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Author's notes: Schneebs! We have made it to what would be such an awesome concert if it was real! Thanks for all reviewers and/or readers have kept with me to this point. Now, in this chapter, I'm not gonna include any dialogue between the former School of Rock and the current Aerosmith and Rolling Stones, simply because, I don't speak for them, don't know how they would act at all, etc. Not to mention I can't write the star struck thing that well. Oh, I use the term 'beldam'. Basically, that's a w(b)itch.
Ch17
It was now getting towards the end of the Rolling Stones set of the concert. Due to Summer's chair, the group found themselves in a more spacious area, right close to the stage. They ended up singing along, and dancing, Dewey air guitaring, and Summer and Zack finding a way to slow dance. They were near each other the entire time, while everyone else fell into their own smaller groups, and mingled. Marta was the only one alone, and spent most of the time watching Zack and Summer and glaring in a jealous manner.
"This is so much fun!" Summer didn't need to shout to Zack nearly as loudly as the roadies set up the stage for Aerosmith.
"I know. And we're going to be backstage after this." Zack answered. "I don't think this could get better."
Freddy walked over, Katie in tow. "Of course it could be better. There are so many other awesome bands that could be here."
Katie shook her head. "Only you would want more then Rolling Stones and Aerosmith."
"And only you would roll your eyes and shake your head at me like that. It's very adorable you know." Freddy remarked.
"Oh, I know I'm adorable." Katie grinned.
Freddy put his arm around her. "I never said you were. I said the look."
"But we both know you meant me." Both Summer and Zack rolled their eyes as the couple walked off continuing their banter.
"I know another way this could be better." Marta said, trying to be sultry, sidling up to Zack.
Zack stepped away from her. "Does it have anything to do with you leaving? Because that would just be totally, as Dewey would put this, Schneebs."
"Now Zack, it is hardly your place to be rude to this girl who is smitten with you." Summer chided sarcastically. "In fact she's in deep smit. Marta, do us all a favor, I know it's going to be so hard for you, but do try and be quiet if you can't improve the conversation. Some of us are trying to forget you're here."
"I would, Summer, but I believe I can improve the conversation, by getting you out of it, and I most certainly want you to remember that I'm here." Marta glared.
Zack put a hand on Summer's shoulder and spoke stonily. "Marta, as much as we absolutely enjoy the company you just love to provide us with, we currently are more interested in, oh I don't know, how about watching grass grow."
"Fine. You'll be interested soon enough. And when you are Zachary, you'll be in my arms." Marta huffed and turned, flipping her hair over her shoulder as she skulked off.
"When is she gonna get a clue?" Summer muttered, watching her leave, then turning to face the stage.
"I doubt she will." Zack sighed. "Eventually she'll have to get tired of this though."
Unbeknownst to them, Marta had overheard and was now pulling out her cell- phone, an evil grin on her face. "She already has." The phone rang for a moment before she spoke again. "Hey Jimmy, is Mike there too...Put the phone on speaker...I have a favor to ask of you...Yeah it'll be what you usually get paid with...OK, here's the deal..."
§ § §
Everyone was buzzing with excitement as they left the large auditorium, after meeting with the bands. Everyone had gotten something signed. Both Zack and Dewey had a guitar. Tomika, Alicia, and Freddy, had tour T-shirts, Katie opted for a baseball cap, Marta just had a notebook, and Summer had them sign her wheelchair. Everything had been exciting and full of energy.
"OK, Cool Cats, we have to get to the airport to catch our flight to Florida!" Dewey announced loudly, high off of the euphoria of meeting the bands. Everyone cheered loudly, even Marta, who seemed caught up in everything. "Do we know where the van is?"
"Parking garage, level 4." Summer informed.
"Good thing someone paid attention." Tomika sighed. "We would have been out here for hours."
"Excuse me." A male walked up. He wore jeans, a black cap and a black Tee. "My car's just up ahead, and to get it started, I need to give it a bit of a push, but I'm by myself. Could you guys give me a hand?"
"Not a prob." Dewey nodded. "Come on guys let's help the dude out."
As the other's gathered, Zack looked to Summer. "You gonna be OK? It's probably not the best place for you to be by yourself out here."
"I'll stay with her." Marta quickly volunteered. "We'll start up to the van. You go use your, nice, strong , muscles to help move that car."
Zack gave Summer another look, who nodded, before turning and catching up with the group.
As Summer, and Marta made their way to the parking garage, neither spoke. The air was getting brisk, a night breeze blowing their hair around. The street was rather deserted, but was nothing compared to the near empty parking garage where they entered. In the area by the elevator bank, Marta paused. "I'm going to go to the bathroom real quick. You better stay here though. Wouldn't want Zack thinking I wasn't protecting you from all of the big bad monsters here would we?"
Summer mocked lightly as Marta entered the bathroom. "Whatever. Beldam."
§ § §
"That guy seemed pretty sketchy." Freddy remarked off-handedly as the group returned to the parking garage. "Who has a car that crappy that it doesn't start, but will buy concert tickets before they buy a new one?"
"Uh, you would." Katie pointed out.
"Well, yeah." Freddy smirked and shrugged.
Dewey in his utter Deweyness, asked a question. "Where did Summer say the van was?"
"Parking garage, level four." Zack answered droning. "Bit confused Finn?"
"Just a bit in heaven." Dewey looked at the guitar player. "I could seriously die happy now."
"I don't think Ms. Mullins would appreciate that much right before the wedding." Alicia wiped her hands on her jeans.
The talk died down a bit as they walked into the parking garage, going directly towards the elevator bank. Zack's pace quickened to a run as he got closer and could see Summer on the ground, her wheelchair nearby. She was struggling to sit up so she could right it. The second he reached her, two questions came out in a near blur. "Are you all right? What happened?"
Summer just let him pull her into a hug, burying her head in his shoulder as the others came up. Freddy picked the chair up while Katie asked the obvious questions. "Where the hell is Marta? Did she do this?"
"Did I do what?" Marta stepped out of the bathroom, a false look of worry came over her face. "Oh Summer, whatever happened? Did you slip out of your chair?"
Summer seemed unwilling to pull back from Zack, but eventually did, relieving some concerns. "I'm fine, no thanks to Juliard Jezebel over here."
"What happened?" Zack picked her up and put her in the chair.
"Marta decided she needed to go to the bathroom and I was waiting just because, like you said, this isn't exactly the safest neighborhood. I should've just gone up. While I was waiting this guy came up and in this bizarre twisted action, started kissing me. I pushed him off, and he shoved my chair down, knocking me out of it. I saw the bathroom door open, Marta slipped him a high five before closing it again and he left."
"I did no such thing." Marta denied.
Summer glared. "Marta, I'm paralyzed not blind."
Marta rolled her eyes. "Knowing you, you made the whole thing up and tipped your chair yourself, for the attention. I've seen girls do stuff like it before. It's rather sad and pathetic."
"Marta, get your lame ass outta here." Alicia had a hand on her hip by this point, squaring off with her former back up singer buddy.
"Wait, you're choosing me over her?" Marta looked quizzical then shook her head. "That's not how it works."
"It is with real friends." Freddy glared. "Get out now."
Zack was focused on Summer. "Are you sure you're OK?"
Summer shook her head. "No." She then leaned into his embrace and began crying on his shoulder.
"No!" Marta exclaimed. "You're supposed to think she's a slut, and break up with her, and then you're supposed to see what a perfect girlfriend I would make."
"Marta, at the airport, I think it would be best if you found a flight to wherever it is you want to spend the rest of your spring break." Dewey didn't look happy.
"Whatever. I have friends here. I'll just get my stuff and go there." Marta seemed shaken that her plan had not worked.
"Good. I don't think riding in the car with any of us would exactly be safe for you." Tomika nodded.
The group silently began making their way up to the van, most shooting death glares at Marta. Summer was still crying, though could no longer be on Zack's shoulder. At the van after he helped her into the back of the van he turned to Marta, who was taking one of three designer suitcases out. "You should have known better. Summer getting attacked would only make me go to her more. What you've done is low. I wouldn't expect any friends from this band ever. And by the way, if you would make a perfect girlfriend, I'd hate to see what an imperfect girlfriend would be."
"Well, if Mike's timing had been better, it would've worked. You were supposed to see her kissing the guy, not her crawling to her stupid chair." Marta still unhappy, was near pouting.
"I thought you had nothing to do with planning this." Katie pointed out glaring.
"Uh, I so don't have to take this." Marta grabbed her luggage, and with one last flip of her hair, she was walking off.
§ § §
The group was on the plane a few hours later, Summer was next to Zack, asleep on his shoulder. Katie was on the other side of Zack, and Freddy was next to her. Summer had cried for a while, Zack and the others had done their best to comfort her. She then had gone into almost a daze, only somewhat responding to what others were saying. And then she fell asleep. Zack watched her for a moment and brushed a strand of hair off of her face before turning to Freddy and Katie. "I can't believe Marta paid a guy to attack Summer."
"Me either." Freddy shook his head.
"I can." Katie remarked. "Ever since the seventh grade she's been like this, it's just back then she wasn't that good at it and she hid it better. But I didn't think she would stoop as low as to make it look like she was cheating on you Slick."
Zack look back at Summer. "Think she'll be OK?"
"I hope so." Katie sighed.
Freddy put his arm around Katie. "Me too. But she was pretty upset. Hopefully the most magical place on earth can help."
"Hopefully." Zack sighed. "At least Marta's gone now."
"You said it." Both agreed.
"Maybe a song would help." Freddy suggested. "That always seems to cheer her up."
"I can try that." Zack nodded. "Can you get me my notebook? I would but Summer is, you know, on me."
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Author's notes: Schneebs! We have made it to what would be such an awesome concert if it was real! Thanks for all reviewers and/or readers have kept with me to this point. Now, in this chapter, I'm not gonna include any dialogue between the former School of Rock and the current Aerosmith and Rolling Stones, simply because, I don't speak for them, don't know how they would act at all, etc. Not to mention I can't write the star struck thing that well. Oh, I use the term 'beldam'. Basically, that's a w(b)itch.
Ch17
It was now getting towards the end of the Rolling Stones set of the concert. Due to Summer's chair, the group found themselves in a more spacious area, right close to the stage. They ended up singing along, and dancing, Dewey air guitaring, and Summer and Zack finding a way to slow dance. They were near each other the entire time, while everyone else fell into their own smaller groups, and mingled. Marta was the only one alone, and spent most of the time watching Zack and Summer and glaring in a jealous manner.
"This is so much fun!" Summer didn't need to shout to Zack nearly as loudly as the roadies set up the stage for Aerosmith.
"I know. And we're going to be backstage after this." Zack answered. "I don't think this could get better."
Freddy walked over, Katie in tow. "Of course it could be better. There are so many other awesome bands that could be here."
Katie shook her head. "Only you would want more then Rolling Stones and Aerosmith."
"And only you would roll your eyes and shake your head at me like that. It's very adorable you know." Freddy remarked.
"Oh, I know I'm adorable." Katie grinned.
Freddy put his arm around her. "I never said you were. I said the look."
"But we both know you meant me." Both Summer and Zack rolled their eyes as the couple walked off continuing their banter.
"I know another way this could be better." Marta said, trying to be sultry, sidling up to Zack.
Zack stepped away from her. "Does it have anything to do with you leaving? Because that would just be totally, as Dewey would put this, Schneebs."
"Now Zack, it is hardly your place to be rude to this girl who is smitten with you." Summer chided sarcastically. "In fact she's in deep smit. Marta, do us all a favor, I know it's going to be so hard for you, but do try and be quiet if you can't improve the conversation. Some of us are trying to forget you're here."
"I would, Summer, but I believe I can improve the conversation, by getting you out of it, and I most certainly want you to remember that I'm here." Marta glared.
Zack put a hand on Summer's shoulder and spoke stonily. "Marta, as much as we absolutely enjoy the company you just love to provide us with, we currently are more interested in, oh I don't know, how about watching grass grow."
"Fine. You'll be interested soon enough. And when you are Zachary, you'll be in my arms." Marta huffed and turned, flipping her hair over her shoulder as she skulked off.
"When is she gonna get a clue?" Summer muttered, watching her leave, then turning to face the stage.
"I doubt she will." Zack sighed. "Eventually she'll have to get tired of this though."
Unbeknownst to them, Marta had overheard and was now pulling out her cell- phone, an evil grin on her face. "She already has." The phone rang for a moment before she spoke again. "Hey Jimmy, is Mike there too...Put the phone on speaker...I have a favor to ask of you...Yeah it'll be what you usually get paid with...OK, here's the deal..."
§ § §
Everyone was buzzing with excitement as they left the large auditorium, after meeting with the bands. Everyone had gotten something signed. Both Zack and Dewey had a guitar. Tomika, Alicia, and Freddy, had tour T-shirts, Katie opted for a baseball cap, Marta just had a notebook, and Summer had them sign her wheelchair. Everything had been exciting and full of energy.
"OK, Cool Cats, we have to get to the airport to catch our flight to Florida!" Dewey announced loudly, high off of the euphoria of meeting the bands. Everyone cheered loudly, even Marta, who seemed caught up in everything. "Do we know where the van is?"
"Parking garage, level 4." Summer informed.
"Good thing someone paid attention." Tomika sighed. "We would have been out here for hours."
"Excuse me." A male walked up. He wore jeans, a black cap and a black Tee. "My car's just up ahead, and to get it started, I need to give it a bit of a push, but I'm by myself. Could you guys give me a hand?"
"Not a prob." Dewey nodded. "Come on guys let's help the dude out."
As the other's gathered, Zack looked to Summer. "You gonna be OK? It's probably not the best place for you to be by yourself out here."
"I'll stay with her." Marta quickly volunteered. "We'll start up to the van. You go use your, nice, strong , muscles to help move that car."
Zack gave Summer another look, who nodded, before turning and catching up with the group.
As Summer, and Marta made their way to the parking garage, neither spoke. The air was getting brisk, a night breeze blowing their hair around. The street was rather deserted, but was nothing compared to the near empty parking garage where they entered. In the area by the elevator bank, Marta paused. "I'm going to go to the bathroom real quick. You better stay here though. Wouldn't want Zack thinking I wasn't protecting you from all of the big bad monsters here would we?"
Summer mocked lightly as Marta entered the bathroom. "Whatever. Beldam."
§ § §
"That guy seemed pretty sketchy." Freddy remarked off-handedly as the group returned to the parking garage. "Who has a car that crappy that it doesn't start, but will buy concert tickets before they buy a new one?"
"Uh, you would." Katie pointed out.
"Well, yeah." Freddy smirked and shrugged.
Dewey in his utter Deweyness, asked a question. "Where did Summer say the van was?"
"Parking garage, level four." Zack answered droning. "Bit confused Finn?"
"Just a bit in heaven." Dewey looked at the guitar player. "I could seriously die happy now."
"I don't think Ms. Mullins would appreciate that much right before the wedding." Alicia wiped her hands on her jeans.
The talk died down a bit as they walked into the parking garage, going directly towards the elevator bank. Zack's pace quickened to a run as he got closer and could see Summer on the ground, her wheelchair nearby. She was struggling to sit up so she could right it. The second he reached her, two questions came out in a near blur. "Are you all right? What happened?"
Summer just let him pull her into a hug, burying her head in his shoulder as the others came up. Freddy picked the chair up while Katie asked the obvious questions. "Where the hell is Marta? Did she do this?"
"Did I do what?" Marta stepped out of the bathroom, a false look of worry came over her face. "Oh Summer, whatever happened? Did you slip out of your chair?"
Summer seemed unwilling to pull back from Zack, but eventually did, relieving some concerns. "I'm fine, no thanks to Juliard Jezebel over here."
"What happened?" Zack picked her up and put her in the chair.
"Marta decided she needed to go to the bathroom and I was waiting just because, like you said, this isn't exactly the safest neighborhood. I should've just gone up. While I was waiting this guy came up and in this bizarre twisted action, started kissing me. I pushed him off, and he shoved my chair down, knocking me out of it. I saw the bathroom door open, Marta slipped him a high five before closing it again and he left."
"I did no such thing." Marta denied.
Summer glared. "Marta, I'm paralyzed not blind."
Marta rolled her eyes. "Knowing you, you made the whole thing up and tipped your chair yourself, for the attention. I've seen girls do stuff like it before. It's rather sad and pathetic."
"Marta, get your lame ass outta here." Alicia had a hand on her hip by this point, squaring off with her former back up singer buddy.
"Wait, you're choosing me over her?" Marta looked quizzical then shook her head. "That's not how it works."
"It is with real friends." Freddy glared. "Get out now."
Zack was focused on Summer. "Are you sure you're OK?"
Summer shook her head. "No." She then leaned into his embrace and began crying on his shoulder.
"No!" Marta exclaimed. "You're supposed to think she's a slut, and break up with her, and then you're supposed to see what a perfect girlfriend I would make."
"Marta, at the airport, I think it would be best if you found a flight to wherever it is you want to spend the rest of your spring break." Dewey didn't look happy.
"Whatever. I have friends here. I'll just get my stuff and go there." Marta seemed shaken that her plan had not worked.
"Good. I don't think riding in the car with any of us would exactly be safe for you." Tomika nodded.
The group silently began making their way up to the van, most shooting death glares at Marta. Summer was still crying, though could no longer be on Zack's shoulder. At the van after he helped her into the back of the van he turned to Marta, who was taking one of three designer suitcases out. "You should have known better. Summer getting attacked would only make me go to her more. What you've done is low. I wouldn't expect any friends from this band ever. And by the way, if you would make a perfect girlfriend, I'd hate to see what an imperfect girlfriend would be."
"Well, if Mike's timing had been better, it would've worked. You were supposed to see her kissing the guy, not her crawling to her stupid chair." Marta still unhappy, was near pouting.
"I thought you had nothing to do with planning this." Katie pointed out glaring.
"Uh, I so don't have to take this." Marta grabbed her luggage, and with one last flip of her hair, she was walking off.
§ § §
The group was on the plane a few hours later, Summer was next to Zack, asleep on his shoulder. Katie was on the other side of Zack, and Freddy was next to her. Summer had cried for a while, Zack and the others had done their best to comfort her. She then had gone into almost a daze, only somewhat responding to what others were saying. And then she fell asleep. Zack watched her for a moment and brushed a strand of hair off of her face before turning to Freddy and Katie. "I can't believe Marta paid a guy to attack Summer."
"Me either." Freddy shook his head.
"I can." Katie remarked. "Ever since the seventh grade she's been like this, it's just back then she wasn't that good at it and she hid it better. But I didn't think she would stoop as low as to make it look like she was cheating on you Slick."
Zack look back at Summer. "Think she'll be OK?"
"I hope so." Katie sighed.
Freddy put his arm around Katie. "Me too. But she was pretty upset. Hopefully the most magical place on earth can help."
"Hopefully." Zack sighed. "At least Marta's gone now."
"You said it." Both agreed.
"Maybe a song would help." Freddy suggested. "That always seems to cheer her up."
"I can try that." Zack nodded. "Can you get me my notebook? I would but Summer is, you know, on me."
Random Quote of the Day: "We came, we saw, we kicked its ass!"-Peter Venkman, in Ghostbusters.
Thanks To These People Right Here
Rhun
crazyknarf
Brooke
SarahLou
rockin awesome x
m-fashion