A/N: Zach's in 8th grade. And I know that I put Mr. Vito once in Chapter 2, but that is because that was the original name. I decided to change it later in the writing, and must've missed that.
Adam smirked at Zach as they walked back to Mr. Andrews' room. They had math first, and didn't really want to go. The seats were pre-assigned. And Zach sat at the same table, next to a really tall kid with red hair, named Shane.
Adam looked at Zach and pointed to Shane, "That kid is annoying, just watch your back. He'll try to induct you."
"Thanks for the warning…" Zach said, walking over to his seat.
Shane looked at Zach, "I can't believe I have to sit next to a new kid."
"Excuse me?"
"I said, I can't believe I have to sit next to a new kid."
"And I can't believe that a new kid has to sit next to you."
"You got guts kid."
"Proud of it too."
"You really shouldn't be hanging with people like Michaels. You'd do a lot better with people like me."
"What, fat losers with bright red hair that say they can't believe they have to sit next to a new kid and then act like the want to be friends?" Zach asked, "No thanks. I'll stick with Adam and Travis."
Adam had heard every word of the conversation, seeing as he was one desk over, he smirked.
Travis walked in, a few minutes late. He sat in front of Zach, "Hey Mooneyham."
"Hey Nichols."
Travis looked at Shane, "I feel so bad for you."
"And I have just realized why you do."
Travis laughed, "What do you have next? I never got to look at your schedule."
"French."
"Whoa! You've memorized it already?"
"Only Day 1..." Zach said, "What about you?"
"Spanish."
"That's always fun. My friend Freddy took Spanish. But they threw him out."
Travis laughed, "Wow. Why'd they throw him out?"
"I don't know. He's Freddy. He got kicked out of every class at least once."
Shane looked at Zach again, "Oh my gosh…"
Zach backed away, "What…"
"You're from School of Rock."
"Point?"
"I love your music!"
Zach looked at Travis, "Give me that math book." He said, referring to the one next to Travis.
Travis tossed Zach the book and Zach put it in his spot, and he put his own next to Travis. He then moved next to Travis. "That kid. Scary." Travis said to Zach. As Zach went to say something Mr. Andrews came in.
"Sorry to keep you all waiting. I had some business to handle with some other teachers."
Travis and Adam were both holding back laughs. So were a bunch of other students in the class. Zach was the only one who wasn't. Travis leaned over to him, "Yeah, I bet he had some 'business'."
That's what made Zach understand, he was now holding back laughter as well.
Mr. Andrews split them up into groups of 4 to make posters about the units they'd be doing. Zach's group was Travis, Adam, this boy Ryan, and himself.
Ryan and Adam walked over to the table where Zach and Travis were already sitting. Ryan had light brown shaggy hair and green eyes. He looked at Zach, "Hey I'm Ryan Moore."
"Zach Mooneyham."
"And both of you know me and Travis already, so let's start this stupid project!" Adam said, smiling.
"Nice way of putting it Adam." Zach said, laughing as he began to work.
"Man! Have you guys seen Tasha this year?" Ryan asked, "She looks so much hotter."
"She got her braces off and she has contacts now." Adam retorted, as he began writing some stuff on the poster.
"And she still hates my guts." Travis added. Sitting in his seat watching Adam write.
Zach was so confused, "I'm just… not going to say anything. Seeing as I have no idea what you're talking about."
"Nah, it's alright Zach." Ryan said, "Hey, guys. We having band practice tonight?" (Remussweetie: I stole your idea. Sorrys!)
"Yeah. But we need a new guitar player." Travis explained, "Seeing as Jesse had to move to California."
Adam shrugged, "We got drums, keyboard, and bass. Since bass doubles as vocals, all we need is a new guitar player."
Zach didn't say anything. He kept working.
"Zach, you wanna come check out our practice tonight?"
"How 'bout you check out mine and then I'll check out yours tomorrow. Seeing as you guys are a member short."
"You have a band?"
"Well… Kind of. My 5th grade class had a substitute one day and he was rock-obsessed… So he started a band with us. I play lead guitar, my best friend Freddy plays the drums, my girlfriend Katie plays bass, and this kid Lawrence plays keyboards. Marta, Tomika, and Alicia are back-up vocals, and Summer is our 'preppy, annoying, over-controlling band manager', quoted by Freddy." Zach said, talking about School of Rock made him a little happier, the memories were great, if he were still at Horace Green Prep he'd probably be sitting with Freddy in the back of the room laughing at his teachers.
"You guys have a manager?"
"Yeah. She's our age, but Dewey only let Tinkerbell be the band manager because she didn't want to be a groupie."
"Tinkerbell?" Travis asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah. Dewey gave us all nicknames. I'm Zach Attack. Katie is Posh. Freddy is Spazzy McGee. Lawrence is Mr. Cool. Tomika was Turkey Sub. Marta was Blondie. And Alicia was Braceface. Summer is Tinkerbell. I don't know why… But she was." Zach said, handing the poster to Ryan, who was going to add to it next.
"Wow." Ryan said, shocked at the fact that their band was so organized.
"Do you think they'd mind if we showed up at your practice?" Adam asked.
Zach's phone began to vibrate he took it out and there was a text from Freddy. "Hang on. Let me ask Freddy." Zach told Adam.
He then read his best friend's text. 'Hey ZA, how's the new place?'
Zach texted him back, 'Made some new friends. They have a band. Ask Sum if we have room at practice for 3 more.' He sent it, and then put his phone back in his pocket. "So… Where were we?"
"Finishing up the poster." Travis said, as he handed Zach the poster. Zach signed his name and Ryan took it up to the front of the room and handed it to Mr. Andrews.
Just as Ryan came back, Freddy texted Zach back. 'Sum says it's cool. As long as they don't… I dunno. Some nagging shit.'
Zach laughed as he texted back, 'Just Sum being Sum. But we'll be there. Don't worry.' He looked at his 3 friends, "You guys can come."
The day breezed by, and eventually. It was time for their band practice.
((I know, I didn't want to do the WHOLE school day. So I did that. Reviews are appreciated!))
Remussweetie: I like how I described Emma too, she didn't show up much in this chapter. But she will. And I stole your idea, I hope you don't mind!