Hi guys! I'm baack for the Christmas break! I'm gonna have a lot of fics coming soon! This one's part of contribution for Zevie month! Hope you like it! Read on wooooppppp

Disclaimer (for whole fic): I DO NOT OWN HOW TO ROCK AT ALL. If I did, it wouldn't have ended.

"Loserberry."

Again and again, I stand up to their words of discouragement. I force myself to not care, because they're all just a bunch of stuck-up girls stuck in their world of "Me." I tell myself that they don't matter and I should just brush every word they spit at me over my shoulder and throw it back at them.

But, I couldn't escape the wondering thoughts in my mind. Was I really a loser?

For years and years, I've been the girl in the background who never spoke up. I've been the girl never picked for a best friend. I've been the girl standing there while the two girls beside me get asked out to a date. I've been the girl who got overlooked when I was right in front of them. I've been the girl that has never been called pretty by anyone. I've been the girl that never had to choose which guy to pick for a dance because the only ones who would ever say yes are the desperate ones. I've been the girl stuck in another person's shadow, always second best- second best at writing or singing or playing this instrument, but never the best.

Maybe that's why these walls started forming.

"Stevie!" I hear Zander call my name. "Tell me you've said yes to being our lead singer."

I roll my eyes. It's been a month since Zander Robbins has become a student in Brewster, but he's already convinced two other guys to make a band with him. This boy was serious about his music. "Zander, I can't sing."

Zander and I have been best friends since we were seven, but he moved away and only came back during summer. Even so, we kept in touch every week during schooldays. And finally, his dad got a job here and now he's finally a schoolmate.

"Yes, you can!" He retorts, pouting a little bit. "I've heard you!"

"Zander, why can't you just be the lead singer?"

"Because I'll be playing the string instruments and we need a girl!" He deadpans, saying it as if it's the most obvious thing in the world. "I feel like the band would be lacking without someone else."

I bite my lip. He looks at me with those silly puppy-dog eyes. I giggle. He looked stupid. "Zander, I'm just gonna tell you to stop that right now and never do it again because you look silly."

He stares at me as if I just offended his family. "I always thought that looked cute. It always worked at my old school."

"Well, maybe that's because people took pity on you for looking like an idiot in a public place." I say, laughing at his expression. "But tell you what."

"What?" He asks, his eyes growing big.

"I'll be part of your band." I start. He jumps and cheers in joy, but I get hold of his shoulder. "Hold your horses, Robbins. I never said I'll be the lead singer."

"What?" He asks, confused. "That doesn't solve the problem at all!"

"Yes, it does. You said you needed a girl in your band, so I'll join, only I'll be playing the bass." I tell him, smirking at his defeat.

He sighs and tries to smile. "Good enough." He stretches his hand out and I take it. "Stevie Baskara, you are officially our base player."

I nod my head in agreement. "Now, all you have to do is continue looking for a lead singer."

He gives a tiny smile. "She'll come."

"Sure." I say and turn to leave.

"Hey, Stevie." He calls. I turn back and see him smiling widely. "You would have made a really pretty lead singer."

Zander Robbins, only guy that sees the special in me.

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