Dewey Finn and the rest of his band got ready and were to meet at his apartment at eleven am. The Humane had to meet much earlier than that. They had a plan to put into action.

Carla had called Mrs. Ross that night to set everything up. The girls were to meet at eight a.m. and get the spare key from the top of the doorframe. Then they would sneak up to Ashlyn's room, grab her, and drag her back to Carla's. Things didn't run smoothly. Zoey showed up late and had taken her parent's car; it had no muffler so the noise woke Ashlyn up.

"What the crap?"

"Get in," Carla said gesturing to the car.

"I'm out, remember? I left," said Ashlyn, her voice wavering a little bit. Ashlyn only had her band, seeing how clueless her parents were Ashlyn could all but die without them noticing. That is, unless, her friends called attention to her by making noise or spilling something on the tattered carpet that covered most of Ashlyn's 2 story, 3 bedroom house. She wanted to be back in the band, but she was never one to admit when she was wrong.

"We don't care! Get in the damn car!" said Zoey.

"Can I get dressed first?"

"Fine, do your hair and makeup in the car, but hurry up! We are going to be late!" Five minutes later Ashlyn was in the car wearing a short black skirt, crimson corset top, and her low tops. Ashlyn's style complemented the band, as Carla, Mandy, and Zoey wore virtually the same thing in different colors.

"Nice," said Carla. Ashlyn raised her eyebrows and smirked as if saying 'I know'. Zoey drove while Mandy helped Ashlyn with her knotted hair. "Mandy, just put it in a bun and let curls hang in her face, you have no choice," sighed Carla exasperatedly.

"Fine, and Ashlyn, since you are a big girl, can we trust you to put on your makeup?" said Zoey in a baby voice.

"Ha ha HA. I'm not that incompetent." Zoey sped along the freeway, and slammed her foot on the brake when traffic backed up. Because of this, Ashlyn's eyeliner ran the length of her face.

"Sorry y'all," said Zoey in her watered down southern accent. Ashlyn paid her no attention; she was trying to get the eyeliner off her face. "Great, just great! Jones will mock me forever." Mandy looked at Carla and they shared a smile.

"Why do you care?" asked Carla.

"Because having Jones having dirt on you is terrible, he never forgets."

"Is it that? OR are you just trying to look good for the young mister Jones?" suggested Mandy.

"Oh, Ashlyn's got herself a boy toy? I'm jealous," said Zoey from the front seat.

"Come off it, you guys. Jones and I are just enemies, that's it," reasoned Ashlyn as they pulled into the parking lot.

"Josie is meeting us here?" asked Zoey. Josie Perez was the keyboardist, who had happened to land herself detention all week, including that Saturday. Because of these circumstances she had missed both rehearsals that week, and she had detentions till 11 am. So she promised to meet her band mates at the festival, but Josie was notorious for lying and being late. So all the girls were surprised to see her on time.

"Hola chicas," called Josie, her black waves bouncing as she ran to meet them.

"You're early?" said Ashlyn disbelievingly.

"That's funny, cause usually it's Carla scowling at me saying 'you're late'," Josie replied, rolling her chocolate brown eyes. "My mom does that to 'Josephine, I cannot believe you are late'," said Josie mocking her mother's thick Spanish accent. They all laughed, causing people to look up and stare, specifically Dewey Finn.

Dewey looked up from the guitar he was strumming to look at the girls making all the noise. One had red hair that fanned around her, one was obviously Spanish: her dark skin, eyes and hair was a dead give away, one had fierce green eyes and hair that looked like chocolate, another girl had platinum blonde hair, fair skin and the bluest eyes anyone had ever seen. The last girl standing there seemed to be different, she laughed the loudest, her blonde curls bouncing (at least the free ones were), her gray eyes were defiant, even as she laughed jovially; she seemed familiar. That was when he saw it, the girls stood next to a car that had a bumper sticker that said 'Support the HUMANE' and it looked like someone cut out the 'society part'. These girls were the humane; Dewey called for Freddy. "Freddy! Freddy, it's your little girlfriend."

"Dewey, man, that's sick."

"She's pretty man, you were right."

"Too bad she's such a bitch," said Freddy smugly.

Ashlyn had noticed a guy watching her, and she saw him call out for someone. She hadn't heard who, but she didn't need to. For it wasn't long until Freddy Jones stood by the man and started talking to him. Now, none of Ashlyn's band mates (with the exception of Zoey) had ever seen him before, so they were shocked when a blonde shaggy haired boy dressed in an AC DC shirt was staring at their guitar player. "Freddy Jones," said Ashlyn simply.

"Mm, he is cute," said Zoey.

"He's checkin' you out Ash," urged Josie.

"More like glaring with hatred in his eyes," Ashlyn supplied.

"You are so blind to think he doesn't like you," Carla said solemnly.

"Is that her Freddy?" asked Tomika and Alicia.

"If by her you mean Freddy's lover, then yeah it's her," said Dewey menacingly.

"Shut up Dewey! I hate her," roared Freddy.

"I think we should go talk to Ashlyn, right guys?" suggested Dewey. Everyone but Freddy agreed.

"Ashy, he's bringing his band over," said Zoey.

"Aww, how cute! You're like meeting the in-laws!" teased Josie.

"Watch it Perez, I might have to kill you," said Ashlyn irritably.

Just as Josie was about to respond, Dewey walked over and said "Dewey Finn, School of Rock."

"Pleasure, Ashlyn Ross, The Humane. That's Zoey, Mandy, Josie, and Carla."

"Nice to meet you girls," said Dewey, he then went on to introduce his band mates, "and last but not least- oh wait, you know Freddy, don't you?"

"We've met briefly. Listen, we have our rehearsal set like, now, so we have to leave," said Ashlyn getting uncomfortable. "But can I talk to Jones for just one minute?" Freddy cocked an eyebrow. "Been talking about me?"

"Oh, right, like you haven't talked about me, your band mates were about to piss their pants they thought this was so funny." Once he said that, Ashlyn glared at him, and walked away.