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Chapter 13: Roses and Tapes
"Again! From the top!" Summer said, standing in front of the band, arms crossed. It was a Tuesday morning and Dewey went out for a while and as band manager, it was Summer's duty to take over and see to it that the band rehearsed.
"Oh c'mon, Summer! I just missed one chord!" Zack complained.
"I said no mistakes! From the top." Summer said bossily.
"Dewey was never strict to us!" Katie said.
"Look, I'm band manager. As long as Dewey's not yet here, I'm the person in charge. Okay? Now do as I say. From the top."
Zack rolled his eyes and sourly, they started all over again from the top. This time they got it all right. It was quite surprising since it was only yesterday they learned the song. They sounded as if they've been playing it for years.
"That's more like it!" Summer smiled. "Okay. I'll give you a. . .10 minute break."
"10 minutes only? We've been playing our ass off here for 4 straight hours!" Freddy protested.
"Fine. Make it 15. No more extensions!" Summer said, pointing her index finger firmly to Freddy.
Freddy rolled his eyes and walked towards the kitchen, opening the fridge looking for something to eat.
"You were great, Zack." Eleni said proudly as Zack sat next to her on the sofa.
"Oh. . .ah. . .Thanks." Zack blushed. Katie stared at Zack warily.
"Am I missing anything here?" Katie asked.
"What? Er. . .no. No." Zack blushed even more. Katie grinned.
The doorbell rang and Billy rushed to the door. He quickly came back, carrying a bouquet of roses.
"For you." Billy handed the bouquet to Katie. Katie looked puzzled.
"Here's the card. It's from Michael." Billy said giving the card to Katie. Katie opened the card to read its contents but before she could even start Summer snatched the card from her.
"Dear, Katie." Summer read aloud. "Hope this reaches you on time. I'm looking forward to seeing you again. Sincerely, Michael."
"Give me that!" Katie grabbed the card from Summer. Aside from the unexpected flower delivery sent to her by Michael, the fact that Freddy was there, hearing the contents of the card as read aloud by Summer, made her feel panicky. Katie seemed to be more concerned about how Freddy would react.
"First the over-the-radio-serenade. Now this. He's in love with you." Marta said.
"He's a stalker. He's obviously stalking, Katie." Freddy said decisively. Katie was surprised not hearing an irritable, sarcastic answer from Freddy. It seemed that Freddy was true to his word about his promise.
"As if you're not!." Zack teased. Freddy threw a pillow at Zack, which landed straight on his face. Alicia and Tomika giggled while Freddy slouched on his seat, blushing.
"Hey guys, what's up?!" Dewey just came in. He looked hyped up.
"I gave them a 15 minute break. Which will end in about 5 minutes." Summer said.
"So what happened?" Zack asked eagerly.
"Well. . .I went to the meeting. All front men were present. And we'll be performing fifth this Saturday." Dewey said by the kitchen, opening a can of root beer.
"Alright. Not bad." Alicia said.
"Competition starts at 5:00. Be here an hour earlier. If we win first place we'll be receiving $20,000 in cash." Dewey said casually, emphasizing the word 'cash'. "Plus, Friday night gigs in Hard Rock Café."
"Sweet!" Freddy and Zack said. Katie smiled delightfully.
"The competition will be televised so. . .we should really make a good performance 'cause surely we don't want to be humiliated in front of millions of people. Anymore questions? Good. Let's rock!"
The band took their positions and jammed all day long. Everyone was really enjoying the music and was really determined to win finals.
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"Katie did you bring my Yeah Yeah Yeahs CD?" Summer said, approaching Katie who was putting her bass inside the leather guitar case. After hours of tiring but enjoyable rehearsals, Dewey finally dismissed everyone.
"Oh. . .wait. . .I'll try to find it. . ." Katie emptied her backpack (which was filled with a lot of unnecessary but interesting things), the contents of it, now all scattered on the center table by the living room.
"What's that?" Summer pointed at the video tape which was among the scattered objects.
"Nothing. Just don't mind it." Katie said, still trying to look for Summer's CD.
"I can't believe you forgot to bring it! My cousin is so going to kill me!" Summer ranted.
"Katie! Honey! Are you all set? Let's go now." Mrs. Brown stood by the door, smiling at her daughter.
"Mom! You're here early. Ah . . .let me fix my stuff first!" Katie hastily placed her things inside her backpack, zipped up her guitar case and rushed towards the door to her mom.
"Katie wait!" Summer said, running outside the room trying to catch up with her friend.
"I'll go on ahead, dude. See ya!" Zack punched Freddy playfully on the arm and left with Eleni, who was waiting for him by the door.
Freddy swung his backpack over his shoulder, but before he could turn to the door and leave, he found himself staring at something on the center table.
"Cool!" Freddy said as he held the Filth and the Fury tape on his hand, looking at it with great amazement. "Dude! Can I borrow this?" he waved the tape at Dewey.
"Whatever. Take it." Dewey said carelessly, as he continued talking to someone on the phone.
Freddy grinned, and hurriedly he left the apartment.
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Katie lay down on her bed, feeling exhausted and drowsy. It was indeed one of the most tiring days of band rehearsals. She hasn't seen Michael for two days and she has wanted to talk to him. Whenever she thought of Michael nowadays, she felt different. A sudden chill rushes down her spine and her heart beats in an unusual kind of way. She bit her lip as she stared on the smooth ceiling. 'Damn. . .this shouldn't be happening. I tried to avoid it.' she told herself. She closed her eyes, drowning in deep thought until. . .
RRRIIINNNG!!!
Katie jumped up in shock as the phone rang. She rolled her eyes in annoyance and answered.
"Hello?" Katie said.
"Katie! I need the CD tomorrow pronto! Got it? Bye. See you tomorrow."
Katie hung up the phone irritably at the thought of Summer. 'I was having a good daydream' she told herself as she got Summer's CD on top of her study table. She opened up her backpack, but before stuffing the CD inside it, a look of alarm was drawn all over her face.
"Oh shit!"
The video tape wasn't there.
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Freddy sat back relaxingly on the sofa in his room with a bowl of popcorn on his lap as he finally pressed the play button on the remote control of his VCR. Sex Pistols was his favorite band of all time and he has been dying to see the Filth and the Fury for ages. He munched popcorn happily as he waited for something to show on the TV screen. He got a bit impatient and just as he was about to hit the fast forward button, his mouth fell open at what came up the screen.
"Hey Katie, erm. . .yeah. . .It's me." Michael was smiling nervously at the camera.
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"Summer, you saw the tape right? Didn't you notice me putting it inside my bag? How can it be gone? Of all the things to lose, why does it have to be that one!" Katie ranted over the phone.
"Why are you so panicky? It's just a video tape. You probably left it in the apartment. Call Dewey. He might have seen it." Summer said casually.
"I already called but no one's answering the goddamn phone!" Katie said angrily.
"Katie, chill out alright? What's the big deal? I mean, is there something in that video tape so. . .confidential?"
"Yes." Katie said more calmly now.
"Look, it's going to be alright. Let's talk about this tomorrow. Don't bug yourself thinking about it. Goodnight." Summer hung up.
Katie lay down on her bed hopelessly, covering her face with a pillow. 'If someone has it right now, please let it be not Freddy,'
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"Well. . .you might have thought that it's really the Filth and the Fury in the tape but. . .you got it all wrong obviously." Freddy so wanted to hit the stop button on the remote control not only because of annoyance but also because he felt that he was invading Katie's privacy. But at the same time he wanted to see and hear what Michael has to say. He chose the latter of course.
"Um, it's really hard talking to a camera, trying to imagine that it's you but I think that this is the only way I could talk to you. . .with you listening to what I have to say. I don't want to end up getting kicked on the knee again so. . .this is my only option." Michael smiled. Freddy scowled.
"I want to say sorry. Okay, I know that I lied to you and your band and I have said a lot of cruel things to you. But after that, I had this weird feeling. Especially when I pass by the grocery store. It wasn't normal. Then I realized that there was something missing and I knew that it was you although I tried to deny it a lot of times. It's quite hard dealing with it knowing that I have done something terrible. So luckily I saw you, almost getting attacked by two wackos and I saved you but you slapped me on the face in return. It's alright I mean, I understood what that meant. You completely hate me. And I'm not going to argue with that. But please, if you could give me another chance."
Freddy rolled his eyes and for the second time he attempted to stop the video but he had this urge to hear more of Michael's speech.
"Just want to let you know that I already quit the band. I'm moving to London this Saturday. I'm not sure if I can still come to watch the Finals but I wish you good luck and if ever I come, I'll be cheering for you guys. Honestly! And that's why before I leave I was wondering if we could talk. . .in person. Same place? I still have a lot of things to say to you. Have you heard me over the radio? You have no idea how embarrassing that was." Michael smiled. "But I thought it was one of the good ways of. . .getting back to you. So, whether you liked it or not, I'm still happy for singing that song for you. And. . .again I'm so sorry for everything. I hope you could forgive me. Or if not, it's alright. If you're still angry it's fine with me just please let me talk to you in person. You can beat the hell out of me if you want to, just please try and come see me. I want to see you. Badly. I miss talking to you. And most especially I miss you. So please----- -"
Freddy irritably pushed the stop button, stuffing the video tape in its case and threw it harshly inside his bag. 'Great. Just great' he told himself. How he wished that he didn't watch the tape instead.
End of Chapter 13
Please Review. Thank you so much!
Hey. . .everyone! Thanks for your reviews. I really appreciate it. ('',)
Chapter 13: Roses and Tapes
"Again! From the top!" Summer said, standing in front of the band, arms crossed. It was a Tuesday morning and Dewey went out for a while and as band manager, it was Summer's duty to take over and see to it that the band rehearsed.
"Oh c'mon, Summer! I just missed one chord!" Zack complained.
"I said no mistakes! From the top." Summer said bossily.
"Dewey was never strict to us!" Katie said.
"Look, I'm band manager. As long as Dewey's not yet here, I'm the person in charge. Okay? Now do as I say. From the top."
Zack rolled his eyes and sourly, they started all over again from the top. This time they got it all right. It was quite surprising since it was only yesterday they learned the song. They sounded as if they've been playing it for years.
"That's more like it!" Summer smiled. "Okay. I'll give you a. . .10 minute break."
"10 minutes only? We've been playing our ass off here for 4 straight hours!" Freddy protested.
"Fine. Make it 15. No more extensions!" Summer said, pointing her index finger firmly to Freddy.
Freddy rolled his eyes and walked towards the kitchen, opening the fridge looking for something to eat.
"You were great, Zack." Eleni said proudly as Zack sat next to her on the sofa.
"Oh. . .ah. . .Thanks." Zack blushed. Katie stared at Zack warily.
"Am I missing anything here?" Katie asked.
"What? Er. . .no. No." Zack blushed even more. Katie grinned.
The doorbell rang and Billy rushed to the door. He quickly came back, carrying a bouquet of roses.
"For you." Billy handed the bouquet to Katie. Katie looked puzzled.
"Here's the card. It's from Michael." Billy said giving the card to Katie. Katie opened the card to read its contents but before she could even start Summer snatched the card from her.
"Dear, Katie." Summer read aloud. "Hope this reaches you on time. I'm looking forward to seeing you again. Sincerely, Michael."
"Give me that!" Katie grabbed the card from Summer. Aside from the unexpected flower delivery sent to her by Michael, the fact that Freddy was there, hearing the contents of the card as read aloud by Summer, made her feel panicky. Katie seemed to be more concerned about how Freddy would react.
"First the over-the-radio-serenade. Now this. He's in love with you." Marta said.
"He's a stalker. He's obviously stalking, Katie." Freddy said decisively. Katie was surprised not hearing an irritable, sarcastic answer from Freddy. It seemed that Freddy was true to his word about his promise.
"As if you're not!." Zack teased. Freddy threw a pillow at Zack, which landed straight on his face. Alicia and Tomika giggled while Freddy slouched on his seat, blushing.
"Hey guys, what's up?!" Dewey just came in. He looked hyped up.
"I gave them a 15 minute break. Which will end in about 5 minutes." Summer said.
"So what happened?" Zack asked eagerly.
"Well. . .I went to the meeting. All front men were present. And we'll be performing fifth this Saturday." Dewey said by the kitchen, opening a can of root beer.
"Alright. Not bad." Alicia said.
"Competition starts at 5:00. Be here an hour earlier. If we win first place we'll be receiving $20,000 in cash." Dewey said casually, emphasizing the word 'cash'. "Plus, Friday night gigs in Hard Rock Café."
"Sweet!" Freddy and Zack said. Katie smiled delightfully.
"The competition will be televised so. . .we should really make a good performance 'cause surely we don't want to be humiliated in front of millions of people. Anymore questions? Good. Let's rock!"
The band took their positions and jammed all day long. Everyone was really enjoying the music and was really determined to win finals.
-------------------------
"Katie did you bring my Yeah Yeah Yeahs CD?" Summer said, approaching Katie who was putting her bass inside the leather guitar case. After hours of tiring but enjoyable rehearsals, Dewey finally dismissed everyone.
"Oh. . .wait. . .I'll try to find it. . ." Katie emptied her backpack (which was filled with a lot of unnecessary but interesting things), the contents of it, now all scattered on the center table by the living room.
"What's that?" Summer pointed at the video tape which was among the scattered objects.
"Nothing. Just don't mind it." Katie said, still trying to look for Summer's CD.
"I can't believe you forgot to bring it! My cousin is so going to kill me!" Summer ranted.
"Katie! Honey! Are you all set? Let's go now." Mrs. Brown stood by the door, smiling at her daughter.
"Mom! You're here early. Ah . . .let me fix my stuff first!" Katie hastily placed her things inside her backpack, zipped up her guitar case and rushed towards the door to her mom.
"Katie wait!" Summer said, running outside the room trying to catch up with her friend.
"I'll go on ahead, dude. See ya!" Zack punched Freddy playfully on the arm and left with Eleni, who was waiting for him by the door.
Freddy swung his backpack over his shoulder, but before he could turn to the door and leave, he found himself staring at something on the center table.
"Cool!" Freddy said as he held the Filth and the Fury tape on his hand, looking at it with great amazement. "Dude! Can I borrow this?" he waved the tape at Dewey.
"Whatever. Take it." Dewey said carelessly, as he continued talking to someone on the phone.
Freddy grinned, and hurriedly he left the apartment.
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Katie lay down on her bed, feeling exhausted and drowsy. It was indeed one of the most tiring days of band rehearsals. She hasn't seen Michael for two days and she has wanted to talk to him. Whenever she thought of Michael nowadays, she felt different. A sudden chill rushes down her spine and her heart beats in an unusual kind of way. She bit her lip as she stared on the smooth ceiling. 'Damn. . .this shouldn't be happening. I tried to avoid it.' she told herself. She closed her eyes, drowning in deep thought until. . .
RRRIIINNNG!!!
Katie jumped up in shock as the phone rang. She rolled her eyes in annoyance and answered.
"Hello?" Katie said.
"Katie! I need the CD tomorrow pronto! Got it? Bye. See you tomorrow."
Katie hung up the phone irritably at the thought of Summer. 'I was having a good daydream' she told herself as she got Summer's CD on top of her study table. She opened up her backpack, but before stuffing the CD inside it, a look of alarm was drawn all over her face.
"Oh shit!"
The video tape wasn't there.
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Freddy sat back relaxingly on the sofa in his room with a bowl of popcorn on his lap as he finally pressed the play button on the remote control of his VCR. Sex Pistols was his favorite band of all time and he has been dying to see the Filth and the Fury for ages. He munched popcorn happily as he waited for something to show on the TV screen. He got a bit impatient and just as he was about to hit the fast forward button, his mouth fell open at what came up the screen.
"Hey Katie, erm. . .yeah. . .It's me." Michael was smiling nervously at the camera.
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"Summer, you saw the tape right? Didn't you notice me putting it inside my bag? How can it be gone? Of all the things to lose, why does it have to be that one!" Katie ranted over the phone.
"Why are you so panicky? It's just a video tape. You probably left it in the apartment. Call Dewey. He might have seen it." Summer said casually.
"I already called but no one's answering the goddamn phone!" Katie said angrily.
"Katie, chill out alright? What's the big deal? I mean, is there something in that video tape so. . .confidential?"
"Yes." Katie said more calmly now.
"Look, it's going to be alright. Let's talk about this tomorrow. Don't bug yourself thinking about it. Goodnight." Summer hung up.
Katie lay down on her bed hopelessly, covering her face with a pillow. 'If someone has it right now, please let it be not Freddy,'
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"Well. . .you might have thought that it's really the Filth and the Fury in the tape but. . .you got it all wrong obviously." Freddy so wanted to hit the stop button on the remote control not only because of annoyance but also because he felt that he was invading Katie's privacy. But at the same time he wanted to see and hear what Michael has to say. He chose the latter of course.
"Um, it's really hard talking to a camera, trying to imagine that it's you but I think that this is the only way I could talk to you. . .with you listening to what I have to say. I don't want to end up getting kicked on the knee again so. . .this is my only option." Michael smiled. Freddy scowled.
"I want to say sorry. Okay, I know that I lied to you and your band and I have said a lot of cruel things to you. But after that, I had this weird feeling. Especially when I pass by the grocery store. It wasn't normal. Then I realized that there was something missing and I knew that it was you although I tried to deny it a lot of times. It's quite hard dealing with it knowing that I have done something terrible. So luckily I saw you, almost getting attacked by two wackos and I saved you but you slapped me on the face in return. It's alright I mean, I understood what that meant. You completely hate me. And I'm not going to argue with that. But please, if you could give me another chance."
Freddy rolled his eyes and for the second time he attempted to stop the video but he had this urge to hear more of Michael's speech.
"Just want to let you know that I already quit the band. I'm moving to London this Saturday. I'm not sure if I can still come to watch the Finals but I wish you good luck and if ever I come, I'll be cheering for you guys. Honestly! And that's why before I leave I was wondering if we could talk. . .in person. Same place? I still have a lot of things to say to you. Have you heard me over the radio? You have no idea how embarrassing that was." Michael smiled. "But I thought it was one of the good ways of. . .getting back to you. So, whether you liked it or not, I'm still happy for singing that song for you. And. . .again I'm so sorry for everything. I hope you could forgive me. Or if not, it's alright. If you're still angry it's fine with me just please let me talk to you in person. You can beat the hell out of me if you want to, just please try and come see me. I want to see you. Badly. I miss talking to you. And most especially I miss you. So please----- -"
Freddy irritably pushed the stop button, stuffing the video tape in its case and threw it harshly inside his bag. 'Great. Just great' he told himself. How he wished that he didn't watch the tape instead.
End of Chapter 13
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