Authors' Note- So this story was created after we saw High School Musical Three. We were "deeply" inspired by the wonderful acting of Matt Prokop as Jimmie "The Rocket" Zara. The weekend then came to an end and before we knew it is Thursday, which means long period Physics. It was a particularly dull lesson, so we came up with the idea to write a story. We each wrote a sentence and before you know it, we had a masterpiece. We hope that you enjoy our story and review and comment and tell us what some of your ideas are. This story is a collaborative effort and everyone's ideas are appreciated.

~Katherine and Caroline

PS. We don't own any of the characters that are in the actually High School Musical Movie. And we don't own the Jonas Brothers' song Burnin' Up. And all the brands that are mentioned? You guessed it. We don't own them. Please don't sue us. We don't live in a house made of money.

Jimmie "The Rocket" Zara was excited. The first day of school was his favorite day. He jumped out of bed and went to the kitchen to eat his morning porridge. He shoveled the porridge into his mouth only to have his tongue burned. "Crap." he muttered under his breath. "Low, Low, Low, Low, Low, Low, Low, Low" went Rocketman's phone. "Chyeahhh a new text message!"

dude where r u? there is a new girl here and she is HOT! –donnie

He dropped his phone because he was so excited. Unfortunately his Nokia phone from the 90's did not break. Rocketman's hormones were racing, the testosterone was pulsing through his veins as he got ready for school. He took off his TMNT pajamas and hopped in the shower. He poured 'Babe Magnet' body wash all over his red loofah. "Ahh. That's better." After his refreshing shower, he spent ten minutes picking out the perfect outfit. He then ran down the stairs. Rocketman kicked his orange Razor® scooter up in the air and it flipped open in one swift movement. "All rockets are gooooo!" he yelled with his pubescent voice. Rocketman zoomed down his street. He said "Yo" to Old Man Jenkins and gave him a high five. Within six minutes he arrived at school. He texted Donnie to find out the hot new girl's location.

d00d wHerE iS sHe? tHe rOckEtMan hAs aRriVed

Within seconds, he replied back.

she just went into the girls lockeroom she has gym 1st

"Chyeaheaheah," Rocketman smiled. "Girls in the lockeroom, just how I like 'em. And first thing in the morning too!

d00d i am sO tHerE itS nOt eVeN fUnE!!!!!!!!!

He knew of a window that was usually open that would allow him to look in to the girl's locker room. He decided to go see if it was open. When he got there, Trevor Doucheberg was sitting right in front of the window, eating a Quizno's sandwich. "Douche could you possibly like...move?" asked Rocketman. "Uhh, no" he simply replied. Rocketman was desperate so he took extreme actions. He ran to the back enterance of the locker room. He slowly pushed open the door. His phone vibrated in his pocket; silent mode. It was a text from Donnie.

u in man?? i don't kno where she went cause i cant see her through the window anymore. her names Karoline btw.

Karoline. He liked the sound of that. He slowly walked farther into the room, humming his own theme song, "Hungry Like The Wolf," when he was rudely interrupted. "Double-you-tee-eff? You're not a girl" said a strange looking red-head girl.
"Uh yeah…" said Rocketman.
"What are you doing in here?"
"Well…" Rocketman stuttered. He was trapped and didn't know what to say, so he ran out of the locker room, his face red. He sprinted through the halls of East High and crashed into someone. "Geez watch where you're going dude…Donnie!"
"Rocketman! What are you doing? Come on I found Karoline!" Donnie began to run, gesturing for Rocketman to follow.
"What in the name of boobs, are you talking about man?" Rocketman gasped as they ran down the hallway. "I thought you said she was in the locker room!" Donnie then stopped running and started laughing.
"You actually went in? I can't believe that you did that."
"Can you just tell me where she is?"
"You really want to meet her right?"
"Didn't you say she was hot?"
"Yeah with a capital H-O-T"
"Case closed. Now just show me where she is!"