School of Rock and...Romance?
Disclaimer: I own absolutely, positively none of this. Considering, it all belongs to everyone who made up School of Rock, and the only other character is you. And I, obviously, don't own you. So basically, I am. ...nothing,
So I hope all of you Freddy/ Kevin Clark fans enjoy this......my friends sure did! Oh, and sorry if I make Zack sound like a girl, after all...I am one!
Chapter 1: The Fans
Zack's PoV
Hey, I'm Zack Mooneyham, a lead guitarist in a rock band called School of Rock. We all got together in fifth grade from Dewey Finn, (a.k.a Mr. Schneebly) and... well, we became a band. Ever since our performance at Battle of the Bands, we've been pretty busy. Once we had all convinced our parents that this wasn't a waste of time, we started playing gigs. Well, any gig that Summer (our band manager) considered "worthwhile".
So, basically, the summer flew by for all of us, and it was a total shock when school started up again. Today was the first day of school, and our first day at Horace Green Junior High. Mrs. Dunham had looped to the sixth grade, so we're all in the same class again; the band, roadies, security, groupies etc. And even though we were going to a new school, I hadn't expected sixth grade to be so different. Even though we had the same teacher, there were no more stupid charts, or gold stars, or desks that lifted up. Which, I guess, is more of a positive thing than a negative.
But Junior High has a lot more downsides. See, all of the eighth and ninth graders walk around the halls thinking they're all that in a bag of chips, but they really don't have any dip. (A/N Stole that from my friend Andrea...sorry!) All they do is make fun of us "shrimps' and point at us and laugh, and I even saw one eighth grader push a kid into his locker, because he was "in his way".
Only, nobody made fun of anyone involved with School of Rock. In fact, some of them (mostly girls) practically worshipped us. I mean we've had crazy fans before, but none of them were from our school. I didn't even know they knew about us.
When me and Freddy (one of my best friends and drummer of the band) walked over to the front of the school, things started going completely nuts. You could hear people screaming things like:
"Oh my God! That's the guitarist!", or
"Ahhhhhh!! It's that hot drummer, Freddy!".
It was really, pretty freaky. Me and Freddy had to push our way through the crowd, into the school, through the hallways, and into the safety of our classroom. It turns out, Katie, Marta, Alicia, Tomika and Laurence had all had the same experience. And the funny thing is, none of us seemed to enjoy it. You would think that we'd all dreamed of having girls (or guys in some cases) screaming about us, or saying they're "in love" with you. I mean (not to sound conceited, because they do more work than the band) even the backstage workers got a ton of attention, but I guess we just didn't want it. It's a pretty interesting (and scary) experience having people chasing you.
I for one hated the girls obsessing over me. It may sound crazy, but I have a good reason. You see, I'm like in love with School of Rock's bassist, Katie Montone (A/N She doesn't have a last name in the movie so I made one up. grins). She's really the only girl I want to obsess over me.
Freddy is the one who I don't get. Out of all of us, he's the one who's most pissed about the whole thing. He must have given about twenty girls dirty looks today. But I have no clue why. I mean, he's never told me he likes anybody, I think. I dunno why, but I could always picture him after a show, flirting with a bunch of girls. But nope, that seems to be the last thing on his mind.
Oh crap. I just thought of something. He doesn't like Katie, does he? He would tell me... I hope. Besides... Katie's MINE. Or at least I wish she were. Shit, I better call his cell.
Ring. Ring. Ring.
"Hello?" a depressed voice answered.
"Freddy? Hey, man. It's me."
"Zack? Oh phew, that's a relief. You have no idea how many weirdos have been calling me. I was almost afraid to answer my cell." He laughed.
"I know what you mean. I mean, people have called here before, but never this many in one day. My Dad had to unplug the phone. He's trying to get out number changed."
"That's a good idea..." Freddy said stupidly, "How do you think they get our numbers anyway?"
"I dunno. Maybe from administration or something."
"From that Candice girl? She's hot...even if she is twenty-five."
"Uhh-okay." I answered. Freddy can be one weird kid.
"So what'd ya call for?"
"What? Oh. I kind of need to talk to you."
"Isn't that what we're doing?"
"No, I mean like...in person."
"OoOoOk. Wanna just come over here? My folks are out; I doubt they'd mind. I mean, considering you're a guy and all."
I laughed. This kid always had sick thoughts in his head. "Sure. I'll just ask my Dad and be over in a bit. Cool?"
"Yeah, alright. Later."
"Bye."
And in five minutes time I was walking to his house.
A/N- Okay, my first School of Rock fic, and only my second fic on this site...I hope you liked it. Don't worry, you'll come in soon. The...4th chapter I believe. I just have to do some stuff before I put you in. So.....you know what to do!!
Disclaimer: I own absolutely, positively none of this. Considering, it all belongs to everyone who made up School of Rock, and the only other character is you. And I, obviously, don't own you. So basically, I am. ...nothing,
So I hope all of you Freddy/ Kevin Clark fans enjoy this......my friends sure did! Oh, and sorry if I make Zack sound like a girl, after all...I am one!
Chapter 1: The Fans
Zack's PoV
Hey, I'm Zack Mooneyham, a lead guitarist in a rock band called School of Rock. We all got together in fifth grade from Dewey Finn, (a.k.a Mr. Schneebly) and... well, we became a band. Ever since our performance at Battle of the Bands, we've been pretty busy. Once we had all convinced our parents that this wasn't a waste of time, we started playing gigs. Well, any gig that Summer (our band manager) considered "worthwhile".
So, basically, the summer flew by for all of us, and it was a total shock when school started up again. Today was the first day of school, and our first day at Horace Green Junior High. Mrs. Dunham had looped to the sixth grade, so we're all in the same class again; the band, roadies, security, groupies etc. And even though we were going to a new school, I hadn't expected sixth grade to be so different. Even though we had the same teacher, there were no more stupid charts, or gold stars, or desks that lifted up. Which, I guess, is more of a positive thing than a negative.
But Junior High has a lot more downsides. See, all of the eighth and ninth graders walk around the halls thinking they're all that in a bag of chips, but they really don't have any dip. (A/N Stole that from my friend Andrea...sorry!) All they do is make fun of us "shrimps' and point at us and laugh, and I even saw one eighth grader push a kid into his locker, because he was "in his way".
Only, nobody made fun of anyone involved with School of Rock. In fact, some of them (mostly girls) practically worshipped us. I mean we've had crazy fans before, but none of them were from our school. I didn't even know they knew about us.
When me and Freddy (one of my best friends and drummer of the band) walked over to the front of the school, things started going completely nuts. You could hear people screaming things like:
"Oh my God! That's the guitarist!", or
"Ahhhhhh!! It's that hot drummer, Freddy!".
It was really, pretty freaky. Me and Freddy had to push our way through the crowd, into the school, through the hallways, and into the safety of our classroom. It turns out, Katie, Marta, Alicia, Tomika and Laurence had all had the same experience. And the funny thing is, none of us seemed to enjoy it. You would think that we'd all dreamed of having girls (or guys in some cases) screaming about us, or saying they're "in love" with you. I mean (not to sound conceited, because they do more work than the band) even the backstage workers got a ton of attention, but I guess we just didn't want it. It's a pretty interesting (and scary) experience having people chasing you.
I for one hated the girls obsessing over me. It may sound crazy, but I have a good reason. You see, I'm like in love with School of Rock's bassist, Katie Montone (A/N She doesn't have a last name in the movie so I made one up. grins). She's really the only girl I want to obsess over me.
Freddy is the one who I don't get. Out of all of us, he's the one who's most pissed about the whole thing. He must have given about twenty girls dirty looks today. But I have no clue why. I mean, he's never told me he likes anybody, I think. I dunno why, but I could always picture him after a show, flirting with a bunch of girls. But nope, that seems to be the last thing on his mind.
Oh crap. I just thought of something. He doesn't like Katie, does he? He would tell me... I hope. Besides... Katie's MINE. Or at least I wish she were. Shit, I better call his cell.
Ring. Ring. Ring.
"Hello?" a depressed voice answered.
"Freddy? Hey, man. It's me."
"Zack? Oh phew, that's a relief. You have no idea how many weirdos have been calling me. I was almost afraid to answer my cell." He laughed.
"I know what you mean. I mean, people have called here before, but never this many in one day. My Dad had to unplug the phone. He's trying to get out number changed."
"That's a good idea..." Freddy said stupidly, "How do you think they get our numbers anyway?"
"I dunno. Maybe from administration or something."
"From that Candice girl? She's hot...even if she is twenty-five."
"Uhh-okay." I answered. Freddy can be one weird kid.
"So what'd ya call for?"
"What? Oh. I kind of need to talk to you."
"Isn't that what we're doing?"
"No, I mean like...in person."
"OoOoOk. Wanna just come over here? My folks are out; I doubt they'd mind. I mean, considering you're a guy and all."
I laughed. This kid always had sick thoughts in his head. "Sure. I'll just ask my Dad and be over in a bit. Cool?"
"Yeah, alright. Later."
"Bye."
And in five minutes time I was walking to his house.
A/N- Okay, my first School of Rock fic, and only my second fic on this site...I hope you liked it. Don't worry, you'll come in soon. The...4th chapter I believe. I just have to do some stuff before I put you in. So.....you know what to do!!