Recap: The man looked confused, and ran a hand through his spiked blonde hair. "Do I know you? I was in the band." He stuck out a hand. "Freddy Jones, drummer."

"Freddy Jones," Summer repeated slowly, truly amazed. She had made it somewhat of a life goal never to speak to these people again and here stood Freddy Jones in front of her, looking as good as ever.

He grinned, "A big fan, I see? Would you like an autograph?"

Summer rolled her eyes. He was still the same old egotistical Freddy Jones. "No thanks, Spazzy," she said, grinning. She didn't want to grin, she wanted to slap him, but she just couldn't bring herself to do it. "Summer Hathaway pleased to meet you."

Freddy's eyes popped open. "Summer," he said, looking over his old friend. She certainly had change. Her once waist length hair was wavy and just hit her shoulders. She was tanned, with emerald green eyes that twinkled every time she smiled.

"In the flesh," she mocked, wrapping Freddy into a hug.

God, what am I doing? Summer thought, pulling away. Summer had always been good at holding a grudge, at screaming and pitching a fit when she wanted or needed to, but now she just wanted a friend back. She had never really had a friend since the 'incident' with the band. There were the occasional acquaintances, but there was never really anyone who cared. Now, she felt home again.

Freddy smiled at his old friend. He had missed her, and like the rest of the band wondered what had happened. One minute she was their best friend, the next she was speeding out of her driveway without a good-bye. Truth be told, Freddy had always had somewhat of a crush on Summer.

Flashback

Freddy jiggled his leg anxiously, waiting for Summer to arrive at the diner where the band always met. It had been three hours since the band's manager was expected and only Freddy, Dewey, Katie, and Marta remained.

"Hate to ruin this wonderful party," the bus boy said sarcastically as he scrubbed a table, "but its 10 minutes till closing time, and I don't intend to stay one minute passed that wonderful hour."

Katie rolled her eyes at the lazy employee. "I guess we'd better go you guys," she said disappointedly, turning to her friends. Dewey nodded, following the bassist out the door.

Marta waited for Freddy who slowly got up and walked to the door. She smiled sympathetically, "I'm sure she had to stay home and do family stuff, Spaz. Don't worry, she probably called one of us."

Freddy nodded, knowing it wasn't true. Something had happened, something that made her mad at them. Sure enough, a week later, Summer sped out of her driveway, and none of the band members had spoken to, much less seen her since then.

End Flashback

Freddy smiled at the memory, which seemed to be a long, long way away as Summer pleasantly talked his head off, catching him up on her life. Maybe she was back.

okay so if you read on one more time you'll get to the new chapter, which actually hasnt been posted before!