Chapter 4: Secrets Revealed
Katie and Freddy were in non-speaking terms the following day. Katie was still enraged at Freddy. And Freddy was also furious, not quite sure why. He thought about jealousy for a second but he shook his head and refused to believe that he was feeling that way. As for band practice, it's getting better and better everyday and Dewey couldn't feel any happier about the results.
"All right! It's a wrap!" Dewey said in a director-like tone. "You guys are doin' good and I like it!"
"Great. Now, can we have lunch?" Freddy said impatiently. They have been practicing for 4 straight hours non-stop.
"Fine. One hour break!" Everyone went to Dewey's kitchen for a burger except for Katie who shyly approached Dewey.
"Er. . . Dewey. . ." Katie said with difficulty.
"What's up, posh?"
"Is it alright if . . ." Freddy pretended to be fixing up his drum set nearby, but he was actually trying to eavesdrop Katie and Dewey's conversation.
"Yeah?" Dewey said nicely.
"If someone. . . comes over this afternoon?" Freddy knew right away that she was talking about Michael. He felt heat rise up his face as he clutched his drumsticks in fury.
"Why?" Dewey asked looking puzzled.
"What now he wants to hang out with the band?" Freddy interrupted hotly as he stood up and made his way to the kitchen.
"You won't just give it up, won't you?" Katie shouted back. Dewey stared at Katie then to Freddy, with great confusion. Freddy turned his back to face Katie.
"Why were you even listening to us?" she added now walking towards Freddy.
"It's not my fault that your voices were loud enough for me to hear!"
Everyone stared at Katie and Freddy in silence.
"Look, why are you acting like this? You're being so stupid!"
"The only stupid person around here is you and your boyfriend!"
"Michael is not my boyfriend!"
"Hey, hey! What the hell is this?" Dewey said squeezing himself in between Freddy and Katie. Katie and Freddy remained silent.
"Freddy, you started it. You do the explaining." Dewey added.
Freddy stood there staring at the floor in silence. Dewey waited for an answer but Freddy made no sound.
"Okay. . ." Dewey said sarcastically for being 'ignored' by Freddy. "To your corners! NOW!"
It has always been a band rule (made by Dewey and Summer) that whoever fought without any particular reason had to spend an hour in two opposite corners of the room. One will be standing by the kitchen, and one by the window with lots of band stickers on it. Freddy stood by the kitchen and Katie stood by the window. There was actually a reason for Freddy fuming all over Katie; he just chose not to reveal it to everyone just yet.
An hour passed and the band went back to practice. Freddy sat by the drums, still angry. Katie was tuning up her bass a little bit harshly in annoyance. As she was doing this, she suddenly heard the sound of the doorbell. She knew quickly that it was Michael and before Gordon could answer the door she sprinted her way up to the door, with her bass still hanging over her shoulder.
"Gordon. . . I'll . . . get it." Katie said awkwardly as she held the doorknob before Gordon could reach it. Gordon nodded and went back to his laptop.
Katie took a deep breath then opened the door with a forced smile on her face. She was right. It was Michael.
"Hey. . ." Michael greeted handsomely.
"Hey. . .er. . .come in. . ." Katie said awkwardly as Michael stepped into the room.
"Nice place. . .you've got here." Michael said as he examined the room. Everyone stared at him in silence as if he was infected with some disease.
"Um. . . guys. . . er. . .this is my friend. . .Michael." Katie said uncomfortably. "Michael meet the band and the crew."
"Hi." Michael smiled at everyone. Dewey stared at him blankly.
"Hey. . ." Everyone said in unison as they again, busied themselves to what they were doing earlier.
"Dewey, he was the one I was talking to you about. He. . ." Katie paused, glancing at Michael then continued. "He wants to . . . to . . . watch . . . our rehearsal this afternoon."
Dewey stared at Michael perplexedly, his hand on his chin. Katie waited nervously for Dewey's response while Michael just stood there grinning carelessly.
"Okay. . . that's cool with me. . ." Dewey answered. "Just don't interrupt while we're playing alright. . ." Michael nodded.
"Alright, people!" Dewey said now facing the band. Katie quickly went to her position. "Let's kick it from the top. . .Highway to Hell. . ."
Michael put his bag down on the table in front of the band. He opened the zipper slowly, revealing a video camera. A hole as big as the camera's lens was cut out at the side of the bag that was focused towards the band. He quickly pressed the record button; the moment the band played the song's intro then closed his bag as hastily as he could. 'This is it.' Michael told himself, trying to hide a small grin on his face. He pulled a stool from the living room and placed it beside the table, sitting on it casually as he "cheered" for the band. He surely didn't want his bag lying there without guarding it. He'll get caught. His duty was almost complete and he didn't want to mess up the last minute. Soon, the song ended.
"Awesome work, guys! Freddy. . . you're hitting the cymbals hard. I know you're pissed but please don't try to pour out your anger on the drums. Other than that, it's perfect!" Dewey said in a business-like tone.
"You guys rock!" Michael said honestly.
"Thank You." Dewey said plainly giving Michael a quick look then facing the band again. "Okay. . . again from the top!"
This time Michael moved his bag in such a way that it was more focused on Zack. Slowly he pressed the "Zoom In" button for a closer and clearer view of Zack. He had a triumphant look on his face the moment he did this.
The moon was already up when band practice ended. Freddy stuffed his drumsticks inside his bag as he stared menacingly at Michael and Katie who were making their way out of the room. Zack and Freddy were ready to go but before they could step out of the room, Dewey called for Freddy.
"Freddy! Dude, come her for a sec." Dewey said doing a little finger gesture for him to come back inside.
"What's up?" Freddy walked back inside the room, with Zack following him.
"Dude. . . do you have a problem?" Dewey asked softly.
"No. . .why would I have a problem?" Freddy forced a smile.
Dewey stared at him not really convinced of his answer.
"It's this thing with Katie. . . You get so pissed whenever she's around. . . what's up with that?" Dewey asked.
"Yeah, dude." Zack joined in. "I mean, since this Michael guy came around and hung out with Katie. . .you get all. . .freaked out!"
Freddy remained silent. He was getting really obvious with his actions towards Katie that Dewey and Zack were able to notice. The three of them fell in deep silence. Zack was looking at Freddy with great eagerness, waiting for him to answer. Dewey stared at Freddy as if trying to figure something out. . . and after a while of thinking, a teasing smile ran over his face.
"Dude. . ." Dewey said trying hard not to laugh. "Are you having a crush on Katie?"
Zack broke into laughter. Dewey giggled along with him. Freddy was red in the ears with embarrassment as he punched Zack hard on the arm.
"Don't worry, dude. That's normal. . ." Dewey smiled trying to hide his laughter. "Having a little crush on someone is normal. . .there's nothing wrong about that." Zack was still laughing hard.
"Shut up, Zack!" Freddy snapped.
"I'm sorry, dude."
"Freddy, you don't have to get jealous of that. . . jerk!" Dewey said encouragingly. "You're tougher, cooler and hotter than he is! So just. . . ignore that ignoramus and focus on Katie, man! Try to be a little bit more nice to her okay?"
"Fine. . .Whatever." Freddy said lightening up a bit. "Just don't tell anyone Ok?" he added desperately.
"Check." Dewey said grinning.
Freddy and Zack left the room. Freddy felt a little bit lighter now that he was able to tell someone how he really felt. Zack teased Freddy more playfully than ever as they found themselves a seat inside the bus they usually took on the way home. Freddy stared outside the window as the bus passed by the grocery store, and his heart leapt with joy seeing Katie sitting on bench all alone playing with her bass. The image of Katie seemed to have frozen in Freddy's mind as he looked away from the window. He smiled at the thought of it. It was indeed a very tiring day and Freddy's eyes felt weak and soon he fell into peaceful sleep, the image of Katie swimming around his head.
End of Chapter 4
- Please Review! I'll be working on Chapter 5 really soon.
Katie and Freddy were in non-speaking terms the following day. Katie was still enraged at Freddy. And Freddy was also furious, not quite sure why. He thought about jealousy for a second but he shook his head and refused to believe that he was feeling that way. As for band practice, it's getting better and better everyday and Dewey couldn't feel any happier about the results.
"All right! It's a wrap!" Dewey said in a director-like tone. "You guys are doin' good and I like it!"
"Great. Now, can we have lunch?" Freddy said impatiently. They have been practicing for 4 straight hours non-stop.
"Fine. One hour break!" Everyone went to Dewey's kitchen for a burger except for Katie who shyly approached Dewey.
"Er. . . Dewey. . ." Katie said with difficulty.
"What's up, posh?"
"Is it alright if . . ." Freddy pretended to be fixing up his drum set nearby, but he was actually trying to eavesdrop Katie and Dewey's conversation.
"Yeah?" Dewey said nicely.
"If someone. . . comes over this afternoon?" Freddy knew right away that she was talking about Michael. He felt heat rise up his face as he clutched his drumsticks in fury.
"Why?" Dewey asked looking puzzled.
"What now he wants to hang out with the band?" Freddy interrupted hotly as he stood up and made his way to the kitchen.
"You won't just give it up, won't you?" Katie shouted back. Dewey stared at Katie then to Freddy, with great confusion. Freddy turned his back to face Katie.
"Why were you even listening to us?" she added now walking towards Freddy.
"It's not my fault that your voices were loud enough for me to hear!"
Everyone stared at Katie and Freddy in silence.
"Look, why are you acting like this? You're being so stupid!"
"The only stupid person around here is you and your boyfriend!"
"Michael is not my boyfriend!"
"Hey, hey! What the hell is this?" Dewey said squeezing himself in between Freddy and Katie. Katie and Freddy remained silent.
"Freddy, you started it. You do the explaining." Dewey added.
Freddy stood there staring at the floor in silence. Dewey waited for an answer but Freddy made no sound.
"Okay. . ." Dewey said sarcastically for being 'ignored' by Freddy. "To your corners! NOW!"
It has always been a band rule (made by Dewey and Summer) that whoever fought without any particular reason had to spend an hour in two opposite corners of the room. One will be standing by the kitchen, and one by the window with lots of band stickers on it. Freddy stood by the kitchen and Katie stood by the window. There was actually a reason for Freddy fuming all over Katie; he just chose not to reveal it to everyone just yet.
An hour passed and the band went back to practice. Freddy sat by the drums, still angry. Katie was tuning up her bass a little bit harshly in annoyance. As she was doing this, she suddenly heard the sound of the doorbell. She knew quickly that it was Michael and before Gordon could answer the door she sprinted her way up to the door, with her bass still hanging over her shoulder.
"Gordon. . . I'll . . . get it." Katie said awkwardly as she held the doorknob before Gordon could reach it. Gordon nodded and went back to his laptop.
Katie took a deep breath then opened the door with a forced smile on her face. She was right. It was Michael.
"Hey. . ." Michael greeted handsomely.
"Hey. . .er. . .come in. . ." Katie said awkwardly as Michael stepped into the room.
"Nice place. . .you've got here." Michael said as he examined the room. Everyone stared at him in silence as if he was infected with some disease.
"Um. . . guys. . . er. . .this is my friend. . .Michael." Katie said uncomfortably. "Michael meet the band and the crew."
"Hi." Michael smiled at everyone. Dewey stared at him blankly.
"Hey. . ." Everyone said in unison as they again, busied themselves to what they were doing earlier.
"Dewey, he was the one I was talking to you about. He. . ." Katie paused, glancing at Michael then continued. "He wants to . . . to . . . watch . . . our rehearsal this afternoon."
Dewey stared at Michael perplexedly, his hand on his chin. Katie waited nervously for Dewey's response while Michael just stood there grinning carelessly.
"Okay. . . that's cool with me. . ." Dewey answered. "Just don't interrupt while we're playing alright. . ." Michael nodded.
"Alright, people!" Dewey said now facing the band. Katie quickly went to her position. "Let's kick it from the top. . .Highway to Hell. . ."
Michael put his bag down on the table in front of the band. He opened the zipper slowly, revealing a video camera. A hole as big as the camera's lens was cut out at the side of the bag that was focused towards the band. He quickly pressed the record button; the moment the band played the song's intro then closed his bag as hastily as he could. 'This is it.' Michael told himself, trying to hide a small grin on his face. He pulled a stool from the living room and placed it beside the table, sitting on it casually as he "cheered" for the band. He surely didn't want his bag lying there without guarding it. He'll get caught. His duty was almost complete and he didn't want to mess up the last minute. Soon, the song ended.
"Awesome work, guys! Freddy. . . you're hitting the cymbals hard. I know you're pissed but please don't try to pour out your anger on the drums. Other than that, it's perfect!" Dewey said in a business-like tone.
"You guys rock!" Michael said honestly.
"Thank You." Dewey said plainly giving Michael a quick look then facing the band again. "Okay. . . again from the top!"
This time Michael moved his bag in such a way that it was more focused on Zack. Slowly he pressed the "Zoom In" button for a closer and clearer view of Zack. He had a triumphant look on his face the moment he did this.
The moon was already up when band practice ended. Freddy stuffed his drumsticks inside his bag as he stared menacingly at Michael and Katie who were making their way out of the room. Zack and Freddy were ready to go but before they could step out of the room, Dewey called for Freddy.
"Freddy! Dude, come her for a sec." Dewey said doing a little finger gesture for him to come back inside.
"What's up?" Freddy walked back inside the room, with Zack following him.
"Dude. . . do you have a problem?" Dewey asked softly.
"No. . .why would I have a problem?" Freddy forced a smile.
Dewey stared at him not really convinced of his answer.
"It's this thing with Katie. . . You get so pissed whenever she's around. . . what's up with that?" Dewey asked.
"Yeah, dude." Zack joined in. "I mean, since this Michael guy came around and hung out with Katie. . .you get all. . .freaked out!"
Freddy remained silent. He was getting really obvious with his actions towards Katie that Dewey and Zack were able to notice. The three of them fell in deep silence. Zack was looking at Freddy with great eagerness, waiting for him to answer. Dewey stared at Freddy as if trying to figure something out. . . and after a while of thinking, a teasing smile ran over his face.
"Dude. . ." Dewey said trying hard not to laugh. "Are you having a crush on Katie?"
Zack broke into laughter. Dewey giggled along with him. Freddy was red in the ears with embarrassment as he punched Zack hard on the arm.
"Don't worry, dude. That's normal. . ." Dewey smiled trying to hide his laughter. "Having a little crush on someone is normal. . .there's nothing wrong about that." Zack was still laughing hard.
"Shut up, Zack!" Freddy snapped.
"I'm sorry, dude."
"Freddy, you don't have to get jealous of that. . . jerk!" Dewey said encouragingly. "You're tougher, cooler and hotter than he is! So just. . . ignore that ignoramus and focus on Katie, man! Try to be a little bit more nice to her okay?"
"Fine. . .Whatever." Freddy said lightening up a bit. "Just don't tell anyone Ok?" he added desperately.
"Check." Dewey said grinning.
Freddy and Zack left the room. Freddy felt a little bit lighter now that he was able to tell someone how he really felt. Zack teased Freddy more playfully than ever as they found themselves a seat inside the bus they usually took on the way home. Freddy stared outside the window as the bus passed by the grocery store, and his heart leapt with joy seeing Katie sitting on bench all alone playing with her bass. The image of Katie seemed to have frozen in Freddy's mind as he looked away from the window. He smiled at the thought of it. It was indeed a very tiring day and Freddy's eyes felt weak and soon he fell into peaceful sleep, the image of Katie swimming around his head.
End of Chapter 4
- Please Review! I'll be working on Chapter 5 really soon.