a/n: okay so… there's not much to say. This is the final chapter besides the epilogue. Oh well get on with it! --blows nose into tissue and sobs-- OH and I nearly forgot. THANK YOU Lilstrummrgrl527 for pointing out that I gave Summer's mom three names! Omg that's like total 'amateur writers syndrome!' geez. Okay well Summer's mom is Rowena like I officially planned. I am going to go back and change that in the future chapters! Sorry for the confusion!
disclaimer: never was mine, it's not mine, it won't be mine! (haha preparing for advanced english! pre-present and future tenses. yuck. but i don't start school til September 7th this year) --Sticks out tongue--
To my Gnarlicious reviewers:
Sonsofpitchesfangirl: Hey there! ah yes i know The Lion King is my favorite movie! (Besides SoR of course lol) geez it was hard to write the hustle part. i had to like get up and do it myself and then write down what i was doing and then make it in Zack's words...
Lilstrummrgrl275: THANK YOU AGAIN! lol anyways yes the store cake is yuck sometimes. i like the homemade stuff better... yummay! I am so sorry i made you hate Michelle. don't worry there will be more drama with her in the sequel! I'm glad you liked the Z/S moment. it was really hard to write! lol.
Swimmerkitti: I'm glad you liked chapter 12. it was my favorite to write but it was a little difficult =-/ I say that if people don't cry when Mufasa dies then they are just plain cruel! ='( lol.
Thedoorsrock: Yeah i hate peer pressure. it's evil man. lol. aw don't cry i'll be comin back with a sequel before you know it! lol. yeah i know i SO wanted to do the 'Spin the Bottle' scene but i had to edit it out b/c i was getting reviews saying 'they're acting older then they're sposed to' so i had to tone it down a bit.
SandyPandy: lol i feel evil for making you wait but in the next chapter you shall get your kiss! =-D
Kittygal-meow: Hey man! welcome back! Lmao i used to have that BWitched c.d. and i got that cest la vie song stuck in my head. darn irish people and their catchy tunes! omg i had a spice girls watch too. weirdness... haha thats how i got the idea for the whole thing. ooh yes i know i was like 4 when The Lion King came out and it was such a tragedy when Mufasa died. i cried. My favorite character is Rafiki. he can do no wrong! thanks for the review(s) lol peace out! (sorry i stole that from your review)
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"Summer, wake up." Mrs. Hathaway said. Waking her daughter from her slumber. It was almost 12:00 in the afternoon. It was the day after Zack's party.
"Mmm Mom what time is it?" Summer asked, stretching and yawning
"Almost 12:00." Mrs. Hathaway said, bringing Summer's breakfast over to her on a tray.
"Why didn't you wake me? And since when do I get served breakfast?" Summer asked suspiciously, raising an eyebrow.
"Well, you had quite a busy night last night and why can't I serve my daughter breakfast? Is that a crime?" Mrs. Hathaway asked, sitting on Summer's bed and watching her daughter. Only heightening Summer's suspicion.
"Okay, I have a feeling that this is some sort of bribery." Summer said, while chewing on her toast. "So what do you want from me?"
"Well, it's not exactly bribery. It's more like… you doing something for me and your dad."
"Oh and what's that?"
"Well, yesterday Grandpa Stuart called. And he had to go to the hospital because of his knee surgery and was wondering if we could come visit him."
"Okay…and?"
"Well, you know how hospitals won't let children under the age of 14 into the hospital bedrooms. So we figured it would be better if you just stayed here."
"So I get to stay home alone?" Summer asked excitedly.
"Well no, not exactly. But we hired a very good babysitter." Mrs. Hathaway said hastily.
"Okay so who?"
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"Thank you for coming on such short notice Mrs. Stinkleworth. Summer is so excited that you two are going to spend the day together!" Mrs. Hathaway said as she fished through her purse trying to find her keys.
"Oh yes, me and Summer are going get along famously." Mrs. Stinkleworth chuckled. (haha scary movie 3)
"Summer come on down Mrs. Stinkleworth is here!" Mr. Hathaway bellowed from the bottom of the stairs. Slowly Summer came down the stairs with a tight smile on her face.
"Hello Mrs. Stinkleworth." Summer said. Thinking on a happier note that she was going to be able to stay at her house and not go over to Mrs. Stinkleworth's pigstye.
"Oh Summer what a lovely outfit you're wearing. I Love the band Van Halen! I saw them in concert once. After Sammy Hagar joined, of course.
"Er…I didn't know you liked Rock" Summer said, surprised that Mrs. Stinkleworth even knew a band that was formed after 1940.
"Oh! I didn't know you kids were into that music. I thought you guys liked that rap stuff. Like that black man uh what's his name… Soup Froggy Frog! that's it! You know he says that saying….Shizzle my Nizzle!" Mrs. Stinkleworth said, earning a laugh from Summer's parents. Summer glared as hard as she could at them. Hoping that they felt guilty for leaving her in their large house, alone, with that nutcase.
"Okay well we better get going! You two have fun!" Summer's parents yelled as they slammed the door and walked to the car.
"So Summer, what do you want to do?" Mrs. Stinkleworth asked. Smiling.
"I don't know. What do you want to do?" Summer asked. Stuffing her hands in her pockets.
"Hmm… I say we go shopping!" Mrs. Stinkleworth said, lifting her hands in the air in excitement.
"Go shopping where?" Summer asked. Thinking that it was going to be "Granny Panties Galore" or "Senior Citizens Shopping Center " or something that old crazy people like Mrs. Stinkleworth would go to.
"Let's go to the mall!" Mrs. Stinkleworth said. Grabbing her keys and Summer's coat. Then she yanked Summer out the door before she could protest.
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"Wow. Is This your car?!" Summer asked as she stared breathlessly at the black corvette that was sitting in her driveway.
"Yep. That's Little Richard."
"Little Richard is a singer." Summer said, confused.
"No no, I named my car after my late husband, Richard." Mrs. Stinkleworth said, as she climbed in. Followed by Summer.
"I've never seen your car before."
"Oh that's because it's hiding in the garage." Mrs. Stinkleworth said, turning the radio to the local rock station.
"Didn't know you had a garage." Summer said, looking out the window gazing at all the huge houses that made up her high class neighborhood. She sighed when she saw Marta outside building a snowman with Leonard. Wishing she were with them right now.
"I know what you're thinking. The house is a mess so the garage must be like a horse stable."
You're a mind reader. Summer thought. Mrs. Stinkleworth continued.
"Well the reason that my house is such a mess is because when Richard was alive he was working on fixing the house. You know, a bunch of independent projects. First the roof, then the floorboards and so on. But he got killed by a robber who was trying to get into our safe with all of the money in it. I slept through the entire thing. When I got up Richard was on the floor and the robber was gone with all of the money. They never did catch him either. So after the funeral expenses there wasn't enough money for me to fix up the house or even relatively finish the projects he had started. So I just left the house alone and I make my money now teaching clarinet lessons to you youngsters. Oh I am so terribly sorry, I must be boring you with all of my sad stories." Mrs. Stinkleworth said, with a hint of sadness in her voice.
"Geez I didn't know any of that." Summer said, immediately feeling guilty for judging Mrs. Stinkleworth so quickly.
"It's okay dearie. I've learned to recover, it was a long time ago. But you know what always cures a bad day?"
"No, what?"
"A day at the mall!" Mrs. Stinkleworth said as she pulled into the mall parking lot.
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"So where do you want to go first?" Summer asked as they stepped inside the huge mall.
"Great, but I didn't bring any money." Summer said sadly.
"It's okay we'll figure something out, now lets go!" Mrs. Stinkleworth said, power walking into the record store.
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"This one is really great." Summer said, as she handed Mrs. Stinkleworth a Led Zeppelin c.d.
"Oh! I think I already have this one. It's their newest album 'How The West Was Won' right?" Mrs. Stinkleworth asked.
"Yeah…it is." Summer said smiling.
"You would probably like this one." Mrs. Stinkleworth said. Handing Summer a Deep Purple c.d.
"Yes! I would! I don't have a Deep Purple c.d. yet!" Summer said excitedly.
"Well how about this. If I buy this c.d. for you then you come over twice a week after school and me and you just talk."
"About what?" Summer asked, skimming over all the songs on the c.d.
"Anything, music, boys, whatever you want. It gets awfully lonely at my house with only me and the cats to occupy it." Mrs. Stinkleworth said sadly.
"Okay, deal!" Summer said.
"Hey Summer!" Katie said, rushing over.
"Hey Katie!" Summer squeaked.
"Hi I'm Mrs. Stinkleworth. One of Summer's friends." A look of confusion crossed over Katie's face but then she smiled warmly and shook Mrs. Stinkleworth's hand.
"It's nice to meet you finally Mrs. Stinkleworth. Summer talks about you all the time." Katie said still smiling. Summer looked at her in panic.
"Oh really and what does she say?" Mrs. Stinkleworth said, laughing.
"Oh…nothing much…just how great of a clarinet teacher you are and how much she's been learning from you over the past two years." Katie lied. Relief flew across Summer's face.
"Well I got to go, my mom's waiting in the food court. I just wanted to say. Bye! It was nice to meet you Mrs. Stinkleworth." Katie said as she walked out of the c.d. store.
"What a nice girl." Mrs. Stinkleworth said as she went to the cashier.
"Yeah… you have no idea." Summer said, making a memo in her head reminding her to thank Katie when she got the chance. -------------------------------------------------------
"Well that was a fun day." Mrs. Stinkleworth said as she drove Summer home.
"Yeah. Thanks a lot for the new c.d. and shirt." Summer said, yawning.
"We still have three hours to kill before your parents get home. What do you want to do?"
"You pick."
"Nope, I picked the mall. Your turn."
"Okay…well…I've always wanted to learn how to bake cookies." Summer said.
"You've never baked home-made cookies?" Mrs. Stinkleworth asked, surprised.
"Nope…never. I always left the kitchen stuff for my mom to do."
"Well…we're going to have to change that! Come on we got to get some ingredients from the grocery store. Then me and you are going to bake our little hearts out!
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"So…. You're saying that we can EAT that?"
"Yes! It's one of the guilty pleasures of life!" Mrs. Stinkleworth said, sticking her finger into the leftover cookie dough mix.
"But it has raw egg in it." Summer said nervously
"So? The chances of you getting worms or something weird like that is zero to none. Come on, just one little bite." Mrs. Stinkleworth said. Handing Summer the bowl with the leftover mix.
"Yeah i guess you're right. I have to start taking chances." Summer said as she reached her finger in and got a big glob of cookie dough and sticking it in her mouth.
"You're right… it DOES taste good." Summer said, her face filling up with enlightenment.
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"Summer, Mrs. Stinkleworth! We're home!" Mrs. Hathaway and Mr. Hathaway said as they walked into the foyer and took of their jackets and mittens.
"We're in here!" Summer said. Putting cookies into the cookie jar.
"Something smells good!" Mr. Hathaway said as he walked excitedly into the kitchen. "I'll take one of these." Summer slapped his hand and shook her finger. Mrs. Hathaway and Mrs. Stinkleworth laughed.
"Nuh uh, not until they cool off. Wouldn't want to burn your mouth now would you?"
"Ugh! Fine!" Mr. Hathaway whined. Earning a laugh from all three of the girls.
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"Bye Summer. I hope you had a fun day." Mrs. Stinkleworth said. Putting on her coat and hat.
"Thanks Mrs. Stinkleworth. I did. Umm I have a question"
"Oh. What?"
"Well I was thinking, maybe I could come and help you fix up your house a couple days a week. You know and maybe if its technical construction stuff I can get my dad to help and maybe some guys from school too." Summer said shyly.
"Oh sweetie that is a wonderful idea. But nobody is forcing you to." Mrs. Stinkleworth said.
"No! I really want to!" Summer said.
"Okay. That sounds absolutely great. Maybe we can get to know each other a little bit better."
"I'd like that." Summer said, and before Mrs. Stinkleworth left, she gave her a hug.
Sunday, January 28th, 2003
Dear Diary,
Well, this past weekend has been different. On Friday I went to Zack's party. It was great. I made up with Michelle and me and Zack got some… quality time together I guess you could call it. We got to watch The Lion King and a bunch of other great things happened at that party. I even learned how to do the hussle! I must chastise myself. I had to spend today with Mrs. Stinkleworth today and I had FUN. Imagine that. I didn't even know what kind of person she was or anything. I am so terrible for judging her like that. She's had a really hard life, especially since her husband died. I feel so bad for her. She must be really lonely. Anyways I decided that I'm going to help her fix up her house a little bit. It could help me get to know her better. And maybe she could give me advice about different things. Anyways I have school tomorrow so I should get to sleep. What a great weekend it has been.
--Summer.
a/n: and on to the epilogue. I hoped you all liked this chapter. HAHA I told you all Mrs. Stinkleworth would be in more then one chapter and I proved myself right. Go me. Omg is anybody else besides me totally in love with 'How the West was Won'? dude it is awesome. Stairway to Heaven is my favorite =-P. Oh and who else loves cookie dough besides me?! lol okay sorry. On to the epilogue! but first could you click the lil button down there where it says review? Puhleeezeeee.....?!?!?! --Does puppy dog face--