I've noticed there are barely any Fanfics for Rock Of Ages for Constance and Stacee. So I've decided to try to write one. This is set in modern times and in a high school setting. I thought it would be cool to see how Constance and Stacee would be like when they were in high school. I hope you enjoy it! By the way I don't own anything,*

I walked into school just like any other day. I see my best friend Anna struggling to open her locker as usual. I go to her and grab her pile of books so she can properly open her locker,

"Thanks Constance."

"Did you start the report for English class?" I ask as she takes the books from my hands.

"No, but I bet you did , Miss Responsible."

"Of course I did , Miss Slacker."

Anna and I are polar opposites. She procrastinates down to the minute and I'm the one who turns in things a week before they're even assigned. I know what I want to do with my life and she doesn't even know what she wants for lunch.

"Let's go before we're late for homeroom." Anna says as she slams her locker shut.

"Oh my gosh Constance! Your hair is wild today!" She exclaims running her hand through my hair.

"I know. It's getting ridiculous."

"AHH! There's Mark! I love him"

"Oh please, Anna. Yesterday you loved Tom from Biology."

"Love is a fickle thing my dear and Mark is in a band!"

Yes Mark is in a band. A rocker band to be exact. The band consists of 3 others. Joe, Brandon, and Steven. Steven who now insists on be called Stacee is the lead singer. They're all druggies or at least I hope they are with some of the spaced out stuff they say.

"Anna! He's a bad influence."

"Constanceeeeeeeeeeee! Stop playing it safe and live on the wild side for once."

"No thanks. He probably doesn't even know you exist."

"Oh yeah? Then why are Mark and Stacee walking this way?"

"Maybe it's because we're standing in front of the guy's bathroom?" I say sarcastically.

"Eww. No wonder it smells like urinal cakes!" Anna says as she scrunches her nose in disgust.

"Oh, I thought it was your perfume!" As I say that I notice Stacee and Mark laughing.

"Hey, um Anna. You might not know me but I'm..."

"MARK! I mean. Yeah I know who you are.'' She stutters.

"Well I'm Constance but since no one cares I'm going to homeroom."

I throw my back pack on my shoulder and start to head to homeroom. I feel someone walking beside me and out of the corner of my eye I see Stacee,

"I'm Stacee by the way. Sophmore. Lead singer of Arsenal. Extremely talented and hot."

"And I don't care."

"Wow. Harsh much?"

"Look I already know who you are. I think the whole god dam school knows who you are."

"What's that supposed to mean , Cinderella?"

"It's Constance and I mean that you parade yourself around the school like some amazing rock legend but you're not!" I say frustrated.

"Not yet."

"See! That's what I mean. You need to deflate that ego of your's."

Stacee then grabbed my wrist and pulled me so we were face to face with each other.

"Thank you for being honest. I like that. I like you. In fact I've liked you since 8th grade, Constance Sack." He says looking into my eyes.

"You... You know my name?"

"I know everything about you."



"That sounds sort of stalkerish."

We both laugh.

"Go out with me?" He asks.