Authors notes: I'm only doing this because I'm sad, bored, and pretending
to myself that this is helping to develop my writing skills. I don't own
anything except maybe a semblance of the plot.
I also love and adore Lawrence, and if you want to know why he doesn't get a mention in this chapter, I can tell you- he's either fallen through a plot hole or he's too passive to approach Zack about.........stuff
Thanks heaps to my reviewers. All the 'Zac's have been changed to 'Zack's, sorry about that, and the 'Freddie's to 'Freddy's. You guys are awesome, especially Swimmierkitti- you're a champ And now, the chapter!
CHAPTER TWO
'Leave your homework with me for correction please', called the teacher as the class filed out the door. It was time for recess. Marta and Alicia were the first to bounce out, ditzy beribboned pigtails swinging in the breeze they created, and soon most of the class was out of the room, except for Katie, Freddy and Zack.
'Come on man, we need to do some serious talking', Freddy said. Katie nodded in agreement.
'Zack, don't expect us to believe that bullshit story you fed us about having more time for schoolwork.'
'Would you children please leave the room so that I can lock up?' asked the teacher, Mrs. Harrison, the most awful old bat to ever stalk the hallways of Horace Green.
'Sure, Miss. I just have one favour to ask', said Katie in her most innocent girly voice.
'Yes?'
'We don't like being referred to as children, Miss. We find it rude and insulting. Perhaps you could just call us by our names or talk to us the way you'd talk to another adult?' Katie said, formal and with steel eyes and voice.
'Oh...well...', said Mrs. Harrison, taken aback.
'Thanks Mrs. Harrison. We really appreciate it', said Freddy to her as the three of the left the room.
'Jeez, you really stuck it to her then', muttered Zack, semi-sarcastic.
'Hey, shut up, man', said Freddy. 'We're here to talk about you.'
'Why'd you quit? You know we can't have a band without a guitar', said Katie sharply.
'I didn't have...'
'No shit about having no time for homework, cause I refuse to believe that crap', said Freddy.
'Dude...' began Zack. 'Look, fine ok. It's my Dad.'
'Knew it', said Katie smugly.
'He made me quit at the end of the year. He said...he said a lot of shit man, but the breakdown is that it was barely ok for me to do it last year, and this year was right off.'
'Didn't he have like a massive change of heart?'
'Nah, he just didn't want to look majorly uptight in front of all the other parents. He was fuming when he got me home.'
'But you can't just quit the band. We need you man', said Freddy. It was the first time Zack had really been needed. 'Can't you just sneak off anyway?'
'He notices. If I come home an hour late, he's going to know something's going on. If I come home an hour late the same day every week...he's not stupid.'
'Nah, he's just thick', said Katie. She was annoyed now. Zack couldn't tell at who- him or his father. He shrugged in a gesture of hopelessness. The three of them stood in silence for a while. It didn't really seem like there was much they could do. Sticking it to the Man was one thing, but sticking it to Zack's dad...that was different.
Please please review, it only takes a couple of secs (unless you have my internet, which is the slowest thing since dinosaurs). Flames will be used to set their owners on fire.
I also love and adore Lawrence, and if you want to know why he doesn't get a mention in this chapter, I can tell you- he's either fallen through a plot hole or he's too passive to approach Zack about.........stuff
Thanks heaps to my reviewers. All the 'Zac's have been changed to 'Zack's, sorry about that, and the 'Freddie's to 'Freddy's. You guys are awesome, especially Swimmierkitti- you're a champ And now, the chapter!
CHAPTER TWO
'Leave your homework with me for correction please', called the teacher as the class filed out the door. It was time for recess. Marta and Alicia were the first to bounce out, ditzy beribboned pigtails swinging in the breeze they created, and soon most of the class was out of the room, except for Katie, Freddy and Zack.
'Come on man, we need to do some serious talking', Freddy said. Katie nodded in agreement.
'Zack, don't expect us to believe that bullshit story you fed us about having more time for schoolwork.'
'Would you children please leave the room so that I can lock up?' asked the teacher, Mrs. Harrison, the most awful old bat to ever stalk the hallways of Horace Green.
'Sure, Miss. I just have one favour to ask', said Katie in her most innocent girly voice.
'Yes?'
'We don't like being referred to as children, Miss. We find it rude and insulting. Perhaps you could just call us by our names or talk to us the way you'd talk to another adult?' Katie said, formal and with steel eyes and voice.
'Oh...well...', said Mrs. Harrison, taken aback.
'Thanks Mrs. Harrison. We really appreciate it', said Freddy to her as the three of the left the room.
'Jeez, you really stuck it to her then', muttered Zack, semi-sarcastic.
'Hey, shut up, man', said Freddy. 'We're here to talk about you.'
'Why'd you quit? You know we can't have a band without a guitar', said Katie sharply.
'I didn't have...'
'No shit about having no time for homework, cause I refuse to believe that crap', said Freddy.
'Dude...' began Zack. 'Look, fine ok. It's my Dad.'
'Knew it', said Katie smugly.
'He made me quit at the end of the year. He said...he said a lot of shit man, but the breakdown is that it was barely ok for me to do it last year, and this year was right off.'
'Didn't he have like a massive change of heart?'
'Nah, he just didn't want to look majorly uptight in front of all the other parents. He was fuming when he got me home.'
'But you can't just quit the band. We need you man', said Freddy. It was the first time Zack had really been needed. 'Can't you just sneak off anyway?'
'He notices. If I come home an hour late, he's going to know something's going on. If I come home an hour late the same day every week...he's not stupid.'
'Nah, he's just thick', said Katie. She was annoyed now. Zack couldn't tell at who- him or his father. He shrugged in a gesture of hopelessness. The three of them stood in silence for a while. It didn't really seem like there was much they could do. Sticking it to the Man was one thing, but sticking it to Zack's dad...that was different.
Please please review, it only takes a couple of secs (unless you have my internet, which is the slowest thing since dinosaurs). Flames will be used to set their owners on fire.