School of Rock: Reality TV
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Chapter 2
As all the former School of Rock members headed towards the meeting, a familiar figure was clapping his hands, as all of them were on security camera.
"Good, good. Excellent, very excellent. All of them don't realize that soon they will all meet again," said a voice. Dewey Finn then turned in his big, black, leather chair and grinned in a funny, but evil way.
As the members drew closer, Zack and Freddy happened to run into each other.
"YOU?!" they both exclaimed in a disgusted way. That's how the band broke up. Every time a problem reared its ugly head up, Zack and Freddy would blame it on each other. The others got sick of it, and just quit.
Zack, decked out in a plain baby-blue shirt that made his brown eyes browner and his long legs covered by a pair of black jeans, and a pair of non-work work-type boots blanketed his feet.
Freddy, dressed in a black collar shirt and black cargo shorts and his usual black Converse sneaks, was glaring at Zack, and Zack was glaring back.
"So you set this meeting up, didn't you? To come by and laugh at my confusion???" Freddy growled, shooting a dirty look at Zack. Zack snorted.
"No, you're probably the one who set it up to make fun of my stupidity!" Zack shouted. Then a fight broke out just as Summer pulled up.
"GUYS! CUT IT OUT!!" Summer screamed. Instantly, Zack and Freddy stopped.
"Whoa," murmured Freddy, not realizing this was Summer. "Freddy Jones, and you are?" Summer rolled her eyes and sighed.
"Summer Hathaway. Duh," Summer said. Freddy and Zack's jaws dropped a mile.
"This is Summer?!" thought Zack. "Summer, dressed up in a slinky red dress, blond hair, tan body?" Freddy was thinking the exact same thing.
"S-summer? Is that really you??" Zack asked. Summer nodded.
"You look –" Zack was cut off when Freddy blurted out, "Sexy!" Summer's sun-kissed cheeks slightly colored.
"Thanks," Summer said. "So you both were invited to the reality show meeting?" Freddy and Zack glanced at each other, and tried not to laugh.
"Well you see –"
"Zack here thought I –"
"Freddy must have his –"
"Set him up and –"
"Stop!" Summer demanded. Sighing, she shook her head slowly. "I see you guys thought you both set each other up." Sheepishly, both handsome men nodded.
"Some things never change," Summer muttered, and walked past them into the small building. Freddy and Zack followed her, both colored slightly.
Out in the waiting room, Zack, Freddy, and Summer happened to be the last ones to arrive. Tomika was already there, body guard next to her. She was wearing a pink track suit, with a green and pink striped shirt under it. She was chatting with Marta, who was wearing a simple blue shirt and black pants. Katie was alone, writing something down in what looked like a notebook, wearing a purple blouse, and black skirt.
Leonard and Gordon were in a heated argument, but they looked happy. Leonard was wearing a pair of khakis and a blue t-shirt, and Gordon was wearing a black shirt and white pants.
Lawrence was shooting glances at Tomika, but was talking to Michelle, Eleni, and Alicia. Lawrence was in a pair of black suit pants, and a white collared shirt. Michelle, decked out in a pink tank top and a white mini-skort, Eleni, wearing a spaghetti strap white shirt and black shorts, and Alicia in a black dress.
Frankie was talking with Billy, who was wearing a shirt, obviously designed by him, that was bright green, and it was tucked in a pair of tight black spandex pants. Frankie was wearing a guy's tank and a pair of cargo khakis. Marco was in the corner, eating a bag of marshmallows forlornly.
"Wow, they've all changed," Zack thought. "Frankie the most." Freddy didn't do or say anything; he was checking out Tomika.
"Welcome to the meeting of the Real Life!" boomed a familiar voice. Instantly, all 15 heads popped up, and stared in the direction of the voice.
"Hey, guys! How ya doin'?" Dewey came out of the shadowy doorway, brown hair graying, wearing nothing but his rocking clothes.
"Dewey! YOU set this up?" All of them chorused, and Dewey laughed.
"Yeah, I did. Bad Dewey, bad, bad Dewey." Everyone laughed.
"You all look great. Come on in."
OOOOO
"So that's it? We're moving into that house?" Summer asked at the end of the meeting. It was a big house, brick, black shutters, and red door. Dewey nodded.
"Bought it myself," Dewey said proudly. "Furnished it, too." Freddy whistled.
"Pure babe layer," he said. Everyone laughed. Tomika, who was totally bored and not all impressed by the house, spoke up.
"It sucks." Everyone gasped as Dewey's face fell. Lawrence shot her a dirty look.
"Look at it," Tomika said, standing up. She grabbed a pointer and pressed against the screen. "It has no decoration, no physical sign that anyone lives there, and the colors for the house are totally drab." Summer sighed, annoyed by Tomika complaints.
"Tomika, obviously these are pictures taken BEFORE Dewey purchased and furnished the house. Use your eyes and look really close at the bottom. See the date?" Summer grumbled. Tomika just clicked her tongue and sat down.
Dewey flashed Summer a grateful look, and Summer nodded. "Well, you all should start moving in. The cameras should already be at the house. Thanks for comin', you guys. I really appreciate it." Dewey stood, and walked out of the room.
OOOOO
"Tomika, I'd like to have a word with you," Summer said to Tomika as soon as they left the building. Tomika rolled her eyes and made sure Summer saw her chauffeur pull up with the shiny black limo.
"Whattada want, Miss Bitch?" Tomika groaned. Summer glared at her. "Fine, fine, I'm all ears, hanging from them an expensive 1960's style –" Tomika's voice trailed off when she saw the angered look on Summer's face.
"What you did to Dewey was totally inappropriate. He was really crushed by that comment, Tomika."
"Mika."
"Whatever. But you pointing out that the house sucked really hurt his feelings."
"So?"
"SO?!" Summer exploded, her face absolutely red. "SO?! You totally stomped on our own band leader, the one who put us together, brought us closer, who gave YOU the opportunity to become a leading pop singer, who gave YOU lead back-up singer spot, who stopped everything just to give YOU WHAT YOU WANTED, and you criticize him in return?
"What happened to the old Tomika, the Tomika who wouldn't hurt somebody's feelings? Who stopped and asked you what was wrong when you were down, who stuck up for Lawrence, went out with Lawrence, and helped Alicia and Marta with their singing?" Summer finished, out of breath. But when Summer looked over at Tomika, she was gone.
OOOOO
Everyone had gotten at the house late at night, and were all in their separate bedrooms, unpacking their things that they had packed earlier that day.
There was 15 sheets of paper, one for each person, with their names on it. Then there was a chart, with 15 names, in the middle, rooms assigned by colors to each person.
The chart read:
Frederick Jones – Red Room
Kathryn Brown – White Room
Zackary Mooneyham – Blue Room
Michelle Green – Green Room
Marta Hale – Purple Room
Eleni Jones – Pink Room
Marco Hosey – Orange Room
Gordon Infante – Gray Room
Summer Hathaway – Yellow Room
Franklin Massagli – Brown Room
Lawrence Tsai – Black Room
Tomika Hassan – Beige Room
William Falduto – Silver Room
Alicia Allen – Gold Room
Leonard Hawkins – Bronze Room
OOOOO
As Freddy walked into the Red Room, he was surprised to see that it wasn't red.
Obviously, the walls were red, but the flooring was a creamy off-white. It was a big room, with a king-size bed with a red comforter and black pillows, a big, bulky cherry oak dresser, a small walk-in closet by the dresser, and a desk with a HP computer.
"Cool," Freddy, said, and began to unpack his all-black-with-some-other-colors wardrobe. While doing so, he noticed a brand-new drum set, clearly hidden under a translucent cloth, in the room.
"AWESOME!" Freddy cried.
OOOOO
Katie walked into the White Room. It was plain white walls and beige carpeting. Basically like her room. But there was a king-size bed under a large window with a beige comforter and beige pillows, a big widow dresser by a small walk-in closet. Then there was a desk with a HP computer.
Katie began to unpack, and didn't see anything else that stroke her interest.
OOOOO
Zack walked in the Blue Room. The room was a soft blue, nothing electric blue or dark blue, but a soft, pale blue, and cream colored carpeting. The king-size bed was covered by a navy comforter with matching pillows, and a single guitar laid on the edge of the bed. Zack ran his fingers over the cool strings, and held his composure as he stared at it. It was so beautiful.
To resist himself from playing, Zack began to unpack.
OOOOO
Entering the Green Room, Michelle kind of laughed because of the fact she was placed in the Green Room and her last name was Green. Then she saw the room and gasped.
It was a beautiful soft minty green, complemented by a pure white-as-snow carpeting. Her king-size bed was covered by a shade darker mint green with white pillowcases. On her bed was a small bag.
Walking over to get it, Michelle studied the room. It was exactly like everyone's, styled and arranged the same way, only different colors and types of wooden dressers. As Michelle picked up the bag. It had a small box, and when she opened it, there was a couple pairs of little real-gold earrings, one that said M on them, and the others had a guitar.
Michelle's eyes welled up with tears, and a couple rolled down her cheeks. Drying them quickly, Michelle began to unpack.
OOOOO
Marta ran into the Purple Room, expecting bright screaming purple. Instead of that, she found a soft, pale lilac instead, with white carpeting. Her bed had a dark, dark purple comforter, and dark, dark purple pillowcases. And a microphone.
Unfazed and non-gaspatent (A/N: Gaspatent – non gasping.), Marta just began to unpack.
OOOOO
Eleni bounded into the Pink Room, and practically drowned in pale-pinkness. The walls were pale pink, but the flooring, however was not. It was white. But the bedding was pink, and the curtains were pink. Eleni stared around.
"Ew. Why was I given the Pink Room?" Eleni asked no one in particular. Shrugging, she began to unpack.
OOOOO
Marco wheeled into the Orange Room, which was A VERY BRIGHT ORANGE. The carpeting was yellow, and the bedding was all orange. Marco shielded his eyes from the orange-ness, and wheeled to the bed. Someone had brought up his luggage for him.
Opening his suitcases, Marco began to unpack.
OOOOO
Gordon walked into the Gray Room, a simple gray walling, and gray/white flooring. A laptop was on his bed, a gray square.
Ignoring it, he began to unpack.
OOOOO
Summer walked into the Yellow Room, expecting to be blinded by yellow. But instead, she found a pale yellow walling and white carpeting. And a yellow bed.
She began to unpack slowly, organizing things.
OOOOO
Frankie walked into the Brown Room, a room with brown paint, and white carpeting.
"Ew." Frankie winced. Opening his suitcases, he began to unpack. Then he noticed the comforter, pure chocolaty brown with khaki pillowcases.
"Cool!"
OOOOO
Lawrence entered the Black Room hesitantly, holding his 2 suitcases. It wasn't so bad; just some black paint and a black comforter. The carpeting and the pillowcases were white.
Setting the suitcases on the bed, he noticed a keyboard tucked behind a door.
"My old keyboard?" Lawrence said aloud. He walked over, and opened the door.
"It is!" cried Lawrence. He grinned, and decided to play after he unpacked.
So he started to unpack.
OOOOO
Tomika walked into the Beige Room. Beige walls, beige carpeting, beige bedding...She was in a beige sea!
Dragging her 15 suitcases to her bed, she opened the smallest one: Her toiletries.
She had a loooooooong way to go!
OOOOO
Billy walked into the Silver Room, and was surrounded by a beautiful silver walling. The carpet was white; but the bedding was all silver.
"It's so beautiful!" exclaimed Billy. He dragged in his clothes designing machine, and set it up beside the computer.
Then he began to unpack more suitcases then Tomika.
OOOOO
Alicia entered the Gold Room. It was so beautiful! (A/N: The colors of Daphne's bedroom in What a Girl Wants. But that's it.) The bed was not shiny gold, but like a solid color gold. The wall was, too. The floor was white.
She set her several suitcases on the bed, and began to unpack.
OOOOO
Leonard entered the Bronze Room. All bronze. Except the carpet, which was white.
He set his suitcases on the bed, and unpacked.
OOOOO
As all the cast-mates drifted downstairs, still styling their outfits from earlier, an unfamiliar woman with straight red hair and hardly any freckles. She was dressed in an icy blue dress, sleeveless.
"Hello, everyone! And welcome to the Real Life. I'm your host, Charity Weathers!" Charity grinned, a perfect, pearly white grin.
"Hi –"Freddy started to say, but Summer pinched his neck. Freddy then realized that they were on TV.
"What you audience members at home don't know is that this show is basically like Survivor, or Big Brother, or the Real World! Each of these guests, Freddy, Zack, Katie, Summer, Billy, Leonard, Alicia, Eleni, Marco, Gordon, Tomika, Lawrence, Michelle, Marta, and Frankie, are going to be given tasks or assignments, and if they fail them, well, when the cast members go to vote who goes off, that'll help those people who failed, kicked off the show! And don't worry, I won't be here very long. I'll just announce who's winning, and who's kicked off! Well, time to start the brand spankin'-new reality TV show, THE! REAL! LIFE! Have a great show!"
The cameramen threw his hand across his throat, meaning that there was commercial.
"Hi, I'm Charity. Here," Charity said, handing all 15 of them microphones, "Wear these to let the cameras catch your voices." All the members, reluctantly, put them on. "Good. Now the cameras will follow you anywhere."
"Anywhere? But that's –"Zack started to protest.
"No buts. You signed the contract. Bye." Charity walked out of the house.
"Okay..." Summer said slowly. She ran her fingers through her blond hair, and sighed.
"I guess we have to act normal."
"SHOW COMES BACK IN 5, 4, 3, 2, 1!" shouted a male voice.
Alicia, ignoring the voice, plopped down on a couch and turned on the TV. Summer ignored the voice too and pulled out a book. Freddy and Zack, glaring at each other before, started to argue. Marco wheeled into the kitchen, Lawrence and Tomika sat down to talk, Tomika looking bored silly, and Eleni, Marta, Michelle, and Katie began talking about clothes. Gordon and Leonard started a discussion about computers.
Billy cleared his throat. "This TV thing is weird. We hardly have any privacy." Summer, overhearing, nodded.
Freddy and Zack began to shout and scream. Everyone else dropped what they were doing and ran towards them.
"FREDDY! ZACK! STOP!" shrieked Summer in a loud voice. The camera men rushed over to them.
Freddy was punching Zack, and they were both screaming obscenities.
"DAMN IT, ZACK, YOU BROKE THE BAND UP!" Freddy screamed. Zack shouted something non-understandable, while everyone shouted and screamed for them to stop.
"Shit, Freddy, Zack, STOP!" screamed Katie.
A/N: So how'd you like them apples?! Please review!
