Thank you my reviewers! In this chapter you finally get to see some moviemaking action! I want to clarify two things now. 1. I don't own anything, and 2. When I say camera by that I mean a video recorder/camcorder/whatever you wanna call it. Hope you like it!

"I gave my blood and I gave my soul
I stood my ground and I took control
The legend's growing as the story's told
I pledge allegiance to the state, I pledge allegiance to the state
Of rock and roll, of rock and roll
Rock and roll."

Dewey's voice, mixed with the backup singers, Katie's bass strumming a few last notes, Zack's last few chords, Lawrence's last keys, and Freddy's drum crashes ended School of Rock's cover of "I Pledge Allegiance to the State of Rock and Roll" by Kiss. (A/N It is by Kiss right? I tried to download this song and KaZaA didn't find any results...)

"Thank you, New York!" Dewey's loud, energetic voice boomed into the mike. The kids all smiled at each other, knowing their first show had been a huge success. As they each took a bow or did some other crazy stunt as they headed off the stage, some girl in the front row screamed in shock as Zack's hat was customarily thrown into the crowd. Ever since that first show at Battle of the Bands, he'd always thrown his hat into the crowd at the small gigs they played. Knowing that even these people would worship his clothing was a huge boost of assurance for Zack. Yes, this tour was definitely gonna be very hardcore.

It was about one in the morning by the time they retired to the Bedford Hotel New York, their lodging for the night. The kids were in the pool until about 2:30 before Dewey insisted they get sleep since they had to leave at 8. In the crowded elevator, through the girls' chattering about the latest movie star gossip, Freddy and Zack were able to overhear Frankie, Gordon, Leonard, and Marco have a very interesting conversation.

"Man, I'm dying for some weed," Leonard complained.

"Me too, I'd do almost anything for a good smoke," Gordon agreed.

Marco nodded in agreement. "Well, Frankie, you're our…connection…so to speak. You know anyone around here we can buy from?"

Frankie sighed in disappointment. "Well, I think I saw a few joints on a cleaning lady's cart on our floor earlier…let's go to our rooms, and track this drug lady down at 4. Okay?"

The other three boys nodded in agreement.

"So we meet in an hour and a half outside the elevator on our floor. Don't be late."

Zack and Freddy turned to each other and grinned. Without saying a word, they knew they'd catch some interesting footage tonight…

At 3:55 a.m. Zack Mooneyham and Freddy Jones met up outside their rooms, which were right beside each other. Luckily, they were all down the hall from Frankie, Gordon, Marco, and Leonard.

"You ready?" Freddy whispered as Zack prepared his camera.

"Yup," Zack cautiously said back, adjusting everything to be just right.

They sat in the dark, behind a fake plant across the hall from the cleaning supply closet for that floor. For several minutes they sat in silence, except for Freddy drumming on the plant's pot.

"Knock it off, will ya?" Zack hissed.

Freddy rolled his eyes and dropped his hands.

Several minutes later, four figures emerged from down the hall. Zack turned the camera on, focusing on the other boys, praying the faint red light from the power button wouldn't be seen. One of the boys was carrying a crowbar to pry the door open, probably Frankie.

There was a grunt as the door creaked open, the contents awaiting inside calling for the druggies. They all pulled out flashlights and searched the cart.

At one point, Freddy started absentmindedly drumming the wall, staring off into space. Zack hardly noticed, as he was busy making sure he got this all on tape, until one of the flashlights beamed dangerously close to revealing the sneaky spies.

Freddy was silenced from a sharp elbow in the ribs from Zack. Scowling, he swore to himself that he'd get revenge on Zack. Playing by his own rules, Freddy almost laughed to himself as he imagined ways he could capture Zack in the act himself.

Frankie, Gordon, Leonard, and Marco came out of the supply room triumphant, sniggering and carrying their prize in a shoebox. They hurried along the hallway, and slipped into Frankie's room. Zack was following them, silently, and just before Marco shut the door, Zack stopped it with his shoe. Marco was never the smartest kid among them, he was the idiot who forgot to put Dewey's Gibson SG back in the closet, which almost got Dewey fired.

Zack and Freddy quietly snuck in after the druggies, hiding in the doorway. Gordon and Marco took seats on one bed, and Frankie and Leonard opened the shoebox and prepared to get high by making sure all the lighters and such other druggie stuff worked.

Half an hour later, Zack and Freddy were nearly crying with mirth kept to themselves. Frankie and his company were so stoned it wasn't even funny…well, yes it was. Especially because Gordon and Marco were feeling each other up (well that was actually more disturbing than funny;) Leonard was sitting in a chair, drooling and mumbling incoherent words; and Frankie was standing up on a chair trying to do a Stevie Nicks impersonation. It was even worse than the stories they heard about Miss Mullins' attempts to be a star while under the influence.

By now it was almost 5 in the morning, and they needed at least an hour of sleep before they left. Freddy and Zack snuck out of the room, and exploded with laughter once they were back in their own rooms, out of earshot. Zack placed his camera back in its case and hid it under his bed. He wanted to make sure that absolutely no one found this, because he was sure that this time, he'd struck gold.

Freddy, back in his own room, tried to go to sleep. But he failed miserably; he couldn't stop laughing hysterically until 7:30, and he had to get up then so they could leave on time anyway. Maybe he should have taken his Ritalin on time that day…

I'm sorry this took so long to put up...but I was kinda not up to writing Friday and Saturday. stupid boys Please review now, tell me what you think!