A/N: I totally love my reviewers! You guys rule! Thanks for the support and critics! You have no idea how much you help me! Mwah! And now I'll leave you to the fic! Oh btw, this fic will be centered in the Freddy/Summer and Katie/Lawrence pairing. All the other characters will pop in occasionally but these 4 will be the main.

You've Got a Friend

"When you're down and troubled
And you need a helping hand
And nothing, oh nothing is going right.
Close your eyes and think of me
And soon I will be there
To brighten up even your darkest nights.

You just call out my name,
And you know wherever I am
I'll come running, to see you again.
Winter, Spring, Summer, or Fall,
All you have to do is call
And I'll be there, yes I will.
You've got a friend.

If the sky above you
Should turn dark and full of clouds
And that old north wind should begin to blow
Keep your head together and call my name out loud
And soon I will be knocking upon your door."

Freddy and I have been bestfriends since 1st grade, something I still find strange after 10 years of friendship. You see, Freddy is everything that I've always longed to be: he's funny, popular, outgoing, and girls think he's irresistible. As for me, I'm still a clumsy, shy kid that doesn't have the guts to tell his dad off. Dewey and the band made some difference of course, it made my dad finally accept me as I am, it made learn how to release all the emotions bottled up inside me and it made me a little more confident about my skills. However the coy and awkward Zachary Mooneyham is still here. It's hard to understand why Freddy would want to be friends with someone like me… in the beginning I thought he had choose me because he knew I would never overshadowed him but Freddy has been such a loyal, caring friend throughout the years I feel ashamed of even considering that possibility.

Right now I'm on my way to his house. He invited me to dinner so we can go to band practise together. Dinning with Freddy is almost part of my routine by now and his mom is like a second mother to me.

"Oh hi Zack!" Mrs. Jones greets me as I rang the bell and she opens the door. "Come on in!"

"Hello Mrs. Jones!" I reply walking in.

Blasting sounds of furious drumming reach my ears and I look up feeling quite surprised. Is Freddy trying to break his drums! I turn my gaze to Mrs. Jones and stare at her questioningly. She just shrugs and sighs.

"He's been banging on that infernal thing for the past two hours... Well I must go now, I've left some money on the kitchen table so you can order a pizza... needless to say to make yourself at home dear!" she says smiling at me. "Goodbye and behave!" she adds playfully and strokes my head before leaving.

"Bye Mrs. Jones and don't worry, we always behave!"

I climb the stairs and knock on his bedroom door but he doesn't listen. I open the door slightly and peek inside to find a flustered Freddy drumming as if his life depended on it.

"Hey!" I shout at him stepping inside and closing the door. "What's that all about dude?"

Freddy raises his head and smirks as he sees it's me.

"I'm sticking to the Man!" he shouts back

"Yeah well give the Man a break and put those sticks down! I got to talk to you..."

Freddy places the drumsticks on his lap and wipes some sweat off his forehead with the back of his hand.

"And what exactly do you wanna talk about?"

I sigh and sit on the floor facing him.

"You." I answer.

"Me!" He asks arching his eyebrows. "What about me?"

"What's wrong with you Freddy! And don't you dare telling me nothing's wrong because you haven't been yourself lately and you know it!"

"I don't know what you're talking about Zack."

"Oh you don't!... I'll tell you then! You're distant, spaced out, not as talkative and cheerful as you used to be and it looks like you're trying to murder your drums kit! What's going on?"

I watch his face darken slightly as he looks down. He knows it's useless to deny... I know him even better than I know myself!

"Look man, I don't want to talk about it ok? You're right, something's going on with me but it's nothing important! You don't have to worry, I'm gonna be fine."

I shake my head softly and run my fingers through my hair trying to contain myself. At this point yelling at him would only make things worse.

"I'm your friend, of course I worry about you! And I hate seeing you down! Is there anything I can do to help?"

Freddy shakes his head slowly and keeps looking down. I know he's near tears by now which only makes me more worried. Suddenly he lifts his head and looks at me with a weak smile playing on his lips.

"Actuall there's something you can do... you can grab the phone and order a big pepperoni pizza for us! I'm starving!"

I laugh softly and throw him a pillow. That's his particular way of saying 'thanks for being my friend'.