Lemonade Mouth: Cars Version
(Olivia is a pink Porsche, Wen is a yellow mini-van, Stella is a red Cadillac, Mo is a blue Porsche, looks a lot like Sally except she has brown eyes instead of blue, Charlie is a black Cadillac, and Scott is a silver Ferrari. Since they are only teenagers, they are a bit smaller than adult cars)
Poets. Geniuses. Revolutionaries. Lemonade Mouth has been called all of these things. But the story of how our band came to be is a mystery to them all. I wonder if they'd believe it. If I told them that it all started, right in detention.
(Ms. Rezenick is a purple Porsche)
"The rules in here are simple." Ms. Rezenick began. "No eating, no drinking, no tapping no texting. You break a rule, I got another day of detention, are we clear? Great."
Stella Yumada, lead guitar.
Wen Gifford, keyboard.
Mo Banjorree, bass.
Charlie Delgado, drum god.
And, me. Olivia White. Future lead singer for Lemonade Mouth. It was this rag-tag group of five that started it all.
"I have decided, that we are gonna clean up around here, we're gonna unpack and, we're gonna turn this storage room, into a music room." Ms. Rezenick said. "I mean, we may as well make the most of it. We've been banished to the basement." Suddenly, we heard a toilet flush. "Did you hear that?" Ms. Rezenick asked. We heard it again. This really got Ms. Rezenick mad. "You know what, if they spent a fraction of what that new gymnasium cost to this music program alive I-" We heard the noise again. "That is it, that is it!" Ms. Rezenick exclaimed.
But, if I'm going to tell you this right, I need to go back, to the morning it all began...