Hi everybody! I hope you all had a great holiday period…I did! I got DDR Extreme 2 for Christmas…so much fun:D
Anyway, thanks for the reviews, again…I'm very grateful! Here's another chappie…by the way, I decided I'm going to start answering to reviews…that's gonna be right before the beginning of the chapter...I'm going to answer every review I've gotten so far.
By the way, I know I forgot to post this again last chapter, but whatever…everybody knows that I don't own School of Rock or any of the nursery rhymes in this fic. They words to Doe a Deer don't belong to me either.
Zeppelin Girl: Thanks so much for all the notes of encouragement throughout the whole story! I really appreciate them!
Allison Jackson: I kind of tried to use everyone's personality and make it just a little bit more intense, so I guess, yeah, I am making them be themselves, in a way. Thanks!
Ameile: :D
Singingblondie: Thanks…I love your pen-name…does it mean singing songs from Blondie, that you sing and you're blond, or something else? LOL!
Butterflyblonde: Interesting in a good way, or a bad? LOL…good way, I suppose, since you said you liked it!
BILong: Thanks for the nice reviews…and for the suggestions! They're very good suggestions! LOL! I think you must have read my mind about Mary, Mary Quite Contrary because I had been planning on doing it next!
Secret agent: I'm glad you liked it!
Calli: Nobody's every reviews any of my stories and said that they're "knee-slappers" before! Your review made me laugh, in a good way!
SOENergetic: You were right the second time: woman…well, girl really. Woman makes me a feel a little bit…old…LOL. Where was the second word?
Welcome to the School of Rock Playhouse! Today's presentation is:
Mary, Mary Quite Contrary
Mary, Mary, quite contrary, how does your garden grow…
A small girl's figure wearing a floaty, white taffeta dress with puffy sleeves and a big pink sash appears on-stage. She wears a bonnet with a pink ribbon and white gloves. She is picking flowers in a big garden and singing sweetly. She is…Summer?
"Summer?" everyone's mouths drop open when they see her.
"Since when can Summer do sweet?" Zack gasps off-stage.
"Apparently since today…"Alicia answers.
A shrill whistle blows.
"Get back to work, people!" Katie yells.
"Katie?" Zack cries.
"This day is getting weirder by the minute," Marta groans.
"Katie?" Zack cries, again.
"Yes," she looks at him, holding a clipboard.
"What he means to say is, 'What the hell are you doing? You've turned into Summer!'" Freddy explains.
She shrugs, "Summer told me that she's 'entrusting me with all her director's duties'…I'm just doing my…her….job."
"How could you?" Zack shrieks.
"God…you'd think I'd killed someone…" Katie sighs, and then she yells again, "Get back to work! We have a show to put on, people!"
"Flowers, flowers, flowers, oh how I love flowers…" Summer sings as she picks flowers. Then, she starts skipping while she sings, "Singing and skipping, skipping and singing, I love to sing and skip, skip and sing…tra-la-la-la-la-la-la…"
"For the love of rock, somebody, tell her to shut up!" Gordon growls.
"Summer, enough with the singing…you're off-key and we need to get on with the story!" Katie says.
Summer suddenly stops and looks at Katie with big eyes, "I'm off-key?"
"Yes, you're off-key," Tomika begs, "Please stop!"
"Okay," she whimpers. Her eyes are watering.
"Oh Summer…don't cry…" Katie pleads, her expression softening, "Big hug!" She runs on-stage and hugs Summer…everyone in the group follows her and hugs Summer.
"Big hug!" they all chant.
Freddy grins, "We sound like Teletubbies!"
"Shut up, Freddy," Eleni gives him a shot in the head, "Why does my brother have to be the loser?"
"Hey, hey, hey!" Summer pushes everyone away abruptly, "Enough hugging, get off of the stage! You're ruining my acting debut!" She crosses her arms and pouts. Everyone knows not to miss with Summer when she's angry so they run off.
With silver bells and cockle shells…
Silver bells and cockle shells…whatever those are…surround Summer in the garden. The silver bells ring and the cockle shells…cockle. Summer starts singing again…this time, she starts dancing and scattering her flowers as she dances.
"Do you think we should tell her to stop?" Michelle whispers.
"What? Do you want her to kill us?" Frankie hisses.
"Point taken," Michelle cocks her head, "She really is quite bad though…"
"That's why I have these," Frankie grins as he points to his ears. Inside, there were neon orange earplugs.
"Oh…I hate you…" Michelle crosses her arms.
And pretty maids all in a row…
Suddenly, all the girls in the group appear in two straight lines on either side of Summer. They are wearing the same dress and bonnet as she is, except in blue, pink, green or yellow.
"All together now!" Summer sings, "Doe, a deer, a female deer…oh come on!"
"Fine…" the girls sigh and join in, "Ray, a drop of golden sun, me, a name I call myself, far, a long, long way to run…" Then the boys come on, wearing a men's version of Summer's outfit. They join in too.
"Sew, a needle pulling thread, la, a note to follow sew, tea, a drink with jam and bread, that will bring us back to doe," They sing.
Then, they assemble into two straight lines again and take a bow.
The End