Chapter Four: Freddy, Bender of Rules
((Thanks to all my reviewers so much! Sorry this has taken so long- but summer is here and I'll have more time! And my computer, now alive after being brought back from the dead, helps a bit too- lol! I still am a bit writer's blocked up, but I need to get chapters up for you guys, so sorry if this sucks...))
"I may not be that perfect son... but ya'll be rockin' when I'm done!" Freddy, still hitting the drums and cymbals lightly, listened to Zack's final solo on their original song. The medium sized crowd roared from inside the small teenage club- The Hangout. He could see some various other faces he recognized from school, friends who would come to The Hangout on summer nights, but mainly was focusing on Katie. Even with the spinning colored lights and the projection behind him- all a part of Gordon's master light show- she looked beautiful. And boy, had she been surprised last night when he had kissed her like that! Well... she had slapped him twice- hard- this morning, and Katie definitely had proven herself as a strong slapper. The song ended, and with that their performance. After yelling out in excitement and exiting the "stage", Freddy took a long drink out of his water bottle.
Katie looked at him oddly. Freddy smirked.
"Just freshening up a bit before I kiss you again..." He sneered. Katie rolled her eyes.
"Shut up! If Dewey hears and thinks anything is up, he'll..."
"He'll what? Katie- do you seriously think Dewey is gonna kick us out of the band?" Freddy interrupted her. Katie sighed.
"Ugh... I guess not. But eww! Freddy- you're just so... Freddy! Now get away and go make out with someone else- like one of your million exes." She whispered harshly before leaving backstage and joining the rest of the band to just hangout at the Hangout.
Freddy smirked. Okay. So she knew he liked her. And he at least thought she liked him. That was a good thought though. If only Dewey's stupid rule wasn't in the way! But then again, he was Freddy Jones- rule breaker to the extreme. Well... he didn't exactly break the rules. He just bent around them a bit. But it was all the same...
Following Katie into the dark, flashing lighted club, he chuckled. The DJ, regaining his post after the concert, began to play some music.
"What's so funny, Jones?" Zack appeared out of nowhere.
"Nothing, Zack, nothing at all. Great show, huh?"
"Yeah. I wish we could just get a record by now!"
"I know! But still... we have gigs and fans, so I'm not exactly complaining."
"You're not complaining, Jones, you're whining. So what was with Katie back there? My super, large ears seemed to overhear the words 'Dewey finds out, make out, kick out...' so something is obviously up."
"Ugh. See! That's the problem with you, Zack!"
"Huh?"
"Not only are you super clever and turning rebel, like me, but you're smart, too! How can I possibly complete with that?"
"You
"It was a rhetorical question, Zack. Ahem. I, though not the smartest punk on the block, am super sexy gaining all the ladies and therefore can compete with you. Haha!"
"Shut up, you freak. People are not supposed to talk about themselves like that..."
"Well I don't exactly follow the rules, now do I, Zack?"
"You got that right... I'm off to help Gordon with something. See ya... And do not try anything with Katie, or else Dewey will have you two in..." Zack shook his head in disbelief.
"Hi Freddy..." A blonde girl with long, wavy hair smiled- waving her fingers and her eyes tinkling. Ugh...
"Hi, Sarah, I'd love to stay and chat, but I have somewhere else to be. Like... over there! Bye!" He quickly hurried away, pushing through the mass of people to the DJ's table. Sarah had had a crush on him since junior high. And he had been avoiding her ever since. But enough of that- he only had one thing on his mind. And that was Katie.
"Yo, Brett!" He greeted the DJ. Brett smiled, tipping his New York Yankees hat.
"Hey, little dude! You guys rocked! What can I do for you, Mr. Jones?"
"Well... would you mind putting on a slow song?"
"No problem. Who's the lucky lady tonight?"
"Erm... Katie."
"Ah... I see... Well, let the Music Master see what he can do!"
"Thanks, Brett. Oh yeah, the Yankees suck..."
"Do not. Whatever, man, see ya..."
Immediately, a slow song started playing as he hurried off to find Katie. He saw her stop dancing with another guy as soon as the slow dance started. A rush of jealousy filled him as she began to put her arms around his shoulders, joining the other pairs to dance.
"Ahem. Mind if I cut in?" Freddy tapped the guy on the shoulder suddenly. Both he and Katie looked up startled.
"Um... no..." He began to back away.
"Yes, Freddy, I do." Katie glared.
"No, i-it's okay, Katie. I-I'll see you later." The guy stammered, walking backwards, after receiving a somewhat menacing look from Freddy, behind Katie's shoulder. Freddy swung in front of her and took up the usual position of slow dancing.
"Freddy! Why did you chase him off?! Ugh! You idiot! I hate you!" Katie scolded him, looking desperately after the disappearing boy.
"Hey- you're still dancing with me aren't you?" Freddy smirked. Katie rolled her eyes.
"You stuck-up loser- I'm only dancing with you because I feel sorry for you! Nobody else but Sarah wants to dance with a conceited, stupid drummer."
"Whatever you say, Katherine. You're still dancing with me."
"You're a hopeless case, you know that? I'll bet you a million dollars you got Brett to play a slow dance just so you could annoy me."
"Oy- she's smarter than she looks!" Freddy gasped in mock surprise. Katie rolled her eyes and growled. Just then, all the lights toned down and it was practically pitch black inside the Hangout.
"Okay... let's take it a little lower, shall we?" Brett's voice echoed softly through the speakers.
"Now that I didn't plan." Freddy told her in whispers. "But this is a perfect opportunity to..."
She cut him off by placing her lips on top of his. In bliss, Freddy strengthened the kiss some... okay, a lot...
Little did they know that this had all been planned by Brett- and when the lights suddenly beamed back on, revealing more couples kissing, a few members of the band had a full view on the two. Zack and Summer were two of them.
Immediately Katie and Freddy pulled apart and stepped back as they gained shocked expressions from Zack and Summer- who were now rushing over, their mouths dropped open.
"You two?!" Summer exclaimed.
"I knew it! Oh my God... you two are idiots! Just pray that Dewey didn't see..." Zack followed.
Freddy and Katie tried to explain themselves, but Summer would not hear it.
"How long has this been going on?! You know the rules! Oh my God, I can not lie to Dewey- you know that!"
"Summer! Don't!"
"Please- it only happened once, and I can guarantee that it will never happen again!"
"Dudes... I warned you Freddy! I warned you- but did you listen?!"
"Shut up!" Freddy declared in a harsh whisper. "We're sorry. Now chill. Summer- you will not tell, got that? Zack- it was only once. We don't know what happened, okay? Now both of you chill. It. Was. Nothing."
Even Freddy was starting to believe his own lie. Katie's eyes were wide, but she nodded all the same.
"Okay... I won't tell Dewey- but that's only because Katie is my best friend. Now Freddy and Zack, I suggest you two head off before Mr. S. here suspects something. Now go! Oh- and Freddy and Katie; I cannot cover for you another time." Summer barked, giving Freddy and Zack a shove into the crowd.
"Freddy..." Zack glared. "If you get kicked out..."
"I know! I'll be screwed! I told you already- nothing is going on! It was one kiss! One!"
"Actually, it was two. As far as I know, it could be more. You didn't let me finish. If you get kicked out, I will never be able to live with myself. Because I have a feeling that it was me who started this whole thing that whole night with the truth or dare. Now promise me you won't do anything stupid."
"Ugh... I promise, man."
"Good. Now let's go find Leonard or someone and forget about this..."
If Zack knew anything about Freddy, he should have known to check for crossed fingers before making him promise. Freddy, bender of all rules, was not going to let anyone bring him down. This thing had started, and he either had to snowball with it or finish it. And Freddy never had been one to quit early.
Freddy woke up in the middle of the night. A loud bang had erupted- bringing him out of his slumber. Rubbing his head and standing up, he looked out of the window. Katie's porch lights were on. That's weird. His alarm clock read 2 in the morning.
Out of her front door, a man lazily dressed stormed out, wheeling a suit case and carrying another with him. Katie's dad opened his car, through in his luggage, and slammed shut the driver's seat door.
As he pulled hurriedly out of the drive way, he spotted Freddy looking out of his window. An icy glare, filled with anger and hate, was shot at him.
Now, Mr. Brown was a friendly guy. He was the type any person could go up to and talk to. Katie's dad was always nice to Freddy- and as far as Freddy knew, had never been angry like this before.
As Mr. Brown drove away, and a teary eyed Katie dashed out of her door, racing to catch up with the car, Freddy decided on one thing. Something was not good.
((Thanks to all my reviewers so much! Sorry this has taken so long- but summer is here and I'll have more time! And my computer, now alive after being brought back from the dead, helps a bit too- lol! I still am a bit writer's blocked up, but I need to get chapters up for you guys, so sorry if this sucks...))
"I may not be that perfect son... but ya'll be rockin' when I'm done!" Freddy, still hitting the drums and cymbals lightly, listened to Zack's final solo on their original song. The medium sized crowd roared from inside the small teenage club- The Hangout. He could see some various other faces he recognized from school, friends who would come to The Hangout on summer nights, but mainly was focusing on Katie. Even with the spinning colored lights and the projection behind him- all a part of Gordon's master light show- she looked beautiful. And boy, had she been surprised last night when he had kissed her like that! Well... she had slapped him twice- hard- this morning, and Katie definitely had proven herself as a strong slapper. The song ended, and with that their performance. After yelling out in excitement and exiting the "stage", Freddy took a long drink out of his water bottle.
Katie looked at him oddly. Freddy smirked.
"Just freshening up a bit before I kiss you again..." He sneered. Katie rolled her eyes.
"Shut up! If Dewey hears and thinks anything is up, he'll..."
"He'll what? Katie- do you seriously think Dewey is gonna kick us out of the band?" Freddy interrupted her. Katie sighed.
"Ugh... I guess not. But eww! Freddy- you're just so... Freddy! Now get away and go make out with someone else- like one of your million exes." She whispered harshly before leaving backstage and joining the rest of the band to just hangout at the Hangout.
Freddy smirked. Okay. So she knew he liked her. And he at least thought she liked him. That was a good thought though. If only Dewey's stupid rule wasn't in the way! But then again, he was Freddy Jones- rule breaker to the extreme. Well... he didn't exactly break the rules. He just bent around them a bit. But it was all the same...
Following Katie into the dark, flashing lighted club, he chuckled. The DJ, regaining his post after the concert, began to play some music.
"What's so funny, Jones?" Zack appeared out of nowhere.
"Nothing, Zack, nothing at all. Great show, huh?"
"Yeah. I wish we could just get a record by now!"
"I know! But still... we have gigs and fans, so I'm not exactly complaining."
"You're not complaining, Jones, you're whining. So what was with Katie back there? My super, large ears seemed to overhear the words 'Dewey finds out, make out, kick out...' so something is obviously up."
"Ugh. See! That's the problem with you, Zack!"
"Huh?"
"Not only are you super clever and turning rebel, like me, but you're smart, too! How can I possibly complete with that?"
"You
"It was a rhetorical question, Zack. Ahem. I, though not the smartest punk on the block, am super sexy gaining all the ladies and therefore can compete with you. Haha!"
"Shut up, you freak. People are not supposed to talk about themselves like that..."
"Well I don't exactly follow the rules, now do I, Zack?"
"You got that right... I'm off to help Gordon with something. See ya... And do not try anything with Katie, or else Dewey will have you two in..." Zack shook his head in disbelief.
"Hi Freddy..." A blonde girl with long, wavy hair smiled- waving her fingers and her eyes tinkling. Ugh...
"Hi, Sarah, I'd love to stay and chat, but I have somewhere else to be. Like... over there! Bye!" He quickly hurried away, pushing through the mass of people to the DJ's table. Sarah had had a crush on him since junior high. And he had been avoiding her ever since. But enough of that- he only had one thing on his mind. And that was Katie.
"Yo, Brett!" He greeted the DJ. Brett smiled, tipping his New York Yankees hat.
"Hey, little dude! You guys rocked! What can I do for you, Mr. Jones?"
"Well... would you mind putting on a slow song?"
"No problem. Who's the lucky lady tonight?"
"Erm... Katie."
"Ah... I see... Well, let the Music Master see what he can do!"
"Thanks, Brett. Oh yeah, the Yankees suck..."
"Do not. Whatever, man, see ya..."
Immediately, a slow song started playing as he hurried off to find Katie. He saw her stop dancing with another guy as soon as the slow dance started. A rush of jealousy filled him as she began to put her arms around his shoulders, joining the other pairs to dance.
"Ahem. Mind if I cut in?" Freddy tapped the guy on the shoulder suddenly. Both he and Katie looked up startled.
"Um... no..." He began to back away.
"Yes, Freddy, I do." Katie glared.
"No, i-it's okay, Katie. I-I'll see you later." The guy stammered, walking backwards, after receiving a somewhat menacing look from Freddy, behind Katie's shoulder. Freddy swung in front of her and took up the usual position of slow dancing.
"Freddy! Why did you chase him off?! Ugh! You idiot! I hate you!" Katie scolded him, looking desperately after the disappearing boy.
"Hey- you're still dancing with me aren't you?" Freddy smirked. Katie rolled her eyes.
"You stuck-up loser- I'm only dancing with you because I feel sorry for you! Nobody else but Sarah wants to dance with a conceited, stupid drummer."
"Whatever you say, Katherine. You're still dancing with me."
"You're a hopeless case, you know that? I'll bet you a million dollars you got Brett to play a slow dance just so you could annoy me."
"Oy- she's smarter than she looks!" Freddy gasped in mock surprise. Katie rolled her eyes and growled. Just then, all the lights toned down and it was practically pitch black inside the Hangout.
"Okay... let's take it a little lower, shall we?" Brett's voice echoed softly through the speakers.
"Now that I didn't plan." Freddy told her in whispers. "But this is a perfect opportunity to..."
She cut him off by placing her lips on top of his. In bliss, Freddy strengthened the kiss some... okay, a lot...
Little did they know that this had all been planned by Brett- and when the lights suddenly beamed back on, revealing more couples kissing, a few members of the band had a full view on the two. Zack and Summer were two of them.
Immediately Katie and Freddy pulled apart and stepped back as they gained shocked expressions from Zack and Summer- who were now rushing over, their mouths dropped open.
"You two?!" Summer exclaimed.
"I knew it! Oh my God... you two are idiots! Just pray that Dewey didn't see..." Zack followed.
Freddy and Katie tried to explain themselves, but Summer would not hear it.
"How long has this been going on?! You know the rules! Oh my God, I can not lie to Dewey- you know that!"
"Summer! Don't!"
"Please- it only happened once, and I can guarantee that it will never happen again!"
"Dudes... I warned you Freddy! I warned you- but did you listen?!"
"Shut up!" Freddy declared in a harsh whisper. "We're sorry. Now chill. Summer- you will not tell, got that? Zack- it was only once. We don't know what happened, okay? Now both of you chill. It. Was. Nothing."
Even Freddy was starting to believe his own lie. Katie's eyes were wide, but she nodded all the same.
"Okay... I won't tell Dewey- but that's only because Katie is my best friend. Now Freddy and Zack, I suggest you two head off before Mr. S. here suspects something. Now go! Oh- and Freddy and Katie; I cannot cover for you another time." Summer barked, giving Freddy and Zack a shove into the crowd.
"Freddy..." Zack glared. "If you get kicked out..."
"I know! I'll be screwed! I told you already- nothing is going on! It was one kiss! One!"
"Actually, it was two. As far as I know, it could be more. You didn't let me finish. If you get kicked out, I will never be able to live with myself. Because I have a feeling that it was me who started this whole thing that whole night with the truth or dare. Now promise me you won't do anything stupid."
"Ugh... I promise, man."
"Good. Now let's go find Leonard or someone and forget about this..."
If Zack knew anything about Freddy, he should have known to check for crossed fingers before making him promise. Freddy, bender of all rules, was not going to let anyone bring him down. This thing had started, and he either had to snowball with it or finish it. And Freddy never had been one to quit early.
Freddy woke up in the middle of the night. A loud bang had erupted- bringing him out of his slumber. Rubbing his head and standing up, he looked out of the window. Katie's porch lights were on. That's weird. His alarm clock read 2 in the morning.
Out of her front door, a man lazily dressed stormed out, wheeling a suit case and carrying another with him. Katie's dad opened his car, through in his luggage, and slammed shut the driver's seat door.
As he pulled hurriedly out of the drive way, he spotted Freddy looking out of his window. An icy glare, filled with anger and hate, was shot at him.
Now, Mr. Brown was a friendly guy. He was the type any person could go up to and talk to. Katie's dad was always nice to Freddy- and as far as Freddy knew, had never been angry like this before.
As Mr. Brown drove away, and a teary eyed Katie dashed out of her door, racing to catch up with the car, Freddy decided on one thing. Something was not good.