They grabbed the guys and headed to the basement.

"Alright, me and Ray versus whoever wants to try and beat us." Freddy told them. Two guys, Derek and George agreed to play.

"So, what's the wager?" Derek asked. Ray walked up to him seductively.

"Why its very simple Derek. Freddy and I win, you pay us each twenty bucks. But if you two win, one of you gets twenty bucks and the other gets to have his way with me. At least that's how I've always played." Derek and George smirked. Freddy grabbed her by the arm and dragged her into his room.

"Are you crazy?! I thought you hated bets like that!" he exclaimed. She shrugged.

"Sorry, instinctive reaction. We can change the bet....or I can just kick their sorry asses now."

"We can't change the bet. You better hope we win." She gave him a one sided hug.

"And you have doubts?"

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