Disclaimer: I disclaim all characters and all references to, and in the movie. (& the song in this chapter)

Original Character – Keeley

Thoughts – italics now.

Emphasis – bold now

A/N: Keeley is not a mary sue! For wandering minds: kid's are 12 & 13.

REVIEWS:

simplyxjiberty: She looked over at Freddy and Katie, who were snuggled together. Freddy's

hand around Katie and her head resting on his shoulder.

I about died right then and there.

ViceVersa'ed: very cute...

iLUVfire: i see someone else watched the movie with kids kommentary! lol! wondered when that would some how make its way into a story! lol!

Keeley

The next day, School of Rock had practice. Dewey wasn't there when Zack and Katie got there. They were alone.

Zack gulped. Then spoke. "So..." "So... what," was Katie's response. "Did you have a good... night?" "Yes. You?" "I guess," he said unsurely. "Why? Whats wrong," Katie said with kindness in her voice.

"Well, um, my date dumped me for not going to her party," he said in a 'down' voice. "Oh, sorry. Me too, kind of." " Yeah, I know, but aren't you dating Freddy," he asked hoping the answer was no. "No, silly, he's just a friend," she reassured in a funny way. Zack cheered up and grinned. "Oh, ok. Then, do you want to... you know, date," he asked without stumbling, but rather, talking slow. "Yep, I sure would, Zackary Mooneyham." Zack internally cheered."Cool, then do you want to go to the movies tonight, or something," Zack questioned real fast. "Yeah, tonight at 7?" "That's cool."

Neither knew Freddy was down the hall listening every word. After a few minutes of thinking he came out. Neither Katie nor Zack looked uneasy. "Hey, Freddy," Katie said while tuning her bass. "Whatever," he responded disgusted. "Where's Alicia," she asked as if Freddy had not responded that way. Freddy walked behind his drums and started playing a rhythm without answering her. "Freddy! Where's Alicia," Katie yelled out. Freddy never stopped. He was too engrossed into his drumming. It calmed him when he was emotionally overflown. It was just him and the drums.

Everyone was there by 30-minutes, except Dewey. Eventually, 10 minutes late, he came. Followed behind him was a shy girl, same age (13). Her jet black hair beamed in the sunlight as she crossed into the lit area coming from the window. "Hey dudes, this is my niece, Keeley. Keeley this is the band..." he points to the band standing ready to rock,"... and crew." He then points toward the security, groupies, Billy, and Summer behind Gordon's laptop. They waved as she smiled at them. "Ok, dudes, thats it. Rock n' roll positions." "Wait," Marta yelled before he could start counting off. "Aren't you gonna tell us why she's here?" "Oh, yeah. She's here for like a month because her mom is on a business trip." "Cool, can she play anything," Freddy asked with true curiosity.

"Um, yeah, she can play drums, in fact." "Cool," Freddy responded in his 'coolest' voice, while flipping his drumsticks. She smiled and looked back down at her feet. "Wait, wait! You mean she can play drums," Marta spoke out again. She looked at Alicia, both remembering the last night's incident.

"Lets hear her," Zack said before Dewey could respond to Marta's last question. "I wouldn't want to interfere," Keeley spoke for the first time in front of them.

"Oh, it's ok, Freddy can singggggggggggg," Marta drug out that last word, realizing her mistake as Freddy cringed. "Really, dude, Freddy. You can sing," Dewey said, shocked, as Freddy dropped his head. "Yeah," he said between a contrast of embarrassed and bored tones. "Then, lets here it," Dewey responded, excited while he got out a microphone and plugged the amp. Freddy groaned and got up behind his drums. "What do you like," Dewey asked as he searched through one of his many piles of CD's. "Any thing hard or punk rock," "Is Green Day ok?" "Yeah, I guess," Freddy mumbled under his breath.

Dewey shoved the CD into his stereo. He switched it to 'American Idiot'. Freddy sang right through it.

"Wow, dude, you rock, but too bad I'm lead singer Ha! Ha!" Dewey laughed histarically at his sarcasm. "Good, because I don't wanna sing. I just wanna drum," Freddy replied. "Hey dude, you're supposed to stick it to da' man, remember?" "Shut the hell up," Freddy replied with a grim smile on his face as he sat back down behind his drums. Dewey nodded in approval. "That's what I'm talking about!"

Dewey strummed a chord on his guitar and everybody joined in. Dewey had a habit of improvising and combining songs. He also managed to fit 5 solos into a single song. After three hours of playing Dewey called a break for lunch. "Ok, dudes. I will go get some pee zaa(pizza) and you guys just chill."

Katie slumped on the couch pouting at her sore fingers. Zack sat next to her with the same set mind.

Freddy glanced at the two and then at Keeley, who had already started making friends with the groupies. Freddy got up and approached the girl. She looked at him blushingly.

"Hey," he said sitting on a stool next to the bar Ned had set up a year ago. "Hi," she said shyly. "So, you can drum," he asked casually. "Yeah, but not as good as you. You guys rock!" "Why thank you," Summer said, proudly, as she sat beside Freddy. "No, really. You guys are the best! I'd do anything to be a part of it." Summer's eyes glinted with mischief.

Just a second later, Dewey bursted in with six boxes of pizza. Everybody gathered around it and instantly started eating away. Before Freddy could reach out for some pepperoni, Summer grabbed him and pulled him outside. "What do you want, Tink?" He gave her frustrating looks. "Do you want Katie back," she asked formerly. "What," Freddy asked confused. "Was that just a random comment? Or is it the topic," he countinued, suspiciously. "It's the topic, Freddy. Stay on it!" "Fine. Yes, I like Katie." "Good because I'm getting a case of jealousy," Summer said, still bossily. Freddy snickered. "For Zack!" Freddy bursted out laughing. "Shut up," she yelled over his laughter. He stopped instantly. "I have a plan to make Katie jealous, leaving Zack... to me." "Yeah, but Katie doesn't like me," Freddy replied. "That's where your're wrong, Frederick Jones," she said matter-of-factly. "Don't ever call me by my full name." Freddy glared down at her, then to Katie's journal she was holding.

"You stole Katie's journal," he asked, his eyes wide. "More like borrowing." Freddy grabbed out of her hands and instantly started searching through it. Every one or two pages, it had Katie Jones written in a new font or background picture. Freddy slammed the book closed, grinning and gave it back to Summer. "Ok, deal. What's your plan?"

A few minutes later Freddy and Summer came back in, to find that there was only two pieces of pizza left. "You little pigs," Summer yelled at the rest of the band.

After spending the rest of the day playing, Dewey finally called it quits. Freddy waited to make sure Katie could hear him. When the time was just right, he approached Keelie. She turned around to face him. "Hi," she said to the blond. "Hi," he responded. "So, I was just wondering if you wanted to go out, tomorrow. The movies, or something." She smile. "That would be awesome. Five's ok. Maybe we could see that new thriller?" "Yeah, that's cool. See you then, I guess." She nodded, and he turned around, headed for home.

Katie just shot looks back and forth at the two and rolled her eyes.