Chapter 2: Breaching of Contract
Disclaimer: I personally don't know SP and they really aren't mean! This is fiction!
Freddy's PoV
Here I am again, in this recording studio with SP. I sat on my drums throne. We will start recording this new song David made. It's called 'F'. The door opened and our manager instructed us to record this in the fewest takes we can.
"F" by David of Simple Plan A/N: I really wrote it! And I wrote it in like 3 minutes that's why it's ugly!
Yeah, you're there, dating my girl
That's the first time I saw you with her
'Coz I'm always spyin' on ya' (haha)
Whatever you think, I don't care
You think you're good enough
But you don't even got no time for her
You don't know how to handle relationships
All you do is give her a teddy bear
Refrain: If there was a test on how to handle girls
I'm sure you'll fail, you're on the last place
Chorus: I already know you're grade when we talk about girls
You're gonna fail and get an F! You're gonna get an F!
You ain't got no time for her
You're a good soccer player
Too good, you think
Loving her is like a rolling ball
You don't know when and where to go
You're gonna get an F!
Admit it, you're a failure
Just let her go free
She 'fessed up and told me
She likes me too
Before you asked her out (boo!)
She didn't wanna be rude so she said yes
Trust me, she doesn't think you're her boyfriend
God bless…
(Chorus and Refrain 2x)
End of "F"
After we recorded it perfectly, we got a 10-minute break. I got One Strawberry Iced Tea, my favorite drink. As I opened it, I felt a hand snaking my wallet. It was Jeff, our guitarist. I tried to grab it but he passed it to Sebastien. Pierre blocked me and the others investigated it. They saw Katie's picture with me in our very last School of Rock Christmas party two years ago. They think that she's pretty. I told them that she broke up with me. They gave me back my wallet. (After they took my arcade card) I looked at her picture. I love that gorgeous smile of hers that I haven't seen in two years.
How do you deal with?
Tthe fact that you had a chance
But you chose to turn away for your career?
I gott take it though it's heartbreaking
But nobody said that it would hurt so bad
So how do I deal, how do I deal without you?
It's killin' me to know that your heart's with me
But you're with him 'coz I chose to be…
I now know what to do. As I recalled Frankie J's song is the almost same thing as the song we recorded earlier. I miss Katie. I love her. As far as I know, she's with Ryan. His 40 crush before and I was her 60 crush. I didn't care even if she has a crush when she hasn't broken up with me. She WAS mine. Now she is Ryan's. How do I know? Nobody knows I still had one connection with my old band. Larry, because he's mysteriously quiet and I trust him for that. I told him that if he tells them that I'm in contact with him, I would change my number and that they won't see me again in person. He told me that they've been going strong. They even won the Spring Fling King and Queen Awards last year. Hell yeah. Anyway, Frankie J's song fits me and Katie perfectly well. I chose my effing career which everyone knows won't last forever. I have to make my decision. It's now or never. Time's up. Break time is over. I went inside the recording room. We started doing a remix for Untitled with a bit techno. In the middle of the song, I was still thinking of Katie that I dropped my drumsticks. Everyone stopped. I stood up and said "I quit. Sorry guys. I love my girlfriend back there. I want to be a normal kid again. I'm still fifteen. If you want, get my brother, he's fourteen and I'm just better at him by 10. Sorry." I expected shouts and scolds and stuff. Instead, Pierre said, "The time you told us you'd be the drummer, you ain't sure. Go on kid. Get her. We'll get your brother through you okay?" I nodded and I bid them all goodbye. I went back to Philadelphia (We were recording at Boston.) to study again at Horace Green High and to start ninth grade. Yes, ninth grade, I had a private tutor before. I don't know if I'll inform Larry about this. I want to surprise them that I'm back and they can kick my brother out to Simple Plan and I'll be Spazzy McGee again. I don't know if they'll recognize me since we have stylists so I have a different hairstyle now. It's quite long till half my nape and it is clean blonde now. No more spikes since I joined Simple Plan. I returned home to my house where I found no one. I went to my room and unpacked my stuff. After a few hours, Mom came home from buying food. I apologized to her and stuff and she accepted me again. She told me that dad's on a business trip to Australia. It's 4:00 pm now. It's time for band practice. I went to Dewey's place but a sign said "All Members of the After-Program, We've Moved At #1118, and Corner Wellington Street. Rock on!" I went to the address indicated using my Duccati. I saw the place. It's huge. Like a real two-storey house, only inside it is a rock band's after-school program location. A girl with raven hair and about 5'3 answered the door. She has a clipboard in her hand and a cellphone on the other.
"Hi! Welcome to School of Rock's After-School Program. May I help you?" she told me and I thought, this must be Summer. She's still got that bossy tone despite the fact that she's not mad or is it because her voice knows I'm Frederick Alexander Jones that it sounded like that?
"Is Dewey around?" I asked her.
"And you are?" she asked me.
"Summer don't you remember me?" I said as I pushed her in so that I could enter. I saw the place. It's cool. Awesome. There's a carved plate that said "Advanced Rock; 2nd floor." I quickly went up to the second floor and found them all playing In the End of Time. Everyone, the groupies, securities and roadies are all watching them seriously. This only happens if there's a competition. I saw my brother. He's still playing it. But I'm still better. Then…
"Hi guys!" I greeted them. They all stopped playing and looked at me. A big guy blocked me. He asked me where Summer and I told him she's downstairs.
"Don't you remember me?" I asked them with arms wide open. After a few seconds of complete silence…
"Bro?" I heard my little brother Kevin Clark Jones whisper.
"Yeah! It's me 'lil bro! Freddy!" I exclaimed.
All the guys went at me and asking me stuff and you know welcoming me. Everyone was happy that I'm back. We celebrated with pizza and Pepsi. Only Katie is in the bad mood that time. I saw her pack her stuff and said "Got to guys. Have to meet Matt. Later." She said this while looking at me and then she went out of the room. My brother rode my Duccati home with me. When we reached home, we celebrated then went to bed since we were all tired. I was listening to my mp4 when Kevin came in and sat at the end of my bed. He looked sad. I care for my little bro. We're like best buds. I know him really well.
"So, you're back and I suppose you want your position back in the band." He told me with a faint voice.
"Yeah, if they let me in back again," I told him to make him feel better. "Y'know, when I left Simple Plan, it's okay for them." He just nodded.
"Great. Now I have no more drum job. G'night Freddy…" he told me as he started to go out my room.
"Hey! Just so you know, Pierre told me that YOU should replace me there!"
I told him excitedly. He faced me with a big smile.
"Damn I would! I'll quit tomorrow and they'll have no time to find someone better than the two of us except you! Wait, when will I meet SP?" he told/asked me happily.
"Our manager said he'd give me ring anytime this week. Now g'night Kevin!" I told him 'coz I was really sleepy.
He happily went into his room. I don't know if mom'll approve of this. The next day, I woke up late, around one-thirty in the afternoon. Only mom was home, cleaning the house. She told me that she'd gone to Horace Green High to enroll me and stuff. Around four, I my brother came home and told me to come with him to the practice to tell the news. I found out my mom and dad bought him a Duccati too. Only he got it red, mine was blue. We went there then…
"Guys listen!" yelled Kevin as we burst the door open to the second floor.
"Dewey, I quit the band. I WANT to give my brother back his position. IF you still want him. We'll switch places. I'll go with Simple Plan he's goin' with School of Rock. Like I said before if you still want him." He continued in almost one breath.
"C'mere Freddy, Summer, and Kevin. I wanna talk to you guys privately," answered Dewey. He led the three of us to this cool room. I guess this is where they hangout. "Take a seat," he offered us. We each took a seat in a bean bag.
"Okay. What are you sayin' Kev?" Dewey asked my brother.
"You see, last night, I asked Freddy if he wants to be in the band again. He said yes. I told him I'd resign tomorrow – which is today, so that he can have his old job back." He started. "I figured that you won't have much time to find a better one than either of us since the Battle of the Bands is nearing." I snickered at this comment. "So then he told me that Simple Plan told him that they want me there since Freddy's not there. I'm guessing Freddy told them I'm his little bro that he's better by ten percent when it comes to drums. I said yes to Freddy. So there." He finished.
"Okay." Said Summer. "Since you just said it yourself, Dewey do you want him back?"
"Of course! No offense Kev. I missed Spazzy here!" said Dewey giving a slap in my back.
"Shall we tell them now?" asked Summer in her business-like voice. Dewey nodded as if Summer is suppose to ask this question.
We returned outside where we found them busy with they're own little things. The backup singers were writing something (a song?) while the roadies and securities were playing LAN games since there are four laptops. As far as I can see, they're playing DotA. The two groupies are with Billy who was sketching maybe outfits and stuff. Lawrence was playing some classics on his keyboard in a low volume. Zack was getting his nap. I can't understand why anyone doesn't get annoyed at Larry for playing classics until Kevin told me that he can when the practice didn't start yet. Fuck, I realized, I'm not that much irritated with classical music anymore. In fact, I began to feel sleepy but I'm in a mission, to look for Katie. Maybe she's late. I went downstairs to wait for her but I saw her cuddled up with this really dirty-blonde, one-waved gelled guy. Maybe this guy's Matt, Katie's boyfriend whom Larry told me about. I sat at the stairs, looking at them. The guy noticed me looking at them and he quickly whispered something to her. Katie looked at me. God, the time stopped. I saw her pretty face coupled with an eyebrow raised at me. I quickly looked away but she went to me. Face to face with one hand on her waist.
"Jones, what are you doing here! Get back in there and stop spyin' on us!" she shouted at me.
"Okay. Okay," It muttered. Her eyes followed me until I got to the point where I turned left for the practice room. She started to go back to her boyfriend but I called her.
"Katie! Just so you know, I'm back." I said loud enough for her to hear. She stopped dead in her tracks. She slowly faced me. "As you're drummer," I continued in a 'this-is-a-surprise' voice. She gulped but she just went back to her boyfriend. I went back in the practice area where they were waiting for Dewey to get an extra amplifier cord because Zack wrecked his. I went down again this time quietly. I saw Katie and the guy, snogging. I was hurt. I felt someone stab my heart and let it bleed until there's no more blood. I quickly went back upstairs and to the drum kit. I started playing School of Rock again. Dewey reached me playing it. I was already in the first verse. He joined me along as he gave Zack an electric guitar cord. They all joined me in playing our first ever rockin' song, even the crews were also singing. We can be heard from downstairs. Katie quickly saw us playing so she joined in. Her boyfriend followed her and he sat on an empty couch. When we're done, I felt happy. I think everyone did because they were cheering. Little did everyone know that I was hoping that if I played this and everyone joins, Katie would hear and leave her boyfriend down there. But no, she dragged him with her as she joined us. Yeah she joined but she still dragged his boyfriend. So my plan didn't work out. After practice, I went home and slept my anger and jealousy. Mom woke me up the next day early. I'm going back to school. Horace Green High with my band. Mom told me that my private school doesn't have a uniform. I ate my breakfast, took a bath and brushed my teeth. I wore a fitted shirt since I have some packs and muscles, thanks to my drumming and wrestling with Simple Plan. I wore the jacket Katie gave me. It's like a tuxedo jacket but it doesn't look formal or anything, like a ragged tux blazer. The shoulders are a bit squared. I paired it with my khaki pants and a black and white checkered Vans shoes. I got my bag with my emergency Level 10 gel in it. My bag's a clutter. It has my wallet, gel, a binder, perfume (Bvlgari/Bulgari) and my precious comb. I bid mom goodbye. My brother studies at HGH too. I rode my skateboard to school leaving my brother who is still taking his shower. On the way, I saw a Porsche parked outside a house. That must've been a rich guy. Then I saw who came out. Ryan. He rang the doorbell and greeted Katie a kiss. Katie's my neighbor now huh? She was on the other street before now she's in mine. I continued my ride to school gradually grinding some benches and stairs on my way. I entered my school and saw some of the band hanging outside. There were benches outside.
"Hey guys!" I greeted them as I walked up to them.
"Hey you're gonna study here man? Cool!" exclaimed Zack. Just then…
PA: "Frederick Alexander Jones, please report to the principal's office right now. Thank You."
The band let out some oohs.
"C'mon, I'll show you where it is." Said Summer "I need to give this papers to Ms. Mullins anyway. Later guys." Then she dragged me to the office. The secretary told me to enter the office.
"Mr. Freddy Jones, nice to meet you old School of Rock drummer. Now that you're going to study here again, I would like to inform you that the rules before is still the same as now. This will be your schedule," she handed me a paper with a table map of my classes. "Now, each room number's first number is the floor number and the -"
"Ma'am. I've studied here before and I still know the place. Besides I have a lot of friends to help me out." I interrupted her.
"Okay then, here's your locker. It's on the first floor, the blue case, position 3 by 2. Now I expect I know how to change your combination?" I nodded at her. "Good. You can go now." I went out her room and found Summer waiting for me.
"Hey Sum! I wanna ask you something. Is –" but she cut off by snatching my class schedule. Her eyes scanned the paper and shrieked.
"Cool! You're in every band's class! I guess Ms. Mullins wants the band together huh, except perhaps Matt. He's not part of us. Anyway, what were you askin'?" she said as we walked outside.
"Is…uhm…is Katie still mad at me for ditching you guys?" I asked.
"I don't know. She never talks to me about you since you left," she told me truthfully. "She cried Freddy. You made my bestfriend cry. Why'd you become a rebel? Why'd you ditch your parents?" Before I could answer, the bell rang. Everyone went in and we met up with the band. I told them that I'm in every class they're in. We went in our first class – Science. Ms. Mullin's followed me and told me to stay behind. She told me that she wanted me to introduce to the class even if I know every one of them. She knocked on the door and talked to our teacher. Blah blah blah. Normal new student introductory. Our Science teacher's name is Mrs. Fields. She told me to go into Katie, Zack, Summer and Matt's lab group. Matt, I hate him. No scratch that. I loathe every inch of him.
"Hey Zack!" I said giving him the ol' rock and roll handshake. I sat beside my bestfriend and Matt.
A/N: Please R&R! Thanks!
