Disclaimer: School of Rock and its characters do not belong to me. Neither
do any pop culture references I may choose to include.
Author's notes: Thank you for the reviews. I can't think of more ways to say it. of course, I could go off into many languages, but that would be a bit over the edge. For this chapter, I tried my best to put things in that are actual at the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, and this information was found at , the official website of the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. If you people don't know who Les Paul is, you aren't as much rockers as you thought, but I shall help you. He's the musician that inspired the Gibson Les Paul guitar. Makes sense doesn't it? I made up the whole record a record thing. And I'm going to explain this now, in case you don't think it through. Record, as in tape, a record, as in song. That's what it is. Why the two words have to be spelled the same I'll never now. I own Born That Way.
Ch15
It was the next morning when everyone was piling into the vans that Marta learned others knew of her plan. People rarely spoke to her. It had been explained to Dewey, who decided that unless things were out of hand, he wasn't about to interfere. Summer and Zack sat next to each other in the back of Dewey's van, where most were piled. A decision was made to drop one van off at Dewey's before going to the hall of fame, even if the accommodations would be a bit more cramped, now that they were no longer 10. "Summer, you know Marta would never be able to take me from you, right?" Zack asked, brushing a strand of Summer's hardly tended to hair away from her face.
"I know." Summer nodded. "But it's pretty hard to believe that you wouldn't prefer being with someone like her. Even if you do think of me just like you would if I weren't paralyzed. She's currently the absolutely perfect blond bombshell, that most guys would kill for, and she wants you. Most guys dream of that."
"Did I ever say I was most guys? Summer, she's not perfect. She can't hold a candle to you when it comes to perfection. You're friendly and beautiful and you would care if you hurt someone. Marta may be what you are calling a bombshell now, but you wait ten years, after she's married and had a couple kids. She's hardly gonna look like a Ballerina Barbie clone. Besides, I don't see her wearing torn jeans."
"Well, I do have that going for me." Summer half smiled.
"Exactly." Zack smiled getting her smile to become full.
Alicia interrupted. "Torn jeans? What's that got to do with anything?"
"My Christmas present." Summer answered cryptically.
"OK." Alicia turned back to Tomika. "I think we have to get more on that one later."
Meanwhile, in Zack's van, Katie drove, while Freddy was in the back with Marta, choosing to warn her about her behavior then. "What were you thinking?" Were his first words.
Marta knew exactly what he was talking about. "I'm surprised she told anyone. Thought she'd be a bit stronger than that."
"Summer's full of surprises. What the hell do you think you're doing, talking to her like that?"
"So it's wrong of me to warn her that I'm going to be the one with Zack by the end of this reunion instead of just taking him from her?"
Freddy was not impressed by the sarcasm. "Marta, Zack isn't interested in you. He never has been, and never will be. Get over it and move on."
"Oh, you see, I see things differently. He may not be interested in me now, but after one dance and a kiss, he will be more interested in me, than he ever was in the Wheelchair Wonder Harlot."
"Summer is anything but that, and you know it." Freddy glared.
"It doesn't matter what I know does it? It only matters what Zack knows. Or sees."
"Marta Alexandria Luka. Summer and Zack are happy together, and if you do anything to mess that up, you are not going to have any friends remaining in what's left of this band, or our old class at high school."
"Somehow, I think I can deal with that, Frederick James Jones. I have my own friends, and I'm fully capable of making more."
Katie turned around when she stopped at a red light. "Don't you mean, fully capable of having Daddy buy you more?"
"Uh. Whatever."
§ § §
The group crawled out of the back of the van upon reaching the hall of fame, Marta instantly working on her hair which by her complaint, was totally frizzed out by the humidity in the back of the van. Everyone else was either stretching, laughing at her, or both. Dewey started giving instructions after he himself stretched a bit. "OK, everyone can go do their own thing, or stay as a group. We'll meet for lunch around 1:00 and then we'll see what everyone wants to do. Everyone clear?" When everyone nodded, he spoke again. "Schneebs!"
Zack looked at Summer, then Freddy and Katie. "What do you guys think?"
"Let's just go around and see what we find." Freddy put his arm around Katie.
"Sounds great to me." Both girls nodded.
"Anybody else with us?" Zack looked at the entire group.
Alicia and Tomika shook their heads. "We are going straight to Aretha Franklin." Tomika informed.
Marta was too busy with her hair to even notice a question was asked, while Dewey shook his head. "I want to go check out the Les Paul exhibit."
"We'll see you all at lunch then." The two couples entered the Hall of Fame, almost instantly overwhelmed by the energy inside.
"So, I talked to Marta, when we were dropping your van off." Freddy informed, grabbing one of the maps.
"Do I even want to know what she has to say for herself?" Zack glanced over Freddy's shoulder at the map.
"Probably not." Katie looked around the room.
"I'm thinking I do want to hear it." Summer looked up.
"Are you sure?" Freddy looked concerned. "Let's check out the 500 songs exhibit."
The group began walking. "Unless it's something that would give, I don't know, Jerry Springer, a heart attack, I want to hear it." Summer nodded.
"She called you a harlot." Katie stopped, and spoke quietly.
"Well then, I guess she is playing as low as she can get." Summer sighed.
Zack knelt down. "Don't listen to that. The people who care about you know it's not true."
"I know. But I'd like to see how you would take it." Summer looked him pointedly in the eye.
"I'd probably feel pretty crappy too." Zack agreed. "Look, let's just ignore her for now, and we'll think of something to deal with her."
"Hey, why don't we just rock it out?" Katie stole the map from Freddy.
"What are you talking about?" Summer grabbed her necklace, a common habit.
"There's a place in here where you can record a song. Basically you rent one of the rooms out to practice and then you can record your song. It's called Record a Record."
Zack stood. "That sounds awesome."
"I'm all for it." Freddy nodded.
"How fast do you guys think you can learn a song?" Summer wanted to know.
"Pretty quick. We learned Step Off in like an hour." Katie thought for a second.
"See if you can rent one of the rooms out for in an hour. We'll go check out the 500 songs exhibit and then we'll do that."
"Why don't we just go do it now?" Freddy asked when they started walking again.
Summer gave him his answer. "You can't record a song that's not written, that's why."
§ § §
It was three hours later when the four were in a studio about to record a song. Summer had written it while they all looked at the 500 songs that shaped rock and roll, and they had all learned it in record (no pun intended) time.
Zack started the introduction with Katie. Soon, Freddy joined on the drums, and Summer came in last on the keyboard. Soon after she was also singing.
"Lies
We all tell them
Once in a while
Truth
That's told more often
It makes most people smile
Not all people can tell the truth though
You were born that way
Born that way they say
Doing whatever you want
Never backing from the daunt
Just getting someone else to fight it for you
You won't ever heal
Do not have the heart to feel
Will always be alone
On your fake built throne
You were born that way
Friends
Everybody has them
You have to fight to keep them
Life
Everybody has one
Yours is just a fake gem
Not everything can go the way you want
You were born that way
Born that way they say
Doing whatever you want
Never backing from the daunt
Just getting someone else to fight it for you
You won't ever heal
Do not have the heart to feel
Will always be alone
On your fake built throne
You were born that way
What was that
You're fighting back
It's too late try
You ain't that sly
Won't get him
It's looking grim
For you that is
It don't take a whiz to see that
You were born that way
Born that way they say
Doing whatever you want
Never backing from the daunt
Just getting someone else to fight it for you
You won't ever heal
Do not have the heart to feel
Will always be alone
On your fake built throne
You were born that way."
And there is chapter 15. I like that song a lot. I hope you do too.
Random Quote of the Day: "Two pretzels are walking down the street. One is assaulted."—Tim Taylor on Home Improvement.
Thank You
Harry Potter's Crazed Stalker
mellowyellow36
rockin awesome x
kittygal-meow
SarahLou
Author's notes: Thank you for the reviews. I can't think of more ways to say it. of course, I could go off into many languages, but that would be a bit over the edge. For this chapter, I tried my best to put things in that are actual at the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, and this information was found at , the official website of the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. If you people don't know who Les Paul is, you aren't as much rockers as you thought, but I shall help you. He's the musician that inspired the Gibson Les Paul guitar. Makes sense doesn't it? I made up the whole record a record thing. And I'm going to explain this now, in case you don't think it through. Record, as in tape, a record, as in song. That's what it is. Why the two words have to be spelled the same I'll never now. I own Born That Way.
Ch15
It was the next morning when everyone was piling into the vans that Marta learned others knew of her plan. People rarely spoke to her. It had been explained to Dewey, who decided that unless things were out of hand, he wasn't about to interfere. Summer and Zack sat next to each other in the back of Dewey's van, where most were piled. A decision was made to drop one van off at Dewey's before going to the hall of fame, even if the accommodations would be a bit more cramped, now that they were no longer 10. "Summer, you know Marta would never be able to take me from you, right?" Zack asked, brushing a strand of Summer's hardly tended to hair away from her face.
"I know." Summer nodded. "But it's pretty hard to believe that you wouldn't prefer being with someone like her. Even if you do think of me just like you would if I weren't paralyzed. She's currently the absolutely perfect blond bombshell, that most guys would kill for, and she wants you. Most guys dream of that."
"Did I ever say I was most guys? Summer, she's not perfect. She can't hold a candle to you when it comes to perfection. You're friendly and beautiful and you would care if you hurt someone. Marta may be what you are calling a bombshell now, but you wait ten years, after she's married and had a couple kids. She's hardly gonna look like a Ballerina Barbie clone. Besides, I don't see her wearing torn jeans."
"Well, I do have that going for me." Summer half smiled.
"Exactly." Zack smiled getting her smile to become full.
Alicia interrupted. "Torn jeans? What's that got to do with anything?"
"My Christmas present." Summer answered cryptically.
"OK." Alicia turned back to Tomika. "I think we have to get more on that one later."
Meanwhile, in Zack's van, Katie drove, while Freddy was in the back with Marta, choosing to warn her about her behavior then. "What were you thinking?" Were his first words.
Marta knew exactly what he was talking about. "I'm surprised she told anyone. Thought she'd be a bit stronger than that."
"Summer's full of surprises. What the hell do you think you're doing, talking to her like that?"
"So it's wrong of me to warn her that I'm going to be the one with Zack by the end of this reunion instead of just taking him from her?"
Freddy was not impressed by the sarcasm. "Marta, Zack isn't interested in you. He never has been, and never will be. Get over it and move on."
"Oh, you see, I see things differently. He may not be interested in me now, but after one dance and a kiss, he will be more interested in me, than he ever was in the Wheelchair Wonder Harlot."
"Summer is anything but that, and you know it." Freddy glared.
"It doesn't matter what I know does it? It only matters what Zack knows. Or sees."
"Marta Alexandria Luka. Summer and Zack are happy together, and if you do anything to mess that up, you are not going to have any friends remaining in what's left of this band, or our old class at high school."
"Somehow, I think I can deal with that, Frederick James Jones. I have my own friends, and I'm fully capable of making more."
Katie turned around when she stopped at a red light. "Don't you mean, fully capable of having Daddy buy you more?"
"Uh. Whatever."
§ § §
The group crawled out of the back of the van upon reaching the hall of fame, Marta instantly working on her hair which by her complaint, was totally frizzed out by the humidity in the back of the van. Everyone else was either stretching, laughing at her, or both. Dewey started giving instructions after he himself stretched a bit. "OK, everyone can go do their own thing, or stay as a group. We'll meet for lunch around 1:00 and then we'll see what everyone wants to do. Everyone clear?" When everyone nodded, he spoke again. "Schneebs!"
Zack looked at Summer, then Freddy and Katie. "What do you guys think?"
"Let's just go around and see what we find." Freddy put his arm around Katie.
"Sounds great to me." Both girls nodded.
"Anybody else with us?" Zack looked at the entire group.
Alicia and Tomika shook their heads. "We are going straight to Aretha Franklin." Tomika informed.
Marta was too busy with her hair to even notice a question was asked, while Dewey shook his head. "I want to go check out the Les Paul exhibit."
"We'll see you all at lunch then." The two couples entered the Hall of Fame, almost instantly overwhelmed by the energy inside.
"So, I talked to Marta, when we were dropping your van off." Freddy informed, grabbing one of the maps.
"Do I even want to know what she has to say for herself?" Zack glanced over Freddy's shoulder at the map.
"Probably not." Katie looked around the room.
"I'm thinking I do want to hear it." Summer looked up.
"Are you sure?" Freddy looked concerned. "Let's check out the 500 songs exhibit."
The group began walking. "Unless it's something that would give, I don't know, Jerry Springer, a heart attack, I want to hear it." Summer nodded.
"She called you a harlot." Katie stopped, and spoke quietly.
"Well then, I guess she is playing as low as she can get." Summer sighed.
Zack knelt down. "Don't listen to that. The people who care about you know it's not true."
"I know. But I'd like to see how you would take it." Summer looked him pointedly in the eye.
"I'd probably feel pretty crappy too." Zack agreed. "Look, let's just ignore her for now, and we'll think of something to deal with her."
"Hey, why don't we just rock it out?" Katie stole the map from Freddy.
"What are you talking about?" Summer grabbed her necklace, a common habit.
"There's a place in here where you can record a song. Basically you rent one of the rooms out to practice and then you can record your song. It's called Record a Record."
Zack stood. "That sounds awesome."
"I'm all for it." Freddy nodded.
"How fast do you guys think you can learn a song?" Summer wanted to know.
"Pretty quick. We learned Step Off in like an hour." Katie thought for a second.
"See if you can rent one of the rooms out for in an hour. We'll go check out the 500 songs exhibit and then we'll do that."
"Why don't we just go do it now?" Freddy asked when they started walking again.
Summer gave him his answer. "You can't record a song that's not written, that's why."
§ § §
It was three hours later when the four were in a studio about to record a song. Summer had written it while they all looked at the 500 songs that shaped rock and roll, and they had all learned it in record (no pun intended) time.
Zack started the introduction with Katie. Soon, Freddy joined on the drums, and Summer came in last on the keyboard. Soon after she was also singing.
"Lies
We all tell them
Once in a while
Truth
That's told more often
It makes most people smile
Not all people can tell the truth though
You were born that way
Born that way they say
Doing whatever you want
Never backing from the daunt
Just getting someone else to fight it for you
You won't ever heal
Do not have the heart to feel
Will always be alone
On your fake built throne
You were born that way
Friends
Everybody has them
You have to fight to keep them
Life
Everybody has one
Yours is just a fake gem
Not everything can go the way you want
You were born that way
Born that way they say
Doing whatever you want
Never backing from the daunt
Just getting someone else to fight it for you
You won't ever heal
Do not have the heart to feel
Will always be alone
On your fake built throne
You were born that way
What was that
You're fighting back
It's too late try
You ain't that sly
Won't get him
It's looking grim
For you that is
It don't take a whiz to see that
You were born that way
Born that way they say
Doing whatever you want
Never backing from the daunt
Just getting someone else to fight it for you
You won't ever heal
Do not have the heart to feel
Will always be alone
On your fake built throne
You were born that way."
And there is chapter 15. I like that song a lot. I hope you do too.
Random Quote of the Day: "Two pretzels are walking down the street. One is assaulted."—Tim Taylor on Home Improvement.
Thank You
Harry Potter's Crazed Stalker
mellowyellow36
rockin awesome x
kittygal-meow
SarahLou