"I-I love Freddy," said Summer. It felt so good for her to finally admit it at last. "I love him. I love Freddy. I don't believe it. It sounds so wrong!" She was practically crying down the phone. "I love him, Katie. What am I going to do?"
"What's your problem?" asked Katie. "Why not just tell him how you feel?"
"Because I can't!" wailed Summer. "He hates me! And I hate him! He's cocky, and arrogant, and rude!" Katie sighed.
"Summer, make your mind up. Love, or hate?"
"I don't know! I...I just don't know anything, anymore!" She started sobbing down the phone. "H-H-He hates me... I, I h-hate him, t-to, I do-o, I hate him so much f-for making me feel like... like this! I shouldn't be like this! It's all his fault!"
"Summer!" shrieked Katie. "Listen to yourself! This is not like you! Even when you 'hated' him, you were still calm and self-composed, as always! Look, calm down. Take deep breaths." Summer did as Katie said, taking shaky breaths, still half-crying at first, but she composed herself.
"Ok. I'm fine."
"Good. Now, listen to me. You do not love Freddy Jones. Repeat it! I do not love Freddy Jones."
"I do not love Freddy Jones," repeated Summer.
"I have never loved Freddy Jones."
"I have never loved Freddy Jones."
"He is just the drummer in my band."
"He is just the drummer in my band."
"I am just being incredibly stupid and... and twitchy!"
"I am just being incredibly stupid – hey, wait a minute!"
"Got you!" Katie said, laughing. Summer joined in, lying back on her bed. Everything was back to normal. "Ok," said Katie, "let's carry on. I do not love Frederick David Jones."
"I do not love Frederick David Jones," repeated Summer, spitting out his name with her usual contempt. She had just had one crazy moment.
"He is just my best friend's boyfriend's best friend."
"He is just my... Katie!"
"What?" asked Katie, laughing.
"You never told me you were going out with Zack! Oh, my gosh! When did this happen?"
"After we left you and Freddy at Dewey's door."
"You're kidding! Tell me all about it." Anyone listening to the two girls' squeals that night would have known nothing more than a pair of giddy teenagers. Summer felt that things were back to normal. Thank goodness.
The next day was a Saturday. No school, which Summer, for once in her long life, was thankful for. Of course she didn't feel anything for Freddy, excepting hate, but she still didn't feel ready to face him so soon. No band practice, either. She sighed happily, as she lay back in bed. Today was going to be a lazy day...
Ring, ring.
Ring, ring.
Ring, ring.
Ring, ring.
Change of plan. It looked like today might not be a lazy day, after all. She sighed again, and picked up the phone.
"Hello, Summer Hathaway speaking. How may I help you?"
"Man, Tink, you sound like some kind of person working at a shop, or something."
"Freddy Jones. What the hell are you doing phoning me?"
"Oh wow, Summer Hathaway cursed for once."
"So what if I did, Jones?"
"I'm just impressed, that's all. You're not the teacher's pet I thought you were."
"Unfortunately, you're still the arrogant jerk I always knew you were."
"Yeah? Well – no, Zack, I am not arguing. What?... yeah... uh-huh... fine! Anyway, Hathaway – "
"Don't call me Hathaway!"
"Why not? It's your name, isn't it?"
"It's my last name. The name you're meant to call me by is Summer. But for you, I suppose I could stretch to Miss Hathaway."
"Ok then, Miss Hathaway – you sound like such a kid when I call you that!"
"You'd better stop then, because unlike you I don't always act like a kid."
"Yeah? Well – "Freddy stopped talking, suddenly.
"Summer? This is Zack. Come over to my house as soon as possible, please."
"Fine."
"I'll see you, then."
"Goodbye!"
Click.
At Katie's house Zack was just about to make a similar phone call.
"Hello?"
"Hey, this is Katie Brown's house. If you know me as Posh Spice, keep talking and leave a message! If not, then I'm not here right now, and I won't get back to you. Hang up now, please! Beep."
"Hey, Katie? This is Zack – "
Click.
"Zack! Hi!"
"Hey, Posh! So you're there after all!"
"No, I'm not(!)"
"Nice try, but I'm not hanging up now."
"Oh, man. You spoiled my plan!"
"I'm sorry." They laughed. "Look, it's just that Summer's coming over, and Freddy's here. You need to come over before Summer gets here, and help me make a GP."
"GP?"
"Grand Plan."
"Oh. Why are you talking in initials?"
"It saves time."
"But it doesn't, because I have to work it out."
"GP."
"Grand Plan?"
"No, Good Point."
"Ok... Look, I'll be over in about ten minutes, ok? It takes Summer about twenty, so we'll have the better part of ten minutes."
"Good. And Katie?"
"Yes, Zack?"
"I love you."
"I love you too."
Click.
Summer got out of bed, and decided to get ready. What should she wear? Not that it mattered, it was only Freddy and Zack and Katie. But still, have to make an effort, right? After much thought, she chose a red shirt, and a neat black skirt. No, she looked too... too neat. She looked like she always looked. She wanted to look different, to look... To look like she was in a rock band, not managing one. She decided to call Zack back and see where they were going. She didn't want to look too dressy. But before she could pick up the phone, it rang. Again, she left it for four rings before she answered.
Ring, ring.
Ring, ring.
Ring, ring.
Ring, ring.
"Hello, Summer Hathaway speaking – I mean, this is Summer. Who is it?"
"Hey, Summer, it's Zack." You know, it's weird, but after the first couple of days Dewey got bored of calling her 'Tink' or 'Tinkerbell' and usually just called her Summer, or sometimes 'Sum'. Only Freddy really called her by her old nickname now. Of course, he only did it to annoy her.
"Hey, Zack, what's up?"
"Change of plan. We're all going to to a club, now. Red Apple. At about ten. Just the band – me, you, Katie, Freddy."
"What about Lawrence?"
"He can't make it, he's going out with his girlfriend." Ah, yes. Lawrence had a girlfriend. He met her at his after-school band practice. Classical. He played piano, and she played acoustic guitar. They'd hit it off straight away. Her name was Julie, and they'd been going out for about two months, now.
"So are we taking a cab as normal?"
"Yup. Well, you and Katie can't drive yet, and me and Freddy are going to be drinking. As are you two. I don't mean like pints and pints of beer, or whatever, but we normally have a drink or two, so we can't drive." Summer smiled, Zack was mixing himself up as normal.
"Ok, then. See you, Zack."
"See you. Oh, one minute! Katie wants to speak to you."
"Hi, Summer!"
"Hey, Katie! We need to go shopping!"
"Why?"
"I need to reinvent myself. Not for good; I'm happy being neat, smart Summer. I just feel like doing something different tonight, like wearing something different. Will... Will you help?"
"Sure! I'll come over right now."
"Are you sure? I mean, shopping really isn't our kind of thing, and..." Summer faltered slightly, sounding a little unsure of herself.
"Look, I'm sure we can put up with shopping for today! We need new outfits! I'll be over in two minutes, ok?"
"Ok. Thanks, Katie."
"No problem, Summer."
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Ok, there we go! Sorry nothing much really happened in that chapter, but it's all building up, if you know what I mean. Sometimes filler chapters are needed, I think. Anyway, there was also a lot of dialogue in it, but I think it was all needed. Partly because it was all in phone calls, but partly because they were all sorting out what was going on. It was all in phone calls because it was early morning, and Summer had only just got up. The whole story is mostly in dialogue, and I'm not really sure why, it just happened.
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