Why didn't anyone reivew me! sobs I worked so hard just for my luverly fans! Oh well...I just posted another Degrassi oneshot, so read it if you want. Sorry if this chapter sucks, or if any others arn't very good. I'm trying to be good! lol... I also hope this one is long enough to make up for Chapter 2!
Damn Disclamer- I don't own the School of Rock. I only own Freddy's Add, his confusion, Zack's screams and the stupid song I wrote when I was on a sugar high. As for thier cell phones, I gave them to my best bud, Toria, cause she thinks thier cute and wont shut up about how she wants a cell phone...
I walked into band practice to find Katie, Marta, Tomika, Lawrence, Alicia and Summer all sitting around Zack who seemed annoyed by the company.
"No, I don't want to! Now leave me alone!", Zack said in a mad tone.
"You don't wanna what?", I said in a stupid, clueless way.
"He wrote a song but he doesn't want to play it for us.", Summer stated just as Dewey walked in (A/N- Sorry I spelt his name wrong in Chapter 1)
"Who wrote a song?", Dewey said.
"Zack did!", Tomika piped in.
"Lets hear it, dude!", Dewey said as he closed his apartment door.
"Fine", Zack said, but he didn't seem fine.
He began to play a soft tone on his guatar, unplugged.
They wont ever know how I feel
They might guess, but they wont know
We're so close, yet so far away
How can I tell them without my insecurities getting in the way?
Save me
Help me
Find a way to tell them
That I love them
When I look into those brown eyes
I know they're the ones
That I want lookin into mine forever
They wont ever know how I feel
They might guess, but they wont know
We're so close, yet so far away
How can I tell them without my insecurities getting in the way?
Save me
Help me
Find a way to tell them
That I love them
I wanna tell them
But I'm afraid, yeah
"Whoa, that was good!", I said.
He sung the song so simply, but so full of heart. He kept looking at me while he sung. Maybe be it was about me? I had brown eyes! Maybe the counselor was right? He loves me!
"Who was that about?", I continued.
Katie got up running and hugged Zack while saying, "You wrote it about about me, didnt you? How sweet!".
He loves me...not!
"I, I, I...", stuttered Zack while being squished my one of Katies famous hugs.
My soul was crushed. Katie did like Zack, she did have brown eyes so maybe he was straight after all. But I still silently hoped he felt the same way about me as I did him.
"Dude, that tottaly rocked! I didn't know you liked Katie. We gotta learn this! Lets get rocken!", Dewey shouts disrupted my thoughts. As I walked over to my drum set, I could have sworn Zack had muttered, "It wasn't about her, though.".
"Did you say something?", I asked.
"Nope", he replied.
I continued on my way and sat on my seat in front of the drum set and got ready to "create musical fusion", as Dewey would put it.
About a hour later
My brain was screaming after playing Zacks song over and over again. I would have been fine if I knew it was about me but all that love crap had gotten to me. Not only had it given me a headache it made me realize I really did like Zack, as more than a friend. I shoved my drumsticks in my pocket and walked over to the bent over Zack who was putting his gutatir in his case. He noticed me waiting to talk to him and told me to hold on for a minute. I noticed his cute ass. (A/N- ROTFL! coughs Sorry...) While I stood there admiring his nice ass, Katie walked up and started chatering away while everyone else left the aprtment.
"Oh my god, that was so nice of you to write that song about me and all. I didn't think that you liked me! I was wondering if you wanted to go...", Katie babbled.
Zack cut her off, "Hold on, Katie. Freddy wanted to talk to me first.".
He stood up and asked me, "Now what did you want?".
"You wanna go to the movies after this? There's this new movie out about a alien who plays in a rock band.", I said. It took all of my courage to ask him. I also knew that if I didn't now, Katie would ask him out first.
"Uh, sure. That sounds great." he said, and then turned to talk to Katie "So Katie, what did you want to ask me?".
"Nevermind...", she said, storming out of Dewey apartment.
"What's with her?", Zack asked, tottaly clueless.
"I don't know, Zack, I don't know.", I said as we exited out of Dewey's apartment and down the stairs, into the light to find everyone else still waiting for thier rides.
It was only 4:30PM. We walked to the movies with out making a sound, and I bought a tub of popcorn for us to share, since I only had enough for that. Zack and I turned off our cell phones before entering the theater and sat down just as the previews started. I don't really know how the movie was, I couldn't pay attention. Not only was my ADD acting up again but Zack looked so sexy, the way he was trying to pay attention, I couldnt concetrate. All I could do was stare at him until the movie was over. We exited out of the theater and Zack told me to stop. He turned on his cell phone and checked his voicemail, only to exclaim "SHIT!".
"Whats wrong?", I asked.
He began to cry as he spoke, "My Dad is gonna kill me when I get home. I was supposed to meet him outside Dewey's apartment, but I went here with you. What am I gonna do?".
He looked up at me with sad, puppy dog eyes that just about melted my heart.
"Listen, I'm sure your Dad will understand if you just say you forgot, or you tried calling him to tell him you would be late but he did't pick up? Or I could come in with you and tell you I didn't know you had a curfew and...", I said trying to calm him down.
"No, YOU don't understand! No one does!", he interupted me, running off down the block.
"Wait, Zack! Hold on, Im sorry!", I shouted as I ran after him. I finnaly caught up with him and grabbed his arm. "I'm sorry I upset you. Lemmie just come in with you and talk to your Dad and I'm sure he'll understand. Trust me. Okay?".
"Sure, whatever.", he said as we started to walk back to his home, wiping his face. After about 10 minutes we got to Zack's house. We walked up to the house and I took a deep breath before I rang the doorbell. Shortly after, a tall, balding, blonde haired man opened the door. As soon as he saw Zack he grabbed him arm and pulled him inside, Zack wncing the entire trip.
"You little bastard! I told you to meet me out front and you didn't! I had to go to a meeting and I couldn't go 'cause I had to wait for your little sorry ass to get home! If you can't follow simple directions like "meet me out front" then your not going to band practice ever again!", his Father screamed in Zack's face.
"But...", Zack tried to respond but his Father replied by saying,"Go to your room, now!".
I tried to talk to Mr. Moonyham, "Sir, Zack and I went to the movies because band practice let out early and, and we lost track of time and, uh...", but I was cut off with a "Thank you for bringing Zackary home!" and the door shut in my face.
"Have him call my cell phone!", I shouted through the door which was returned with a gruff, "Will do! Good-bye!".
I sat down on the Moonyham's front steps to think. I was sad and mad and all other types of emotions. His father shouldnt have treated us like that. Zack just wanted to have a good time after band practice and it wasn't my fault Zack didn't tell me he wasn't supposed to go anywhere after practice. Just as I was about to leave I could hear Mr. Moonyham yelling, and screams. Six screams. Six of Zack's screams, all coming from his window. I was petrified. As soon as the noise stopped I called Zack's cell phone.
"Hello?", a weak voice awnsered.
"Zack? It's Freddy. Are you okay? I heard you screaming in your room when I was walking home.", I said. I hoped I didn't sound too annoying and concerned.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Don't worry about me. I gotta go to bed. See you tommarow.", he said and hung up.
I hung up too and walked back to my house. I was confused, really confused.
If I suck at potraying child abuse its not my fault 1) because I'm not abused and 2) I've never written a fic before with abuse really taking place. Review this time and I will give you something I own in Chapter 4... which won't be posted unless you review!
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