Ch. 3

Disclaimer: …

A/N: Thankies again for my reviews! And S.S.I, I'm not sure, either, I just put down the first that came to mind XD

And Kara's looks are based off of me, but her attitude is different. I'm not bitchy, and I'm far from being curvy. Or thin. Yeah. But thanks for the reviews!

Oh, yeah, and my school just recently got a new girl. She was your average Mary-Sue, without the School of Rock and the Freddy-Zack falling in love with her instantly. Instead, all the boys, except the gay ones, in 7th grade fell in love with her. And she's not even that pretty. She has the blond hair and blue eyes and that figure that guys drool over, but…yeah. Anyways…

Here's Ch. 3!

"Freddy! Didja get a new girlfriend?" cried a deep voice when Kara walked into the Math class, a dreary-looking room decorated with pictures. It was obvious Freddy was behind her.

"Nah, this is a newbie. Kara Stanton." Freddy gave Kara a little shove. Kara felt like turning around and punching his lights out, but she held her breath. Instead, she stiffly walked to a seat in the back.

"Kara, Kara, Kara. Gorgeous name. By the way, mine's Stacy." The short man with dark hair walked to the front of the room, a pointer in his hand.

"Class, you know what to do," He announced loudly. Mr. Stacy pounded the pointer on the board, indicating that the class had work to do. "Kara, this is called Now Work. We work on 5 or 6 simple math problems, either reviewing or giving a sample of what we're learning next." Kara nodded shortly, and hunched over her paper, pretending to work hard, until something poked her in the ribs. She jumped.

A snicker came from the side of her, and her head shot up. Freddy, Zack, and Katie were all snickering. Kara gave them a dirty look, until Freddy threw a piece of paper at her.

"Read it," He hissed. Kara snatched it off the ground.

"No talking," Mr. Stacy called. Freddy and Zack snickered again. "Dudes, I'm serious." The snickering stopped. Kara, biting her lip to keep from laughing at Freddy and Zack, opened the paper. In tiny, neat handwriting, obviously a girl's, it read:

You've heard of School of Rock, rite??? Kara smirked. Of course she has. Picking up her pen, she wrote back in her somewhat neat handwriting:

Are you fucking insane? Of course I have! She folded it back up, and flicked it at Freddy, who handed it to Zack, who handed it to Katie. Katie opened it, her eyes darting over the writing. Then, picking up her pen, she wrote something down, folded it, and handed it to Zack.

"Give me it," She hissed to Freddy before someone could even blink. Freddy rolled his eyes and did a perfect imitation of a prep being annoyed.

"Like, here you go, and like, that hair is totally split!" Kara tittered, and snatched the letter from Freddy's grasp. Opening it, Kara quickly read it:

O, cool, cool. Im in it. U play n e instruments? I play da bass. Kara picked her pen up, and wrote back:

No. But I can kinda sing. But…I have to warm up b4 I can do n e thing. Or I sound like a dying cat or a cat n heat. Kara folded it and flicked it at Freddy again, waited for a few moments, and received it back.

Cum 2 da bathroom after math n warm up n sing 4 me n summer. Shell b da judge of ur singin voice. O, n I think Zack has a thing 4 u! LOL jk. Kara laughed. Zack paid as much attention to her as she paid attention to school. She wrote a quick reply:

Ok, whut class u have next? I have social studies, den lunch. U? Kara flicked it to Freddy.

Same. C u n da bathroom!

"Okay, class, two minutes, go!" The class burst into talk, checking answers, but mostly just conversation.

"Don't forget, Kara," Katie called over to Kara. Kara nodded. Freddy and Zack, being the curious duo they are, glanced at each girl.

"Don't forget what, Katie?" Zack asked sweetly. Katie coughed.

"None of your business." Katie playfully punched Zack, who leaned over to her and kissed her on the lips. Kara smirked.

"Zack has a thing for me, my ass!" Kara thought laughingly. Freddy sighed, breaking her thoughts.

"So…next class we have is…gym." Kara nodded. Freddy rolled his eyes to the ceiling, and leaned back in his chair, forgetting it was connected to the desk. The chair fell back, causing the desk and all his books to fall on his face, stomach, and arms.

"Dude, Freddy, what the heck happened?" Mr. Stacy asked, running over to Freddy. Freddy, trying to sit up, but failed, just laid back.

"Leaned back in my chair." Zack burst into laughter, along with the rest of the class. Kara began to snicker herself.

"Dude, don't do that again." Mr. Stacy walked to the front of the classroom, as Katie and Zack helped Freddy get out of the desk, and Kara picked up his desk and books.

"Dude, I wish one of the girls fell back! We woulda saw some panties!" called out a voice. The class tittered, until Mr. Stacy smacked the board.

"Let's get to work!"

OoOoOoO

Kara sighed, and walked to the bathroom, where that prissy girl and Katie would be, waiting for her warm up and sing. Like she was going to sing anywhere.

"Finally!" Katie grabbed her arm when Kara reached the bathroom. Then she lowered her voice. "Summer isn't going to approve, but me and you are skipping class." Then she lifted her head and walked into the bathroom.

"Summer, you've met Kara." Summer lifted her head from her Palm Pilot, and nodded shortly.

"Warm your voice up. And Katie," Summer said warningly. "No skipping class."

"Damn," Katie whispered. Kara grinned. Summer straightened her shoulders, and picked up her head.

"Okay, Kara, please warm up, and sing a little tune for us." Kara rolled her eyes, and smirked.

"If you insist." Kara looked at her feet and lifted her head again.

"One black beetle bled black blood, the other black beetle bled blue," She sang in a low voice, and began to get faster. When she finished, she moved on to the second warm-up song.

"1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4, 3, 2, 1, 2, 3, 2, 1, 2, 1." Kara went faster, not once messing up the numerical sequence. (A/N: I actually do that in (gay) choir. I never mess up the sequence. I RAWK! ) Summer's grim-like face softened.

"Nice voice, for a warm-up," She said. Kara smiled, and tossed her hair back like a prep.

"Okay, what song can I sing?" Kara asked. Summer looked at Katie, who shrugged.

"Whatever you want." Kara smirked again.

"There are times when you get suckered in, by drugs, and alcohol and sex with women, m'kay… " began Kara, her voice wobbling a little bit. Summer nodded, and Katie looked at the ceiling.

When Kara finished, Summer smiled a lopsided smile. "Pretty good. We could maybe use you as a back-up singer when our other ones go all blah." Kara beamed.

"Oh, thanks!" She said happily, squeezing Summer in a big hug. Then she stepped back, shocked at her behavior. Her cheeks flushed, and she backed up.

"What's the matter?" Katie asked, stepping forward. Kara choked on her saliva, and ran down to Social Studies. Katie followed her.

"Why'd you freak out like that?" Kara shrugged, and sat in the back. Katie plopped next to her.

"Is it Summer? I mean, she can be scary when she gets down to business. But under that, is a smart, beautiful, helpful friend." Kara shook her head, her lips pursed.

"Oh…never mind." Katie turned her attention to the bald teacher that walked into the room. Kara sighed, and flopped back.

"Hey. I'm Mr. Gabbard." The middle-aged man walked up to Kara's desk, and smiled. "Social Studies teacher." Kara kept a cold stare, and looked up, then plastered a smile on her face.

"Hi, I'm Kara Stanton. Nice to meet you." Her voice was cheerful, but hollow. She looked up at the clock. 10:50. How much torture can a girl take??

Kara just slumped her head on her desk, completely oblivious to the class around her. Until something poked her in the ribs.

"WHAT IS WITH EVERYONE POKING ME TODAY?" screamed Kara, her voice cracking. The class looked at her, and several of the obvious LTAPP, Let's Talk About People Preps, who were standing, began whispering and walking out of class. Kara looked over at Katie. She was gone.

Sighing, Kara gathered her things, and walked to her locker, dumped her load into it, and walked to Gym, when she tumbled over.

"DAMN IT!" She shouted. Kara spun around on her butt, burning it, and looked at the person who ran into her. Then she groaned. Freddy again!!

"Why are you following me?!" She demanded, completely forgetting they had the next class together, wherever that was. Freddy chuckled.

"How are you going to get to Gym when you don't even know where it is?" Freddy asked, smirking. Kara blushed.

"Wander around until I get a clue?" She joked. Freddy laughed, and began walking again. Kara followed him. They reached what seemed to be the gym door, but they stood there.

"Aren't we going to be late?" asked Kara. Freddy nodded.

"Yeah, but let them look for us." Freddy grabbed Kara's hand, and began running down the hall, ducking into the boys' bathroom.

"Um, this is the MEN'S room!" Kara objected. Freddy smiled.

"Duh. The perfect place to cut class. They NEVER look in this bathroom!" Freddy looked at Kara, and sat on the chilly heater. "Have a seat." Kara obeyed.

They sat there, talking, until a stout, red-headed hall monitor waddled in, and gasped.

"Hey! You're supposed to be in class! And no women in the men's room!" He exclaimed in a squishy-sounding voice. Freddy, who was then picking at his nails, looked up at the teacher's aide.

"Ah, fuck off," Freddy announced. The man sputtered and stammered, spit landing on Kara.

"HEY! Watch where you spit!" Kara growled. The man backed up, falling into the trash can, quickly got up, and ran out of the bathroom.

"Shit," muttered Freddy. "We got caught." Freddy grabbed Kara's hand again, and ran out of the bathroom, down the hall, and up some weak-looking stairs that were dusty and dirty, until they came up to a dark creaky floor.

"Another hiding place for when you get caught in the bathroom," Freddy said, smiling. Kara looked around, hoping he wouldn't see her reddish cheeks, even though it was dark. Falling for Freddy...already? No...no way. No way, Jose!

"No way, Jose!" She said out loud. Freddy turned.

"What'd you say?" Kara flushed.

"Nothing..." Kara stopped, in front of old, abandoned, dusty lockers. Gingerly, she opened it, and a bunch of dust came out.

"Ugh..." She muttered. She coughed, and groped around inside, not really looking for anything.

Meanwhile, Freddy was inspecting the old classrooms, poking around in drawers, grabbing things, shaking things, and throwing them.

"Whoa," He whispered, opening a drawer. Pictures of a hot woman fell out of the bottom, and Freddy dove for them.

"What's this..." He mumbled to himself, flipping them over. There was scrawly handwriting, something that said, "Jess, sex was great. Love, Mike." Freddy rolled his eyes, and flicked them out of his grasp, and closed the drawer. He was hunting in another desk, when he heard a loud YAHHHHHHHHHHHH!

"Kara?" shouted Freddy, dropping a folder and running out of the room. Kara was under a hill of dust, and old, moldy gym clothes. Ew.

"GET THIS SHIT OFF ME!" She screamed. Freddy began to snicker, and laughed.

"This isn't funny!" She fumed, throwing the dust off herself. Freddy grabbed her hand, and helped her up. They stood there, the only noise around them was Kara dusting herself off. When she finished, she sighed, and leaned against the wall. Freddy just stood there, looking around.

"Why are you so quiet?" Kara asked. Freddy didn't answer; just leaned forward, lips puckered...

Hahaha...a cliffhanger! Muwahahahaha! I am so eVille! Review! And, by the way, it's not gonna get all, OMG, smoocheh! Or Mary-Sue. :D