They weren't major characters, MadiWillow. :D. Anyway, the usual disclaimer applies here...I own the song by the way. Cheers.

"I'm leaving mom" Katie said, brushing her hair with one hand, the other, preparing the Cheerios she would be eating.

"So early?" Her mom asked, kissing Katie on the forehead. "Won't you be saying your goodbye to your father?"

"Bye, Frank" Katie said flatly, looking outside. It was good that they still get to keep the house, as it was near to Dewey's house. She thought she saw Summer enter.

She stood up, pushed the half-finished cereal away from her and went out, jogging to catch the faint morning breeze. Her hair flew behind her, and she felt nostalgic for her Horace Green days again. She knocked once on the door.

"Good morning Katie" Zack said, opening the door. "You didn't need to knock"

"I know" Katie replied, panting. "Let's just get it on."

-

Dewey, as usual, was still asleep, so the kids went to satisfy themselves with each other. So there they were, sitting in a circular pattern in the living room.

"So, Katie, What's new?" Summer asked, flipping her hair back in a un-Summerish like way.

"Nothing really, I just missed the School" Katie said, keeping down low.

"Hey Posh" Freddy said, in a mean tone "No secrets"

"W-what?" Katie asked innocently.

"Oh c'mon. We heard about your family!" Tomika said, entering the room.

"Hi Tom-tom" Katie smiled. "Can we please get off the topic?"

Freddy sighed. "Let's give her a break"

Good thing he understands me, Katie thought That's another reason why I liked him.

"Positions people." Dewey commanded, half-dressed. "The great Dewey arrives"

Katie snorted. "Yeah right, anyway, about the band?"

"I'll take it from here" Summer said, standing in front of them. "This year's competition is all about love songs. It could be rock, metallica or anything, as long as we write the lyrics…Basing it on love"

"Alright, Zach Attack, your job is to make the music. You and Summer take charge. Spazzy, Write the lyric—"

"I'm not writing any love songs"

"—Listen to me." Dewey said, snapping his fingers. "You and Posh spice team up. Tomika and the group, you just hold on"

-

"So much has change Spazz, I'm not the Katie you knew anymore" Katie said, rewriting words and scratching them out.

Freddy stayed silent, looking at her absentmindedly, drumming his fingers on the dining table. His hair was spiked up as usual; only it made him look mature, now that he's fifteen. Two years ago, he looked like a drug addict.

"It's nice to talk like this again." Katie said, half chuckling. "You wouldn't listen, as always"

"I'm always listening, posh" Freddy said, snapping back to reality.

"Pfft…yeah. Right" Katie said, now rereading the only line that she constructed.

Those eyes of yours are so enchanting

"Yeah, I really do, trust me" Freddy smiled, trying his suave effect on her. He knew she couldn't resist it.

"Alright then, tell me, Spazz, what is my lifelong ambition?" Katie asked deviously, writing the second stanza of her song:

Along with your killer smile

Freddy smiled. "For the School of Rock to not be destroyed"

"Incorrect." Katie smiled. "Are guys considered pretty, by the way?"

"Yeah. Some, I think"

Amongst those people of pretty face

"Ok, then, next question would be… what's my favorite color?" Katie asked, rereading the three lines she made.

"Pink?" Freddy suggested. Katie laughed out loud.

"It's black! Spazz!" She said, teasingly hitting Freddy on the head.

"Ow, that hurts" Freddy said, rubbing his head, pouting.

I would only choose your time

"Hey Freddy, would you like to make the chorus?" Katie asked, looking at the time.

"Yeah, sure, I'll try." Freddy replied, apparently not listening…again.