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A/N: Pairings are undecided. I have a vague idea though… Submit your ideas!

Chapter 2

Home sweet home. Okay, I lied. Not home sweet home. Home sweet horror was more like it.

But it wasn't horror yet. Dad was still at work, or at the bar, either one, he wasn't here to bug me. Or hurt me. Same thing… Kind of. Hannah was still at school, dance committee thingy. Stuff that I didn't care about. And mom was… I don't know. Mom was usually home right now… She was the only sane one in the family.

I sat in the living room and began to work on my homework, this seemed unlike me, but I wanted to get it out of the way so I could go to Zach's tonight.

I heard the door open, my eyes bolted to the door as a reflex, although I didn't really care who it was. I got lucky, it was my mom.

"Sorry Fredrick. I would've been home sooner but I had to get some food, seeing as our house is just about empty."

"Okay Mom." I said, her and my father were the only ones that called me Fredrick. I didn't have the nerve to tell either of them that I hated my name or that I went by Freddy. I went back to working on my homework. She continued to talk.

"Your father should be home around 4:30. And do you know where your sister is?"

"Hannah's still at school." It was 3:45 right now, I had 45 minutes left of heaven.

"Doing what?"

"Dance committee, I think…"

"Alright then." My mom began to cook dinner.

I finished my homework, finally, and I shoved it in my backpack. "Mom?" I began.

"Yes Fredrick."

"Can I go to Zach's?"

"Sure. Be home by 9."

"Thanks Mom." I threw my backpack upstairs and called Zach. I had my own line in my room, only because my parents were getting sick of 50 million girls calling the house everyday and tying up the line.

Zach's brother picked up, "Hello?"

"Hey Dan, is Zach there? It's Freddy."

"Yeah hold on." Dan put his hand over the receiver and screamed, "ZACH!"

I heard Zach come towards the phone, "For a midget you sure are annoying." He said as he snatched the phone away, "Hey Freddy."

"Hey Zach, you still want me to come over?"

"If you can."

"Sweet, I'll be there in 10."

"Alright, I'll be up front."

"See ya."

"Yup."

We both hung up and I walked out the front door, I walked towards Zach's house, it was only 3 blocks away, not all that far.

I arrived, and Zach was sitting on his porch just as he said he would be.

We walked in the house and Zach's mom was sitting in the living room. "Hello Freddy." She said, smiling.

Zach's house was my safe house. His parents were practically my parents, and were a lot better than my parents. "Hello Mrs. Mooneyham. We're just going to go upstairs and hang out now."

"You two have fun."

"Don't worry Mom, we will." Zach said, shoving his little brother out of the way as we went up to Zach's room.

Dan was in 5th grade, he had Mrs. Dunham. And we laughed at him for it, he would never get the joys of having Dewey as a substitute like we did.

"Hey, I was wondering, what's up with you lately?" Zach asked me.

"What do you mean?"

"This morning, you were clutching your arm and crap. What's going on?"

"Got in a fight with the wall." I said, "The wall won."

"Freddy…"

"I'm serious Zach."

"If you tell me what's really going on, I promise you I won't tell anyone."

"You seriously promise?"

"If I tell you can beat the crap out of me."

"Alright… My dad's a drunken bastard."

"We all knew that… But what does that have to do with your arm?"

"He…" I hesitated, "He… He beats the crap out of me."

Zach looked shocked. "He…?"

"Only when I supposedly do something wrong… Like last night. We were at Katie's. I got home at 10:40. Dad wanted me home at 10:30. So he smacked the shit out of me. Sent me flying into the wall."

"Freddy… That's… messed up."

"Tell me about it." I shrugged, "Are we gonna sit here and talk about my dear old dad or are we going to get to practice?"

"Practice."

The two of us walked back downstairs, "Mom ,we're going to Dewey's." Zach said as we were walking out the door.

"Okay. Have fun boys."

"We will." Zach said.

"ZACH! I wanna come!" Dan said, tailing behind us.

"Dude, you're too young. Maybe when you get a cool substitute you can have a band. But you're too much of a loser." I said, we walked to Dewey's apartment.

We walked in and I went back to my drum set. Dewey walked over to me.

"Freddy Jones, shut up and listen."

"I didn't say anything…"

"I said shut up." Dewey said, then began to talk, "Summer told me about the threat at school. With the suspensions for fighting thing. And I know that you are in all the fights at that school. Now, I need you to behave at school, and at home. We can't have you getting grounded either. Got that Jones?"

"Yeah… The majority of it."

"What part don't you get?"

"The part that I'm in all the fights at school." I said, looking Dewey straight in the eyes, "I'm not in the senior fights. Or the junior fights. Or the sophomore fights. Or the cat fights. Just a lot of the freshman fights between guys. And I don't start them either." I was sick of explaining this to people.

"Alright Freddy. But remember what I said."

"Alright Dewey. I'll remember." Why was everyone accusing me! It was not just me. I swear!

We began to play, and I was kind of out of it. Marta had to kick me a couple of times for me to start playing again.

((A/N: Review please. I won't update until I get 5 reviews. So HA!))

Zepplin Girl: Freddy did not start fights! Other people gave him the bait. JUST KIDDING. LoL. And the locker dentation… My friend did that, and it was funny. And your waiting has ended. Here's chapter 2.

singingblondie: I'm glad you laughed. Laughter is good.

Unknown Rocker: I'll keep it up as long as you keep reviewing… Does that make sense?

Anime Girl23: I might have figured out the pairings… But no offense, I definitely will not do Freddy/Summer. That pairing seems weird to me.

Gerbil: I like that part too.