A/N: I am sooo sorry for not having updated in like forever, PLEASE FORVIGE ME!
For my reviewers… (of which there are only two)
Nanners-77: Thank you for continuing to read my story and your continuous support and your opinion. Keep reading! It gets good, I think…
I am not a chipmunk: ITS MAGIC! Lol. Thanks for the review and I hope you keep reading!
Chapter 4
It was the next day and band practice had just ended. Zack had asked Freddy if he could stay and talk to him.
"Hey are you guys gonna stay here for a while or are you going to go?" Dewy asked.
"We're gonna stay here for a while, yeah?" Zack asked.
"Yeah that's fine, just lock up when you leave, I gotta go places." Dewy answered.
"Okay, but don't have too much fun." Freddy said with a wink. With that Dewy went out the door.
Zack went over, plopped down on the couch, and spoke.
"I can't believe the police said that there was nothing that could do."
"That isn't exactly what they said."
"Yeah, but its what they meant."
Freddy had wandered into the kitchen and now came back to the living room with a beer in each hand.
"Dude, do you want one?" Freddy said holding out a can.
"Freddy, you're like thirteen."
"Ill be fourteen in a little over a month."
"True" Zack replied. "But don't you think Dewy will notice he's missing some?"
"Zack, this is DEWY we're talking about."
"Also true" Zack said as he took the beer that was being offered to him.
"So if the police aren't going to find Summer, we are." Freddy said, completely changing the subject.
"Freddy! You do have a heart!" Zack said sarcastically.
"Yeah well, I'm starting to miss her. And where would our band be without its manager?"
Zack nodded in agreement.
"And she is pretty hot at times." He continues.
"There's the Freddy we all know and love."
"Don't worry, she's off limits to me."
"What are you talking about?"
"Oh I think you know."
A/N: and I am pretty sure at least one person is going to say SOMETHING about the whole beer thing, but just to clear things up, its not something that amazing and unusual for them. And if you think that there aren't 8th graders like that, then you are mistaken.
And also please review! I love reviews they are helpful to me and I don't know, it makes me feel like someone actually likes my story. and that is why right now I basically love ( not in a sexual way) Nanners-77 and I am not a chipmunk.
