High school Musical 4

Forever East high

Part 1

Tiara: It's here, finally I rule the school!

No Sharpay. No Gabriella. Just me

Jimmie: Um me too.

Tiara: yeah, but you don't count.

Jimmie: why?

Tiara: you are so temperamental!

Jimmie: what's gotten into you! Never mind, just leave me here to rot, by myself!

Donny: No, with your bro, yo!

Jimmy: Deon what's up man!

Donny: the sky

Jimmy: that's my bro, how was your summer dude?

Donny: Tiaralized

Jimmy: what?!?!

Donny: she lives on my block

Jimmy: bad for you, good for me

Donny: theirs the rocket in you

Jimmy: oh gosh I can't believe Troy's not here, it's like slavery!

Donny: yeah to you, Chad calls me now and then, are families are close, and I always look at him for advice…wow who are they

Michelle: is it just me or is this school… just fabulous

Mark: well to me it's like a death trap

Michelle: wha...

Mark: with my dead in it!

Michelle: alright?

Mark: want to walk together?

Michelle: okay… man that boy!!!!

(While Michelle and Mark are walking through the hall)

Tiara: Yes, Sharpay must of thought so little to show up with me junior year!

Michelle: excuse me…

Tiara: .who

Michelle: sorry to be so rude, I'm Michelle, I'm new here, my moms the secretary and I switched schools so…

Tiara: no offence, but I don't care!

Michelle: sheesh someone has a horrible temper!

Watch out Tiara, I may just sneak up at you, when you are in your horrible estate, got that clear, alright Bubye!

Tiara: Bubye, lunatic!

Michelle: what?

Tiara: nothing

Michelle: alright, see you at auditions good luck

Tiara: you're going to need it! How did you know I act? HOW DID YOU KNOW MY NAME! Hmmm!

Michelle: ooh look at this audition info, its already getting me tasty for drama. But seriously I need more info on cheerleading and girl sports! Hmmm!

Annocer: Attention East High wildcats, to get your new combo for your new locker come to the secretary imminently

Mark: I'll get mine once I feel like it, whoever you are.

Jimmie: I know seriously

Mark: hey, you look familiar, do I know you…

Jimmie: hey, are you the kid from summer camp?

Mark: oh yeah, YEAH!

Jimmie: still sing?

Mark: you bet

Jimmie: want to start a band!

Mark: would I ever

Jimmie: and we can have auditions for a drummer, and base

Mark: now you speaking Zara language, catch you at lunch!

Jimmie: how did you know my na…?

Ms. Chessie: Well hello kids, I'm new to this school, like many of you, but I am willing to make this a fun and educational year, how about that!

Tiara: Talk about stanama

Ms. Chessie: excuse me Ms. Gold

Tiara: Oh pardon me, I just meant you would be a great performer

Ms. Chessie: thanks, I have taken drama classes.

Tiara: that proves it then

Ms. Chessie: you must be a performer also

Tiara: of course

Jimmie: I'm one too!

Mark: Me to!

Michelle: I'm not part of drama… I make it!

Ms. Chessie: alright then!

'Bell'

Ms. Chessie: oh lost track of time, don't forget to get your locker combos

Michelle: oh I won't!

Ms. Chessie: oh and don't forget musical tryouts are tomorrow during free period

Tiara: Oh I won't

Ms. Chessie: Class dismiss

Donny: Finally

Jimmie: I know right

Mark: I actually thought of it kind of interesting

Donny: okay!

Mark: La dad a dad la a dad I hate lines

Move it. Excuse me. Pardon. Coming through. Mom!

Mom: oh hi honey. Here it is

Mark: Perfect

Tiara: Why did he get to go first?

Mark: because I did

Tiara: what is with you new people!

Mark: better then anyone who stepped foot on east high property hum.

La dad a dad la a dad

Tiara: yuck, now where's mine

Mom: talk like that sweetie could get you a detention, oh look your right next to my daughter

Tiara: ill tell her about you…

Mom: that's nice, now run along

Tiara: yeah the bad stuff.

Jimmie: wow basketball starts tomorrow, already!

Donny: yes, finally

Jimmie: what period does it say?

Donny: 5

Jimmie: isn't that drama tryouts

Donny: yeah. Choose

Jimmie: as much as I'd love to step into Troy's legacy, acting's way better

Donny: alright then

Lavander: Hi, boys looking great today, cheerleading try outs are tomorrow in the gym, I'd love to see you there, bye.

Jimmie: alright

Donny: wow, it's not every day you see a girl like that

Jimmie: ill go to basketball or maybe…urge

Donny: Pure Zara!

Jimmie: this world is pure Zara, get use to it dude, I thought you were my bro

Donny: alright, Zara and Deon forever

Jimmie: and ever

Both: wildcats

Donny: for

Jimmie: ever!

'Lunch'

Tiara: gosh, these people make me sick, their worse then, then Sharpay,

And that even took a lot to say!

Jimmie: hey Gold

Tiara: Jimmy, you know I recommend Tiara

Jimmie: Wow, are you okay?

Tiara: I'm fine silly, I'm glad you're trying out

Jimmie: yeah… I love acting

Tiara: it's like playing a role you never had

Jimmie: I know I felt like Troy in the musical last year!

Tiara: That's because you were him, silly

Mark: Hey Zara over here

Tiara: Alright, see you tomorrow!

Jimmie: right!

Mark: she has spoiled all over her

Jimmie: she's actually really nice

Mark: yeah, she is

Jimmie: hey, do still play base

Mark: yeah why?

Jimmie: Maybe you can play base, and she can sing

Mark: Rocket say what! Hey Jimmie I sing!

Jimmie: Just a suggestion

Mark: Next time think smarter

Jimmie: okay?

Donny: Hey Jimmy over here!

Jimmie: sorry Mark got to get to my bro

Mark: Okay see you latter

Michelle: You're right

Mark: about what

Michelle: this school is full of my prey

Mark: same here!

Michelle: this school will be under are arms by senior year

Mark: definitely

"Bell"

Michelle: hey do we have Spanish together

Mark: it's my next class

Michelle: Mine too!

Mark: yeah us!

Michelle: I know

"Walking"

Mark: so who's your prey?

Michelle: That Tiara girl

Mark: she's tough, I'm after Jimmie, I'm the one who needed that spotlight at camp, not him!

Michelle: is he doing the show?

Mark: sadly

Michelle: looks like Tiaras doing it too, should I do it?

Mark: Maybe

Michelle: Ill think

Mrs. Montez: you're late

Mark: my moms the secretary

Mrs. Montez: okay get to your seats

'Paper airplane goes to Michelle"

Michelle reading: I'm the one with the Tiara!

Michelle: That brat!

"End of school"

Michelle: That Tiara girl is gunna wish she hadn't messed with me

Mark: okay?