It's About Time

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Chapter Thirteen: Back To School With Injuries

I got up to see if Summer was okay. I got up from the couch and my head was throbbing so hard, but I didn't care.

"Summer?" I called.

"Katie, is that you?" She answered.

I opened the bathroom door to see her clutched over the toilet, throwing up blood.

"God, Summer, this isn't normal for you to be throwing up blood!" I exclaimed, holding her saturated hair back from her face.

"We still have to go to school." She said, taking back her hair.

"Don't remind me." I rolled my eyes while helping Summer off of the bathroom the floor.


"Ready to go?" Summer asked as she stood in her uniform. Zack had brought it over a little bit earlier. Freddy and Zack were sitting on the couch, talking about the record deal we MIGHT land. and that's a big MIGHT.

"Yeah, I don't know about these kids, though!" I laughed.

"Huh? Oh, yeah school." Zack said getting up, smoothing out his pants.

"Let's go."

We walked to school in our usual loud tone, but we walked slowly because of Summer's leg. She hurt it while twisting her way out of a chair. As we got to the school, they rushed us to the Assembly Hall for an...well duh..Assembly. It was about something that everyone was really excited about. I heard music, and I got nervous.

"What is that?" I asked Freddy, squeezing his hand.

"A band competition?" He asked.

We were both DEAD WRONG. It was a little band called Panic! At The Disco. And this time, I wasn't hallucinating. Freddy, Zack, Summer, and I were told to sit in front, the very front, and I rubbed my forehead. It ached from the cut on it and the big bandage irritated it.

"HELLO HORACE GREEN HIGH SCHOOL! WE'RE PANIC!AT THE DISCO AND WE'RE GONNA ROCK YA'LL OUT!" Ryan Ross yelled into his microphone, set up onto a stand. I heard the familiar notes and keys of my favorite and most popular Panic! song.

Oh,well imagine
As I'm pacing the pues in a church corridor
And I can't help but to hear
No can't help but to hear an exchanging of words
"What a beautiful wedding!"
What a beautiful wedding says the bridesmaid to the waitor
And yes, but what a shame
What a shame the poor groom's bride is a WHORE!

I chimed in
Haven't you people ever heard of
Closing the God Damn door
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things
With a sense of poise and rationality
I chimed in haven't you people ever heard of
Closing the God Damn door
NO!
It's much better to face these kinds of things
With a sense of...

We all hollered out profanity and we had fun. Then Brendon looked us square in the eyes.

"Are you guys School of Rock by any chance?" He asked us. The whole assembly hall cheered and patted us on the shoulders.

"Guess so, why don't you come up here and perform a song for us?" Ryan asked.

"We're injured!" I laughed.

"We don't care! Come on, Brendon and I will even carry you!" Ryan joked.

"It's cool! It's cool!" Summer laughed as we got up and took their places as they took ours.

"Ya'll wanna hear a classic?" Zack asked into the microphone.

The crowd screamed, and Zack played the intro of "Teacher's Pet".

Baby we was making straight A's
But we were stuck in a dumb daze
Don't take much to memorize your lies
I feel like I've been hyponotocized
And then that Magic Man he come to town
Whoo Wee!
He done spun my head around
Said "Recess is in session" "2 and 2 make 5"
And now baby oh I'm alive
OH YEAH! I AM ALIVE!

And if you wanna be the teacher's pet
Well Baby you just better forget it
Rock got no reason
Rock got no rhyme
You better get me to school on time..OH YEAH!
YEAH!!!

Zack did the solo on his guitar after I said "YEAH!", and then Summer was clearing her throat for Tomika's old part. She got some singing lessons since fifth grade. Thank GOD.

Oh you know I was on the honor roll
Got good grades, Ain't got no soul
Raise my hand before I can speak my mind
I've been biting my tongue too many times!

And then the Magic Man said not to obey
(uh huh!)
Do what Magic Man do
Not what Magic Man say
(Say what?)
Now can I please have the attention of the class?

"COME ON! WE ALL KNOW YOU KNOW THIS PART OF THE SONG! SCREAM SO LOUD THAT PANIC! CAN PANIC!" I screamed.

Today's assignment..mmmhmmm..

KICK SOME ASS!

Panic! smiled and laughed as Summer and I jutted out our hips and yelled. We finished the song, and then Zack told me something in my ear.

"Perform your song, Posh. We got the music. Do it!" He urged.

"Alright." I replied and traded places with Summer.

"This is a song I wrote after having a bad experience. That's why I have this...lovely, bandage on my forehead!" I laughed as everyone laughed also. I began to play the beginning melody.

Who do you think you are, leaving me stranded
You've gone too far, you're too demanding
How many times, how many chances
Should I let you take me for granted

You believed that love
Is a silly word
Before you break my heart
Let me get a head start

I got angry, and I then tumbled into the chourus.

But when you're leaving don't forget to say goodbye
Don't come back to me this time saying you're sorry, that you love me
And when you're leaving don't forget to leave your key
Don't think I can't take care of me
You'll be sorry, you'll be sorry

You had me soul but you went past it
So in control, so demanding
When you were mine, thought it would've lasted
Even though you're fine, don't think I can't manage

You believed that love
Is a silly word
You believed that love
Is a silly word

Zack did an amazing solo on his guitar, and Summer played G straight through the verses...and remembering that bassists NEVER smile..just kidding!

But when you're leaving don't forget to say goodbye
Don't come back to me this time saying you're sorry, that you love me
And when you're leaving don't forget to leave your key
Don't think I can't take care of me
You'll be sorry
You'll be sorry

Ooh oh ...
You'll be sorry
Ooh oh ...
You'll be sorry
Ooh oh ...
You'll be sorry
Ooh oh ...

But when you're leaving don't forget to say goodbye
Don't come back to me this time saying you're sorry, that you love me
And when you're leaving don't forget to leave your key
Don't think I can't take care of me
You'll be sorry, you'll be sorry

Ooh oh ...
You'll be sorry
Ooh oh ...
You'll be sorry
Ooh oh ...
You'll be sorry
Ooh oh ...

We finished the song, and everyone clapped, including Panic!. They got up onstage and said they had a surprise for us.

"We want to congratulate School of Rock, because they have officially been signed to Decaydance Records after a 24 hour compromise!" Brendon said.

WHAT? WE HAVE A RECORD DEAL?!?! NO WAY!

"WE DID IT!" Zack jumped onto the bass drum and held up the rock sign.

Freddy tipped me over and kissed me.

"Now that's romance! GIVE THEM A ROUND OF APPLAUSE PEOPLE!" Ryan said, and the place ROARED.

We.Have.A.Record.Deal...! My head hurts still, though!

END OF CHAPTER!
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