"Go away Billy!" Katie screamed as she ran around Dewey's apartment with Billy chasing her. It was pretty funny, Katie screaming hysterically and running and Billy running as fast as he can, running after her with his sketchbook. Billy decided that he would work on his costumes today. As always, he chose Freddy and Katie as his models. Katie had flat out refused when Billy told her. Then Billy started chasing her (I think he has a thing with chasing people) around the room. Meanwhile, the rest of the band are sitting down on Dewey's couches, watching this chase and laughing, including Freddy. Why is he sitting down when he is a model too? He was sitting down next to me so I decided to ask him.

"Hey Freddy," I tugged the hem of his Sex Pistols t-shirt.

I remembered when he bought it. We were ending 6th grade and Freddy, Zack, Eleni, Frankie, Summer and I had gone to the park together. We were all tired of the park, so before going home, we decided to go look inside a thrift shop, not to buy anything, just for fun. We walked in and saw dozens of rock band t-shirts. Of course, the guys made a beeline for them. Meanwhile, the girls were just looking at random items of clothing. When we were all ready to leave, Freddy told us he saw something that he just had to have. When we asked him what it was, he showed us a navy blue Sex Pistols t-shirt. We all tried to talk him out of it saying that his mom would flip, and besides, he didn't need another rock band t-shirt. Freddy insisted and said that he didn't have one from the Sex Pistols and he wasn't leaving without that damn t-shirt. In the end, we all gave up and Freddy bought the t-shirt. He immediately put it on over his other t-shirt and wore it proudly. We all decided to go over to the Joneses' house to see how Mrs. Jones would react. When he came home and Mrs. Jones saw him, she almost fainted! Once she got over her shock, she started screaming hysterically saying things like "How could you wear a t-shirt with such a crude and uncouth saying on it? You're a disgrace to this family! How can you show your face anywhere wearing that shirt?" It was hilarious. That night, Eleni told us that Mr. Jones had the famous "birds and the bees" talk with them. Mrs. Jones still hates that shirt and she still keeps trying to throw the t-shirt out or give it away, but Freddy always manages to get it back.

"Yeah," he looked at me.

"Why are you sitting here if you're a model too?" I asked.

"That's a good question! Well, it's because if Katie will let Billy chase her, why do I have to get sweaty too? Billy will definitely pass out before Katie lets him catch her. Then, I won't have anything to worry about because Fancy Pants won't be around to chase me," he explained with a smirk. I rolled my eyes and shook my head.

"What?" he asked, "It's a good plan!"

"What if Billy does catch Katie?" I asked.

"He won't," Freddy said flatly.

"But what if he does?" I repeated.

"Never gonna happen," he shook his head.

"I give up," I said as I crossed my arms and frowned.

"Hey, don't be like that," Freddy put an arm around my shoulders.

"Humph," I stuck up my nose and looked the other way.

"Oh, so now you're little miss rich girl snob," Freddy teased.

"What did you just call me?" I asked as I shot my head around.

"Cool it you two," Dewey told us, "Katie, just let Billy work on the costumes. Freddy, get up and help Billy."

"Why us?" Freddy and Katie whined, but they followed Billy into the band's office. While Billy was working with them, the rest of us either tuned our instruments and practiced quietly or talked quietly. Every so often, we heard shrieks and yells, mostly Katie and Freddy yelling things like, "No way am I putting that on!" or "Are you sure that's not for Katie?" Nearly an hour later, Billy came out of the office.

"Presenting," he said in a loud, dramatic voice, "Freddy and Katie.

"Where are they?" Zack asked.

"Hiding," Freddy's voice came from the office. They had closed the door. Billy tried to open it. They had locked the door.

"Come on you guys, come out," Tomika coaxed them.

"Yeah, we won't make fun of you, no matter what you're wearing," Leonard said.

"NO!" Katie yelled from inside the room.

"It can't be as bad as you think," Michelle said.

"Wanna bet?" Freddy asked.

"If you two don't come out in 5 seconds, I'm calling your parents on my cell phone," Summer threatened them, "5...4...3...2..."

"Fine," they said as they opened the door. When they came out, Alicia choked on the muffin she was eating, Zack dropped his guitar and Frankie fell off his chair. We all covered our mouths to stop us from laughing.

Katie's clothes were nice. Billy gave her a black pleated mini, a few chain belts, torn black fishnets, black combat boots and a black and white striped tank top with matching arm socks.

Freddy's outfit was hilarious! Billy gave him a black sweater with the sleeves torn off, plaid wristbands, black goggles on his head, black Converses and...

"A kilt!" Dewey yelled, "Billy what are you thinking giving him a kilt?" Yes, Freddy was wearing a skirt, well, a kilt rather. Same thing.

"I heard you're not supposed to wear anything underneath," Zack said with a smirk, "Is it true?"

"Unfortunately," Freddy grumbled. We all burst out in laughter.

"Don't laugh," Billy pouted, "It's the latest fashion in Paris."

"No it's not!" Dewey objected.

"Even if it is," Alicia cried, "Firstly, we're in America, dammit, not France and secondly, French men must be out of their minds!"

"Yeah," Eleni added, "No brother of mine is wearing a skirt out of the house!"

"It's not a skirt!" Billy whined.

"Whatever the hell it is, I'm not wearing the damn thing!" Freddy yelled.

"Fine," Billy huffed, "I'll change it into culottes."

"Culottes, that's French. I take French. I know what that means...Billy that's underwear!" Katie calmly said all of it, except for the last part, which she screamed.

"Billy," Dewey said in a calm voice, "Freddy is not wearing a kilt. Go change him into a pair of pants...and let him put his boxers on again. Oh, and do not tell me that not wearing underwear is fashionable too. You don't want to see how I'll react to that." Billy nodded, grabbed Freddy and brought him into the office again. A few minutes later, Freddy came back wearing the same thing, except the kilt was a pair of baggy plaid shorts.

"Much better," Dewey smiled, "Don't you even think about using kilts as our costumes ever again, Billy." Billy crossed his arms and sulked. Freddy grinned, pumped his fist and yelled, "Yes!"

The rest of the day was spent working on costumes, solos or doing nothing. I was having Katie sleep over at my house for the night. After band practice, Mom picked us up and drove us to my house, but not before going...grocery shopping! I hate grocery shopping! We must have spent an hour doing nothing but looking at food and comparing different kinds of cookies, apples, carrots, cereals and whatever else Mom could get her hands on! When we finally finished, we had at least 20 bags of groceries! It's a good thing Mom brought the minivan; otherwise, we would have had a problem fitting them all in the car!

When we got home, Katie and I set up our sleeping bags in the recreation room. Whenever I have friends over, we always sleep there. There's a big-screen TV, a DVD player, a VCR, a sound system, an X-Box, a PlayStation2, a Game Cube, two computers, a few Gameboy Advances, a shelf with DVD's, videos, video games and c.d.'s, board games and huge beanbag chairs. Yes, my parents did splurge on this room. We didn't get all the stuff at once though! Besides that, Jordan and I bought some of the stuff with our allowance. The game consoles and a few board games, my brother bought and I bought the DVD player, some board games and a Gameboy Advance. We also bought most of the video games, movies and c.d.'s.

That night, Katie and I decided to watch a movie. We decided on "Grease".

"I think Spazzy has a thing for you," she said as we watched Danny tripping over a hurdle and Sandy gasping. She took some popcorn and popped it in her mouth.

'What?" I asked as I paused the movie. She swallowed.

"I think that Freddy likes you," she repeated.

"Why do you say that?" I asked.

"Well, the way he's always teasing you," she took more popcorn, "And he did ask you to the junior prom, remember?"

"Yeah, as friends," I nodded.

"Well, I don't think he would have asked you even if it is 'just as friends' if he didn't like you. I mean, he didn't ask Michelle or Summer," Katie said, "Besides, he still teases you a lot. Oh and how does he always manage to sit next to you? How do you explain that he always chooses you first in gym class?"

"He teases all the girls, coincidence and I run fast," I answered with a shrug.

"Whatever," Katie answered, "I still think he likes you."

"I dunno," I asked as I grabbed some pop corn, "Now can we please get back to the movie? I wanna see how it ends!"

"Marta, you've already seen this movie a dozen times!" Katie cried in an exasperated voice.

"I still wanna see the ending!" I answered back.

"I have a better idea," Katie grabbed the remote and turned off the DVD player.

"Hey!" I cried, "I was watching that!"

"Cool it, Blondie," she grinned mischievously, "I say we call Freddy and ask him whether or not he likes you."

"What?" I shrieked.

"I'll call and ask him who he likes. If he asks who it is, I'll say it's a girl from school," Katie stood up and walked over to the Coca Cola phone. She picked up the receiver.

"Stop it Katie!" I begged. I wanted her to stop, but, at the same time, I didn't .

"Too late," she shrugged as she dialed his number.

"Hi," she said in a voice lower and flirtier than her normal one.

"Fine, you?" she asked.

"Yeah, I was wondering," she paused, "Who do you like at school?"

"Why won't you tell me?" she asked.

"No, it's not Candy," she smiled, "Nope, not Lisa either, or Tania, or Brianna."

"Please tell me," she pleaded.

"Oh good," she grinned, "Who is it then?"

"No, I'm not disappointed," she gave me the thumbs up, "Don't worry."

"Ok, bye," she hung up.

"He likes you!" she shrieked.

"No way," I shook my head.

"Yes, he just told me," she grinned.

"He was lying," I said flatly.

"Nuh-uh," she shook her head, "I know when Freddy's lying, and that, my dear, was most definitely not a lie. Now then, let's get back to that movie." She started the DVD player again.

Wow, if Freddy does like me, that's like a dream come true. I thought. But, what if he lied to Katie and just told her anyone. Katie does know when he's lying though. Oh, I don't know anymore! I just hope he likes me.

"Marta Alessandra Jones," Katie giggled as she selected the "Scene Selection" option on the DVD, "It doesn't sound bad."

"Shut up!" I grinned as I threw a popcorn at her head. It hit her in the forehead and she threw some back at me. Our popcorn fight lasted about 2 minutes, which was when we ran out of popcorn and had to pick it all back up and put it in the bowl.

The rest of the night was uneventful. We watched the movie, cheered when Barbossa died, sighed when Will and Elizabeth kissed and groaned when Jack sang. Then, we played Grand Auto Theft, Mario Smash Bros and another couple of games. Lastly, we had a dance competition. We wanted to see who could come up with crazier moves (Katie won). Then we went to bed. Nothing big.

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Disclaimer: I'm still waiting for that letter that says I own School of Rock. Until then, I own nothing.

Thank-you's:

Sandy-Pandy: See, I up-dated! Go me!

Sweetcaroline3313: I was happy to get rid of her too! I was very sick of having someone so evil in the story!

Xobadrhymer03: Oh yeah, she fell hard alright! I was very happy about that!

Random Comments: I based the telephone conversation after something that I did at a birthday party. We called this guy, Ricky, and asked him who he liked. He told us to "Shut up Joanne" and hung up. I didn't make Freddy do that though. R&R!