Even though it had been almost twenty years since Ryan Evans and Kelsi Nelisen had created one of the best musicals East High had ever seen , the school it's self had not change that much. The wildcats were still one of the best teams in the divison, although Jack Bolton wasn't the coach anymore. He had given this job to his son's best friend, Chad Danforth. He had offered it to Troy, but the former captian had drama club was still active, but of course, Ms Darbus- much like - had left. She was egar to spend more time watching producations then putting them on. Her job was given to the one who helped her the most through all these years, Sharpay.

And just like when Mrs. Darbus ran the theatre, only a select few student were actually listening to what the drama teacher had to say. One of these particular students was 17 year old Emily Bolton. And even if she had not been one of the older students in the room at the moment, the others probably still would have been afraid of her. Every one knew that it was not wise to mess with Emily Bolton.

Emily sat up straight and smiled widely as she listened intently to Sharapy. She was pretty confident that no matter what the musical was, she was going to have the lead role. Sharpay looked down at the young girl and smiled . She knew exactly what Emily was thinking. The young Miss Bolton had very confidently taken the spot that Sharpay had occupied throughout her time at East High. Sharpay sighed, now if only her own daughter was more like Emily.

She cleared her throat and continued 'Okay, guys, so this year's musical is going to be a bit different. We are not going to do a show that is well known, instead we are going to do one that was written when I – alone with my brother- was president of the drama club. It was written by someone who I know very well. If someone would please pass out a copy to everyone...'

Emily stood up and grab the sheets from the blonde's hand, handing a copy to everyone. She made sure to give the first one to herself and the last one the the little brunette sitting next to her. She hated the girl more than anything. She was a threat, someone who who could possibly steal the spotlight. And Emily just couldn't have that.

Even the first time she heard her name, Cadance, Emily couldn't help but feel jealous. Cadance was name the just screamed musican, which made perfect sense seeing who her parents were. Emily was a rather plan name, not the name of someone destined to be famous. And the feeling just grew stronger the first time she heard her sing. From that time on, Emily Bolton knew she could never be friends with Cadance Evans.

When Cadance recived her copy of the musical she didn't even look up at the other girl. She just stared at the script. Twinkle Town....it sounded familiar.

'So, as you might have guessed by know, the show is called Twinkle Town' Sharpay contiuned once Emily had returned to her seat. 'That is sadly one of the only plays that I did not get the lead in....' she glared at Emily for a second -the younger girl put on a slight frown, obviosly confused about what was going on. ' Anyways,' Sharpay continued, ' The show was written by someone named Kelsi Nielson.'

At the sound of the name of the writer/composer Cadance raise her head slightly and looked up at her aunt. Sharpay smiled and nodded. Cadance smiled back. Just as she thought, her mother had written this show. Although Cadance didn't have a problem with a minor role, she knew that that wouldn't be the case with this show. She was going to get the lead, not matter what it took.

'Mrs. Baylor?' Emily asked while she raised her hand 'Have you included the songs in the script? I want to start practing this weekend for the auditions.'

'Everything you need is there. And speaking of the auditions, for the lead roles I'd prefer if you are in team of two . They will be held on Wednesday, two weeks from now, after school. I'll leave a sign up sheet on the board, thoses interested please sign up. You may go' she finished as the bell rang.

Everyone expect Emily and Cadance packed up quickly. Emily was waiting for her brother, who she was forced to dirve to and from school every hated it. He would just sit next to her in the car and chat about his day and asks her stupid questions. Cadance had stayed behind to have a quick word with her aunt.

'So, are you going to audition?' Sharpay asked as she gathered up her things.

'Well...uh.... yeah. But ...who is going to pick who gets the role?Please, it won't be my parents.'

Behind them, Emily rolled her eyes. The fact that both Cadance parents helped with all the musicales and that her aunt was the teacher really annoyed her. It was another thing she wanted from the younger girl's life. Emily's parents could barely speak to each other without ending the discussion in a fight. And due to work, her mother barely had time to see to Emily or her brother Leo, let alone talk to them . Which was the reason why she alway ended up playing babysitter.

A moment later, Leo burst into the room. It was obvious that he had been running, probably trying really hard not to be late. Sharpay gave him a quick glance and then continued to talk to her niece. Emily let out an annoyed sigh.

'Hey Em! I'm here, sorry if I'm late...' he said, smiling the way he always did .She grumbled and brushed away his apologizes with her hand. Grabbing her coat she headed out of the room, ignoring him. He quickly glance up to the others in the room, and waved . 'Hello . Baylor '

'Hey Leo' Cadance replied, putting on a small smile. Although she dispised his older sister, she thought Leo was rather sweet. And not bad looking either.

He opened his mouth tosay something more, but he was intrupted by his sister.

'Leo! Stop it! We're already late! So if you want a ride, you better hurry!'

He sighed and follow her, waving ggodbye to his friend and the drama teacher. He hated the fact that just because Emily was 2 years older then he was, she took it upon herself to boss him around.

Once the Bolton siblings were gone, Sharpay turned to her niece.'Do you need a ride?'

'Nah... I'm good. I usually walk with the Danforth tiwns...'

'Alright, then. See you tomorow!'

'But... tomorow's Saturday...' Cadance pointed out, slighlty confused.

'I know, I'm inviting myself over for dinner. Toodles!'

Cadance shook her head as her aunt walked briskly out of the room. She could definately see why sometimes her cousin did not get along with her mother. Sharpay sometimes acted more like teenager then most people her age, and sometimes it was annoying.