SCHOOL OF ROCK- BATTLE ROYALE STYLE

Chapter Two-Glad to be back

"Argh what the hell…" Freddy Jones thought lazily to himself as he tried to sit up. His head was pounding and his vision was blurred. He felt something metallic around his neck, and following his instincts, his hands launched up towards his neck. There was a silver collar around his neck… What the hell is this? Is this some kind of stupid joke?

After rubbing his eyes furiously, he took in his surroundings. He was in a dark room that was covered in bodies… Are they dead? Was his first thought, but when he saw other people in the room beginning to stir themselves awake, relief overwhelmed him, it was stupid to think of them as dead in the first place… right?

Freddy leapt over one of the other girls on the floor, and landed next to his best friend and long time crush Katie, he wasn't going to lie, he had liked Katie for months but had been afraid to tell her how he felt incase he ruined their great friendship. He knew he didn't feel the same way about her like he did about his past girlfriends, with Katie it was something more, Love. He grabbed her by the shoulders and shook her furiously. "Katie! Get up, something's happened." He whispered in a panicked tone. She wouldn't budge, but he knew she was still alive. His hands went to the collar around her neck, and he looked around the room. All his fellow students had these weird collars around their necks…

After giving up on trying to wake Katie, he crawled over to another person that had caught his eye. Zach. "Zach!" Freddy growled, grabbing him by the neck of his shirt. It seemed to work and Zach snapped out of his sleep instantly, thinking he was under attack. "Zach it's just me, you moron." Freddy whispered, hiding a small smirk. "What the hell is going on?"

"I don't know…"

On the other side of the room Summer Hathaway was awoken by someone slapping her face slightly. Not being a morning person, she snarled at the culprit and tried to fall back asleep, but she was quickly slapped again, this time more forcefully.

"Summer wake up for Christ sake!" came a panicked voice. It was the voice of one of her best friends, Eleni Afflerbach. Summer's eyes snapped open, she didn't like the sound of urgency in Eleni's voice one bit, and she knew something had happened. As she bobbed her head forward, her neck was pressed against something clinging to her neck. Summer's hands moved towards the object and found it to be a collar of sorts. …A collar… how original, I'm going to kill whoever did this! She mentally screamed. She was forced out of her thoughts by Eleni shaking her. "What?! What's wrong?" Summer shouted. Eleni didn't have to answer. Summer hadn't even bothered to check out where she was when she woke up, but she realized now that she wasn't on the bus. "…Eleni where are we?" Summer whispered, her voice almost inaudible.

"I don't know Summer!" Eleni was almost on the brink of tears. By now, everyone in the room was standing on their feet, either too dumbstruck by what had happened, or going into panicked frenzies. "Summer, there's Freddyl and Katie over there, Come on!" Eleni whispered, grabbing Summer's arm and taking off in the direction of her friends.

However just as they were nearing their friends, a whole mob of people began pushing their way past them towards a window on the far side of the room they were imprisoned in. The sound of a helicopter could be heard as well as shouting outside. A group of girls at the front of the crowd ripped open the curtains and were suddenly enveloped in a blinding white light. It was the helicopter lights.

"What the fuck is going on?!" Someone shouted from the back of the crowd, which resulted in more panicked shouting and pleas from the rest of the class, everyone was just so damn confused and scared.

Amanda Dunham, a former teacher of this particular class, stepped out of the helicopter. She had a smug, sinister look on her face as she strode towards the group of soldiers only a few feet away from her.

"Are you ready to enter the school Mam?" one of the soldiers asked her.

"I'm ready." She answered. The soldier nodded and started marching towards the building.

Amanda smiled smugly once again, and started walking at a leisurely pace behind the soldiers. I've been waiting for this for years…

The classrooms uproar abruptly stopped when they heard the sound of multiple footsteps in the corridor just outside. Instantaneously, the door was thrown open with tremendous force, and a few murmurs could be heard just very distinctively.

A blonde haired woman clad in sports gear walked into the room, soldiers right behind her. She took her place at a podium situated at the front of the room and ordered one of the soldiers to turn on the lights.

A blinding white light came on overhead, and a few loud gasps could be heard from the students.

"Dunham?" One of the boys asked, clearly taken aback.

"Miss Dunham?!" shrieked, shocked to see her old teacher in the classroom.

"Well it's good to see everyone alive and well… for now anyway. Class 3B am I correct? It's been years since we last met, I'm glad to have you back in my class, and I hope you learn a lot! We have three new transfer student's guys. Christina Rogers, Theodore Black, and Anthony Blaine. Be nice to them!"

Amanda said enthusiastically, while pointing to each individual student.

When she received no answer, she smothered a malicious grin with the back of her hand.

"Class, you may be seated." She said calmly.

When nobody followed the instruction, one of the soldiers stepped forward in a threatening manner. "SIT DOWN!" he bellowed. The class instantly followed the instruction and quickly scrambled to the floor.

Amanda turned towards the blackboard with a piece of chalk on one hand. "The BR act." She spoke aloud as she wrote it down on the board.

"Hey lady! Do you intend on telling us where the FUCK we are huh?" Alicia Allen shouted from the left side of the room. Alicia had black just-of-the-shoulder-length hair and brown eyes. She was about 5'3 and was usually a very sassy sort of person, but right now her face wore a scared and confused expression that no-one had ever seen her with before.

"Yeah! Where the hell are we Miss?!" Jake Brown shouted. Jake had bright blonde hair that was rather messy right now and blue eyes. Not a lot of people in the class liked Jake because he spoke too much and had a rather annoying personality.

"Who are these people?!" Danielle Beach shouted, pointing at the soldiers surrounding them.

Amanda Dunham wasn't phased whatsoever. She turned slowly towards the class.

"You know this law?" She asked.

The class stared back at her with no answer, they had no clue what the woman was talking about.

"Not good class… honestly not good at all. Look at what this country has become… Want to know how?" She was just about to turn to the class for an answer when she saw one of the girls whispering to her friend behind her. "No whispering godamnit!" Amanda screeched as she threw the chalk at the girl.

Kim Brockington turned with a flick of her brown hair and revealed wide green eyes that leered at her teacher through a mask of anger. She stood up and stormed over to Amanda. "You Bitch! Who the hell gave you the right to do something like that!" Kim shouted.

"When the teacher is talking… I advise you to shut up and listen, do we understand." The teacher said, shoving Kim roughly back to her seat.

As Amanda strolled up and down the class, taking in how much her class had changed over the years, one particular student caught her eye, Ryan Jack.

"Ryan Jack… I have to say, you were probably one of the most pathetic students I ever had. Before I quit, I told you not to even bother coming back, and then you really started boycotting school. But you decided you'd come along for the class trip anyway huh?" She asked the boy coolly.

Ryan gave her a smug look, as if he even cared what the woman was saying…

But before Ryan could react, she had pulled back her hand and slapped him across the face hard across the face with enough force to make the boy see stars. The whole class tensed at the scene in front of them.

"Listen up class! It's because of students like Ryan Jack here, that this country is in absolute shambles. Because of this, with some help I have devised our new class subject. Battle Royale" She shouted, pointing to the blackboard.

"So today's lesson is… you kill each other off." She said, grinning like a maniac.

The whole class instantly froze. Were they hearing correctly? Was this supposed to be some sort of sick joke? Just what the hell was the teacher talking about anyway?

"Until there is only one student left, nothing is against the rules." She continued.

Scott Graham quickly fell into a fit of laughter.

Amanda instantly span towards him. "Is there something funny Scott?" She demanded. Scott had no answer… was she actually speaking the truth?

"…Miss, I don't quite understand what you're saying, why have we got to do this?" Avril Boston piped up from the front of the class.

"Well actually… your teacher Ned Schneebly, deeply opposed the selection of class 3B." she said casually as three soldiers bought in a hospital bed. She strode over to it and removed the white blanket.

The entire classroom shrieked in terror and reeled back from the disgusting scene. There lying on the bed, was their teacher, his face had been mutilated from several wounds and he wasn't moving. He was dead. The School of Rock kids couldn't believe what they were seeing, Ned, their lead singers best friend! They owed him so much because he let them practice in his apartment and now he was dead, lying right before them. Katie burst into tears and Freddy quickly held her tight and tried to calm her down but at the same time a tear escaped the side of his eye. Summer had also burst into tears and Zach consoled her.

"Class! Calm down! This is an example of a bad adult. You have to work hard not to become like him." She said, dismissing the soldiers with the hospital bed.

"Class it's time to watch a video, I suggest you listen to everything in it, it's going to be very important to you…"