xX... well, I guess I'm writing sooner that I expected. Uh... shout out to A.K.
if you don't like my stories than no one is forcing you to read them. And
before you criticize the summary please take the time to read the story.
And news flash, if ya don't like one of my stories, chances are you're not
gonna like the other one! But other than that, let's get on with it! ...xX
Katie Cordova began walking up the lawn and towards the cafeteria, as she walked she became tenser, and as a result she ended up sprinting the last couple of yards. She ran into the cafeteria and to the mail counter, impatiently, she tapped her foot on the ground as she stood in the line four or five kids strong.
Someone was listening to music, sitting at a table; someone was chowing down on a Popsicle, she began picking up annoying and small details. A little girls' hair was twirled in instead of out, something she hated, a senior had a mullet, disguised as a stylish do, among other things.
"Name please? .... Name please? ... WHAT IS YOUR NAME PLEASE?!" An impatient junior, working the mail stall yelled at Katie, throwing her out of her trance.
"Oh, sorry, Katie Cordova," Katie mumbled, still staring around the room.
"Here you go, Ms. Cordova," The junior snapped at Katie. She hastily grabbed the piece of thick orange stock paper, folded over and began walking out of the cafeteria, hastily opening it. The handwriting that had scribbled the address was unmistakable. Actually, the envelope was addressed to Katie Cordova, Zackary Mooneyham and Summer Hathaway. But the dumb junior had given the letter to Katie. She stood still in the middle of the lawn as she read the letter. It wasn't personalized, just a general letter. Really an announcement more of a letter. The announcement was printed on orange paper and the writing was inside a big explosion outside, or border.
SCHOOL OF ROCK!
SCHOOL OF ROCK!
SCHOOL OF ROCK!
Attention former members of the kick ass band: SCHOOL OF ROCK
You are invited to a rockin reunion!
To be held at the apartment of Dewey Louis Finn.
Come on July 7 and leave July 10.
DEWEY'S ADDRESS:
712 23rd Street.
New York, NY
Be there or be a loser!
Katie held her breath and stormed into the dorm running into Zack.
"Easy going tiger, watch it!" Zack laughed.
"What? Sorry? OH ZACK!" Katie mumbled in excitement. She pushed the letter into Zack's arms were he read it and hurried off the give it to Summer who read it and hurried off to give it to no one.
"This is the perfect send off to college!" Summer squealed.
"I know!" Katie jumped up and down with Summer as Zack rolled his eyes and collapsed onto Katie's bed.
,Summer,
flashback type thingy
Knock knock knock...
The sharp rapping of metal against a cheap hotel door rang out through Summer Hathaway's hotel suit at the Rega Royal Hotel in New York City. Summer smoothed her black, wavy skirt and tossed her hair before opening the door. A ragamuffin Bill(y) leaned on the doorway waiting to be let in.
"Billy! Sorry, Bill," Summer laughed, "C'mon in, I bought some razors and shaving cream for you. You can use the shower, and do whatever you want. I'm going out tonight. I'll be back at around ten; it's OK, if you're still here!" Summer grabbed her handbag and prepared to leave. Bill said nothing but went straight to the bathroom.
...................................................
"Bill? Billy? Anyone? I'm back!" Summer called, kicking off her high heels and taking out her ear ring.
She had had quite a night. Dinner and dancing with a charming bar tender she had met the night before. He had given her free drinks. Boy had she changed from the girl she had once been... As she reminisced, a handsome, gorgeous, suave, debonair, very well groomed man sauntered out from inside the bedroom.
"Wow, Bill, you look, great," Summer said, slowly. She set down her handbag, unable to take her eyes off the new(ish) Bill.
Bill laughed quietly before slowly moving towards Summer, "Thank you so much for all your hospitality but I really should get going now..." Bill trailed off...
"No! I mean, oh, please don't go," Summer crooned, "Are you sure you're not straight?" Summer questioned. "Damn, all the hot guys are gay!" she thought.
"I don't know anymore, why don't you help me discover..." Bill grabbed a hold of Summer and kissed her. Summer pulled away and laughed but then latched on again. They couldn't part lips, they just couldn't...
END flashback thingy
Summer leaned her head back onto the sofa and stared at the ceiling, smiling...
.......................................................
"Hey Katie?"
"What?"
"You doing anything prom night?"
"Are you asking me out?"
"Maybe, depends on your answer."
"No, I'm not, why, are you?"
"Going with you, if you'll let me take you."
"Duh, c'mere Mr. Loverboy, since when did you act like this?"
"I dunno..."
.......................................................
"Awww, look at him, he's adorable," Gordon smiled. He was sitting Indian style on the floor of Marta's room, watching little baby Brandon sleep. Marta sat on the bed talking to Katie.
"He asked you to the prom!?" Marta squealed, "Aw, that's so cute!" Marta smiled looking up.
Gordon smiled and went back to Brandon Staring.
"Kay...kay...love ya....bye!" Marta hung up and sighed.
"We should go to the prom together," Gordon said out of the blue, "since we have a baby of course," Gordon added hastily.
"My little Gordy-Wordy gonna ask me to the prom?" Marta teased.
"Uh..." mumbled an uncertain Gordon.
"'Curse I'll go with you!" Marta kissed Gordon. They parted lips on account of a crying baby, "We'll finish that later," coaxed Marta. Gordon laughed and went to help Marta as she began to change the diaper.
xX... soooo, that's that. Uh. Check back for the next chapter: two different proms! LATA! ...xX
Katie Cordova began walking up the lawn and towards the cafeteria, as she walked she became tenser, and as a result she ended up sprinting the last couple of yards. She ran into the cafeteria and to the mail counter, impatiently, she tapped her foot on the ground as she stood in the line four or five kids strong.
Someone was listening to music, sitting at a table; someone was chowing down on a Popsicle, she began picking up annoying and small details. A little girls' hair was twirled in instead of out, something she hated, a senior had a mullet, disguised as a stylish do, among other things.
"Name please? .... Name please? ... WHAT IS YOUR NAME PLEASE?!" An impatient junior, working the mail stall yelled at Katie, throwing her out of her trance.
"Oh, sorry, Katie Cordova," Katie mumbled, still staring around the room.
"Here you go, Ms. Cordova," The junior snapped at Katie. She hastily grabbed the piece of thick orange stock paper, folded over and began walking out of the cafeteria, hastily opening it. The handwriting that had scribbled the address was unmistakable. Actually, the envelope was addressed to Katie Cordova, Zackary Mooneyham and Summer Hathaway. But the dumb junior had given the letter to Katie. She stood still in the middle of the lawn as she read the letter. It wasn't personalized, just a general letter. Really an announcement more of a letter. The announcement was printed on orange paper and the writing was inside a big explosion outside, or border.
SCHOOL OF ROCK!
SCHOOL OF ROCK!
SCHOOL OF ROCK!
Attention former members of the kick ass band: SCHOOL OF ROCK
You are invited to a rockin reunion!
To be held at the apartment of Dewey Louis Finn.
Come on July 7 and leave July 10.
DEWEY'S ADDRESS:
712 23rd Street.
New York, NY
Be there or be a loser!
Katie held her breath and stormed into the dorm running into Zack.
"Easy going tiger, watch it!" Zack laughed.
"What? Sorry? OH ZACK!" Katie mumbled in excitement. She pushed the letter into Zack's arms were he read it and hurried off the give it to Summer who read it and hurried off to give it to no one.
"This is the perfect send off to college!" Summer squealed.
"I know!" Katie jumped up and down with Summer as Zack rolled his eyes and collapsed onto Katie's bed.
,Summer,
flashback type thingy
Knock knock knock...
The sharp rapping of metal against a cheap hotel door rang out through Summer Hathaway's hotel suit at the Rega Royal Hotel in New York City. Summer smoothed her black, wavy skirt and tossed her hair before opening the door. A ragamuffin Bill(y) leaned on the doorway waiting to be let in.
"Billy! Sorry, Bill," Summer laughed, "C'mon in, I bought some razors and shaving cream for you. You can use the shower, and do whatever you want. I'm going out tonight. I'll be back at around ten; it's OK, if you're still here!" Summer grabbed her handbag and prepared to leave. Bill said nothing but went straight to the bathroom.
...................................................
"Bill? Billy? Anyone? I'm back!" Summer called, kicking off her high heels and taking out her ear ring.
She had had quite a night. Dinner and dancing with a charming bar tender she had met the night before. He had given her free drinks. Boy had she changed from the girl she had once been... As she reminisced, a handsome, gorgeous, suave, debonair, very well groomed man sauntered out from inside the bedroom.
"Wow, Bill, you look, great," Summer said, slowly. She set down her handbag, unable to take her eyes off the new(ish) Bill.
Bill laughed quietly before slowly moving towards Summer, "Thank you so much for all your hospitality but I really should get going now..." Bill trailed off...
"No! I mean, oh, please don't go," Summer crooned, "Are you sure you're not straight?" Summer questioned. "Damn, all the hot guys are gay!" she thought.
"I don't know anymore, why don't you help me discover..." Bill grabbed a hold of Summer and kissed her. Summer pulled away and laughed but then latched on again. They couldn't part lips, they just couldn't...
END flashback thingy
Summer leaned her head back onto the sofa and stared at the ceiling, smiling...
.......................................................
"Hey Katie?"
"What?"
"You doing anything prom night?"
"Are you asking me out?"
"Maybe, depends on your answer."
"No, I'm not, why, are you?"
"Going with you, if you'll let me take you."
"Duh, c'mere Mr. Loverboy, since when did you act like this?"
"I dunno..."
.......................................................
"Awww, look at him, he's adorable," Gordon smiled. He was sitting Indian style on the floor of Marta's room, watching little baby Brandon sleep. Marta sat on the bed talking to Katie.
"He asked you to the prom!?" Marta squealed, "Aw, that's so cute!" Marta smiled looking up.
Gordon smiled and went back to Brandon Staring.
"Kay...kay...love ya....bye!" Marta hung up and sighed.
"We should go to the prom together," Gordon said out of the blue, "since we have a baby of course," Gordon added hastily.
"My little Gordy-Wordy gonna ask me to the prom?" Marta teased.
"Uh..." mumbled an uncertain Gordon.
"'Curse I'll go with you!" Marta kissed Gordon. They parted lips on account of a crying baby, "We'll finish that later," coaxed Marta. Gordon laughed and went to help Marta as she began to change the diaper.
xX... soooo, that's that. Uh. Check back for the next chapter: two different proms! LATA! ...xX