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Dewey's Apartment
"Alright, the party starts at around 6 P.M. and everyone has to be at my house at 5 P.M. sharp," Summer announced as she was flipping papers on her clipboard. Everyone was listening as Summer spoke about the reunion party.
"Everything else is taken care of. Food, music and the whole package. Maybe even games by the end of the night. and whatever. Dewey," She said turning to Dewey who was sitting on the dining table eating a bowl of cereal. He raised both his eyebrows and opened his mouth to eat another spoonful of Krispy Krunch.
"The caterers are bringing in food good enough for 15 people. Even if we have a lot of food, please don't eat it all. Same goes for you, Freddy. You can have the left over at the end of the party." summer announced. Freddy went over to Dewey and they both gave each other a high five. Summer, Carmi, Martha, Alicia and Tomika rolled their eyes at each other while Lawrence and Zack just gave a chuckle.
"Alright so meeting is over. Do you guys want to practice?" Summer asked. Everyone groaned. Summer shook her head. "Fine, Fine."
After that, everyone went to do their own thing. Martha, Alicia and Tomika stayed in a corner singing songs along the CD player. Lawrence was sitting on the floor and leaning against a wall while listening to his green iPod mini and bopping his head along with the tunes. Zack was fixing up his guitar while Summer stayed close beside him. Freddy and Carmi were cuddled up with each other. Carmi was sitting in between Freddy's legs and leaning on his chest (A/N: Nothing sexual with their sitting position! I find it sort of sweet.) while she read a magazine and Freddy played with her hair.
Katie's Diary
March 23, 2005
12:30 P.M.
So day two back at My Home. Everything has been going okay and so far, the only person I've seen again, since you know, my School of Rock days, was Freddy. Freddy, my best friend since I was in the hospital. Freddy, who became my enemy in second grade because he said I had an epidermis and cooties (which lead to a whole lot of bullying), then became my best friend again in third grade. Freddy, who got nearly suspended because he punched another guy who bullied me during second grade because he claims that only "he" could bully me. Freddy, who made painted my locker pink and filled it up with little heart balloons for Valentine's Day because I cried saying that I had no Valentine (I was in 3rd grade, by the way). Freddy who climbed up the tree to grab my stray kitten pet named, "Freddy" (Yes, I named the stray kitten after Freddy. And he didn't like it. Freddy, I mean. Not the kitten.) and risked falling down and breaking his ankle. Freddy who gladly took me to the grade seven Spring Fling dance when my date cancelled out on my last minute because the school's most popular girl had no date.
There were so many memories with Freddy that writing it in here would make my right hand throb in the end and I'd end up placing ice packs on it for the rest of the night. Freddy knows nearly, no... Not nearly... he knows everything about me. He knows how I got ever scab and every scar. He knows all the guys I had crushes on (except him, of course), he knows what I eat when I get home from school (which are tacos), he knows about the ear piercing I got that my parents still don't know about... He knows everything.
And when I left for New York and didn't come back after 3 years, I'm glad there's no awkwardness with the both of us. I was just kind of bummed out that for the 3 whole years; he never even tried to keep contact with me. Everyday for a year I waited for his text, or his email or his instant message on AIM or Yahoo Messenger but not one came from him. Only Summer kept contact with me but after 2 years we stopped.
I remember leaving without saying goodbye, though. I could still remember it like it was just yesterday.
Flashback
"Okay, guys! I'm off to New York!" I said as tears started to come out of my eyes. My vision got blurry and I closed my eyes slowly to let the tears fall on my face. Everyone was crying. Even Dewey was crying but he kept saying that dust got into his eyes. Then we all got into a group hug which lasted for at least a good 10 seconds. I cried even harder. When the group hug was over, I stepped back from all of them and looked at each one of the band members. Sadly, someone was missing. Freddy wasn't there. And then the tears just kept coming and coming. Summer and Zack looked at each other and then back at me.
"Katie, we called him... but..." Summer started.
"He's too upset..." Zack continued for her.
So it figures. Freddy hadn't come to say goodbye to me. He was upset that I was leaving. I told him a week before that I was leaving for New York. He even thought that I was going for vacation but when I told him that I was going for good he was too upset to talk to me. During band practices he wouldn't talk to me and in school her ignored me. That was the first time I felt so alone in my whole life.
"It's alright, Zack. I understand. Anyway, my parents are waiting for me downstairs. I have to get going." I said.
"Hold on, Katie. Here, take your bass guitar." Dewey said handing me the bass guitar I've been using for years. I smiled and shook my head.
"I think I'd rather not." And then with that I turned on my heel and headed out the door. And right before I closed the door behind me, I gave them one final smile and said, "Keep stickin' it to the man…" And then I left.
End of Flashback…
I cried the whole time when I was getting out of Dewey's apartment building. When I got outside I turned around to take one final look at the building then rode my car. My mom gave me a hug and I was crying in her arms. She was whispering that everything was going to be okay and that I'd make new friends in New York. Then when I opened my eyes and that's when I saw Freddy. He was getting ready to cross the street but he was staring at the pavement. He looked up and our eyes met. And if I wasn't mistaken, I saw him crying. The car was moving at a medium pace. I wanted to make the car stop but a part of me didn't want to. I guess I knew deep down that it would be easier for me to leave if I hadn't talked to Freddy or said goodbye to him. So I sat there as I watched Freddy get smaller and smaller by the second until finally I saw nothing but a mere memory.
Leaving Freddy behind was hurtful. But the thing that hurt the most was that I was leaving... the love of my life.
And that's it for now people! Ü I'm off for Holy Week vacation. So I'll be gone for 4 whole days. When I get back though, which will be Sunday, I'll try and put up more chapters if I get good reviews. Ü Thanks for being rodonkulous readers! Ü mwah!
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