DISCLAIMER- I DON'T OWN SCHOOL OF ROCK OR ANY OF IT'S CHARACTERS. (I'D LOVE TO OWN JOEY GAYDOS JR. OR KEVIN CLARK THOUGH.)

Chapter 4 – Summer's Anger, Rachael, and Insulting Frankie

It was Saturday. Freddy got up at noon and remembered that he had to practice with the band. He got up, showered, got dressed and left without eating or saying goodbye to anyone.

"As if anyone's home anyway..." he thought angrily. His parents were never around. They were always at work which was why he could study at a private school. Before he knew it he was at the building where Dewey and Ned lived. He looked up at the "School of Rock" sign and sighed then laughed. He remembered the time when he and Katie replaced that sign with Lawrence's underwear. He went in the building and climbed up the stairs to Dewey's apartment.

"Hey everybody! I'm back!" he announced when he got in.

"Frederick Jones! HOW CAN YOU NOT COME TO PRACTICE FOR THREE MONTHS???" Summer screamed at him, her normally porcelain white face fiery red.

"I...uh...uhm...come on Summer don't hate me...I'm here now. Please don't kill me!"

Summer was a foot shorter than Freddy but there was something about her that scared the shit out of everyone in the band, even Dewey.

"Do you know how hard it is to try to play a really good song with a lousy drummer?!?!"

"Hey! I heard that!" Frankie shouted from somewhere in the apartment. Apparently he was the sub-drummer.

"Look Summer I'm sorry! I just needed some time to you know...because of Katie..."

"Fine...anyway you have to come meet the new bassist. Her name is Rachael."

"Our bassist is still a girl?"

"You got a problem with that, bleach boy?" a girl with slightly tanned skin said.

Her black hair was held up with red plastic chopsticks and she was wearing a black Chinese top with red embroidery, a red plaid mini-skirt, and black high-cut chuckies.

"My hair is naturally blonde." Freddy answered.

"Ooh! Real interesting!" she sarcastically said. "I'm Rachael, the 'new girl'." she said gesturing quotation marks in the air with her hands.

"Yeah, whatever...I'm Freddy, the drummer."

"You better be good. Frankie must be the worst drummer on the phase of the earth."

"Stop insulting me! Dewey was the one who said that I should play drums! Blame him!" Frankie yelled again.

Some of them laughed but the laughter stopped when Summer blew her whistle and announced the start of practice.

"Good to have you back Jones." Zack said.

"Welcome back Freddy." Lawrence told him.

"Save the chit-chat for later dudes. Good to have you back man." Dewey said.

"It's good to be back." He said then he hit his drumsticks together and counted, "One! Two! One, two, three, four!" and they started playing.

A. N. – I couldn't think of a song for this chapter. Anyway R&R.