Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters (I'm not that awesome lol).

Haven't updated in such a long time… lol haha enjoy!

Chapter 4: Waiting room

They rushed Dewey to the hospital emergency room. The doctors from there carried him off and all Freddy, Zach, Summer, Katie, Tomika, Marta, and Lawrence could do was watch. Dewey rolled off.

"Excuse me, if you'd please take a seat in the waiting room, we'll be right with you with news about your friend," said a nurse pointing them to a seat right outside a room that Dewey was in. Just then Ned rushed in. "I heard what happened. This is terrible."

They all sat down and Zach was up pacing.

"Please dude you're making me nervous," Freddy a little annoyed.

"I don't care," Zach said looking to the ground still pacing. Not slowing down. He knew this wasn't helping anything. What was he doing?

"Dude none of us are happy about this but you don't need to pace back and forth. PLEASE, dude STOP!"

"Listen I can do whatever I want to Jones," Zach still didn't know what he was doing. He was blinded.

"Hey stop," Lawrence finally budded in saying probably the only thing he said all night.

"Yes please. You're helping nobody," Tomika said. Everyone saw her point. They all sat down. Just then a nurse came.

"Listen," the nurse said, "your friend's not looking to good. We can allow one visitor at this point. He did say he wanted to talk with somebody. Zach Mooneyham?" the nurse said even thought it sounded like a question.

He stood up. "That's me."

"Follow me," the nurse said and she went in.

Zach looked at Dewey. He looked awful. Zach always knew Dewey as the guy who was always there for them. He was the outgoing band leader. Seeing Dewey like this made Zach uncomfortable.

"Hey Zach," Dewey said weakly. Zach couldn't do anything but nod. "How are you doing buddy?" Zach felt real uncomfortable and sad. "Listen I wanted you here 'cuz I wanted to tell you something. You guys are all so awesome. You guys are the best thing that ever happened to me and I mean that. And you man, you've inspired me as a guitarist and as a rocker but mostly as a person so much. I wish I was like you when I was your age. Tell the kids all this when I'm gone."

Zach interrupted, "No. You're not going anywhere. Please. You have to stay with us. You'll be out of here and we'll go to your place, and we'll play just like we did. Nothing will change." Zach started to cry and sob. He couldn't help it. This was DEWEY!

"Listen let's be realistic. I'm dying." Dewey started to cough. "please…" it started to get worse. The doctors started to come in. He was gagging.

"What? Please tell me…" Zach said in desperation.

"Keep School of…" cough cough weez gag… "School of Rock alive."

"Dewey sure. Of course. But you'll be here the whole time with us. Dewey?"

Zach looked at his heart rate. It was getting weaker. The doctors were frantic. One started to try to push Zach out but Zach struggled.

"No! Dewey! Please don't leave us. You have to be with us. We're the school of rock. You started us." Zach said sobbing and yelling and struggling. No response. He neared the door and saw the dreaded, a straight line on the monitor. Dewey… was… gone.

Hope you liked it. There's one more chapter coming. So… to be continued I guess. TUNE IN :P:D