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Dedication: - This chapter is for my friend Dibble, because she finally dumped her awful boyfriend Nathan! And because I promised her!

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Disclaimer: - I don't own the song 'I will Survive' nor the film 'School of Rock'. I wish.

Chapter 9: - Boys? Not Worth the Trouble

She found another first day photo. 10th grade. She'd also stuck in possibly the worst poem ever written. It was by Wallace, this senior who'd taken to following her around that year because she was in a band. He hadn't been the first of the band members' obsessive fans. Not by a long shot. Summer had even beaten up one girl after a concert in which she'd screamed that she loved Zack and was going to marry him. For that she'd had detention for a month, and in Katie's mind, had never really recovered from it. She reread the poem and grimaced.

FLASHBACK

Wallace approached Katie nervously at her locker.

'Um, hey Katie. I-I wrote this for you for an early Valentine's Day gift. Would you like to hear? It took me three weeks to perfect it, so...' He was clutching a piece of paper.

'Sure, I'd love to.' She said with a fake smile, mentally banging her head on her locker.

He cleared his throat and smoothed the paper.

'For Katie,' he read. 'That's you.'

'Yes, thank you Wallace, I got that.'

He cleared his throat again.

'Not only little girls can dream

Of white dresses and a cake with cream,

I hope one day that it could be

That ceremony for you and- mmph,' Katie had covered his hand with her mouth.

'You know what, Wallace, it's kind of hard to hear you in the hallway, why don't I just read it myself?'

'Don't you think it loses the romance?' He asked.

'A little, but I really can't hear you.' She lied.

She scanned the paper quickly, dimly catching phrases like, 'you smile at me with teary eyes, and angels sing from cloudless skies' and 'these rings, they bind us heart to heart; I know we'll never be apart'.

He looked at her eagerly.

'What do you think?'

'Well, I... It's... The thing is...' she stalled for time and was about to make a break for it when the bell rang.

'Got to go, see you later!' she caught sight of Marta further down the hall and ran to her.

'Look at this.' She said, showing her the paper. She read it quickly before bursting out laughing.

'Oh man! Walter, right? Is he serious?'

'Very.' Katie made a face. 'It's for Valentine's Day.' Marta stopped laughing.

'It's kind of creepy.'

'Isn't it?'

'Are you getting him anything?'

'I don't know. A restraining order? Seriously, I'm never dating a poet. That's the freakiest Valentine's gift I've ever received.'

'Freakier than the picture album that guy sent you last year, with you digitally inserted into the photos so it looked like the two of you were on holiday together, even though you didn't know his name?'

'Your memory is too good.' Katie shuddered. 'Joint for first, I think.'

They went into class and sat down.

'You do seem to attract all the weird ones. Like you come up on every loser radar. Especially Spazzy's.'

'Shut up Blondie.' Katie was used to Marta teasing her all the time. 'I just want to have a normal kind of boyfriend, you know?'

She felt a tap on her shoulder and turned around. It was Joel, a notoriously stupid guy off the football team.

'Hey, Katie.' He grinned.

'Hi Joel.' She replied.

'I heard what you said. I mean, you don't get more normal than me, right?'

Katie caught sight of his arm. All along the back of his forearm were notes like 'Pick up sister after school', 'Take sister to dancing' and 'Sister's name is Meg.'

'So you wanna go out sometime?' He leant forward and she leant back.

'Yeah sure, give me a call.' She said sarcastically.

'Cool.' He sat back. She carried on talking to Marta.

'Do you think I can get this radar disabled?'

He tapped her shoulder again.

'Yes, Joel.' She sighed.

'You didn't give me your number.'

'Oh, sorry. It's 0800-how's-my-walking.' She said as he wrote it down on his already inky hand.

'Wait, let me write that again, I don't want to lose it.' He winked at her and copied it onto a piece of paper.

'From your hand?' Katie asked slowly as he put the paper in his pocket.

'What's on my hand?' He looked at it.

'Great, you confused him now!' Marta giggled.

'It's not exactly unavoidable.' Katie said to her. 'I mean you could count this guy's brain cells on the foot of a three-toed sloth.'

'Hey, what's that writing?' She heard him exclaim. 'Cool, must be some hot chick's number!'

She ignored him as he put his headphones in and started head banging at his desk to 'I Will Survive.'

'Tell it to him straight, girlfriend!' he shouted out loud.

Katie put her head in her hands as Marta jumped onto her desk and started singing and dancing along with Joel.

END FLASHBACK

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