Okay. Fist off, I just want to say that I dedicate this chapter to xamyxjx because I love her times a billion for all her reviews she's given me for ALL my stories. I don't think she hasn't reviewed a single one. So thank you!
And thank you to everyone else who reviewed. You guys rock!
So here's chapter 2 for ya!
Disclaimer: I own the writing, the plot, and Beth Richards. I do not own High School Musical, Wicked, Popular, I'm Not That Girl, or Dancing Through Life. Yeash.
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Chapter 2 – Auditions
Beth and Sharpay rushed through the halls of East High, arms linked, high heels clicking on the hard floor. It seemed as if the students parted for the two blondes, letting them through without trouble. Sharpay bit her lip nervously, for she knew they bell was only seconds from ringing. The doors to the auditorium came into view, and the girls sped up. They swung the doors open, and slid into two seats in the very front just before the bell rang.
Ms. Darbus sauntered her way to the front of the auditorium. She cleared her throat, and the students' attention was immediately placed on her.
"Young, aspiring actors and actresses. We have gathered here today to audition for one of Broadway's finest, and famous, musicals that East High shall be putting into production for this year's Winter Musicale. Now, we shall go in order of the sign up sheets, making Ms. Gabriella Montez our first one up." She announced. Gabriella sheepishly stood and made her way to the stage. She climbed up, and Kelsi started the CD.
Gabriella's voice rang out through the auditorium. Sharpay smirked. Gabriella was also auditioning for one of the main roles, Glinda. She sang the words of 'Popular'correctly, and hit all the right notes. But she had no…performance, Sharpay decided. She ended the song, and the crowd clapped.
"Troy Bolton." Ms. Darbus announced. Troy climbed up onto the stage, then turned to face the audience.
"Umm…I need a Glinda real quick." Hands shot into the air, but Ms Darbus skimmed the sign up sheet.
"Beth Richards." She called out. Beth shrugged before joining Troy on the stage. That's when Kelsi started the music.
"(Troy) Dancing through
life Dancing
through life
The
trouble with school is
They always try to teach the wrong
lesson
Believe me, I've been kicked out
Of enough of them to
know
They want you to become less callow
Less shallow
But I
say: why invite stress in?
Stop studying strife
And learn to
live "the unexamined life":
Skimming the surface
Gliding where turf is smooth
Life's
more painless
For the brainless
Why think too hard?
When
it's so soothing
Dancing through life
No need to tough it
When
you can sluff it off as I do
Nothing matters
But knowing
nothing matters
It's just life
So keep dancing through
Swaying and sweeping
And always keeping cool
Life
is fraught-less
When you're thoughtless
Those who don't
try
Never look foolish
Dancing through life
Mindless and
careless
Make sure you're where less
Trouble is rife
Woes
are fleeting
Blows are glancing
When you're dancing
Through
life:
(spoken) So - what's the most swankified place in town?
(Beth)
(spoken) That would be the Ozdust Ballroom.
FIYERO
(spoken)
Sounds perfect.
(sung) Let's go down to the Ozdust Ballroom
We'll
meet there later tonight
We can dance till it's light
Find the
prettiest girl:
Give 'er a whirl:
Right on down to the Ozdust
Ballroom
Come on - follow me
You'll be happy to be there."
"Thank you, Mr. Bolton." Ms. Darbus said. Troy nodded, and he and Beth walked off the stage, only to greet the wild applause. Sharpay rolled her eyes.
A few more students went, including Beth who sang 'Popular' also. Finally, Sharpay was called up onto the stage. She stood in the center, and nodded to Kelsi, who started the music.
"Whenever I see
someone Popular! To be popular Don't be
offended by my frank analysis La la la
la When I see depressing
creatures They were popular! Please - And
though you protest
Less fortunate than I
(And let's face it - who
isn't
Less fortunate than I?)
My tender heart
Tends to start
to bleed
And when someone needs a makeover
I simply have to
take over
I know I know exactly what they need
And even in your
case
Tho' it's the toughest case I've yet to face
Don't worry -
I'm determined to succeed
Follow my lead
And yes, indeed
You
will be:
You're gonna be popular!
I'll teach
you the proper ploys
When you talk to boys
Little ways to flirt
and flounce
I'll show you what shoes to wear
How to fix your
hair
Everything that really counts
I'll
help you be popular!
You'll hang with the right cohorts
You'll
be good at sports
Know the slang you've got to know
So let's
start
'Cause you've got an awfully long way to go:
Think of it as personality
dialysis
Now that I've chosen to be come a pal, a
Sister and
adviser
There's nobody wiser
Not when it comes to popular -
I
know about popular
And with an assist from me
To be who you'll
bee
Instead of dreary who-you-were: are:
There's nothing that
can stop you
From becoming popu-
Ler: lar:
We're gonna make
You popular
With unprepossessing features
I remind them on their
own behalf
To think of
Celebrated heads of state or
Specially
great communicators
Did they have brains or knowledge?
Don't
make me laugh!
It's all about
popular!
It's not about aptitude
It's the way you're viewed
So
it's very shrewd to be
Very very popular
Like me!
Your disinterest
I know clandestinely
You're
gonna grin and bear it
Your new found popularity
La la la
la
You'll be popular -
Just not as quite as popular
As me!"
As she finished the song, Sharpay flung her arms into the air. She let her arms fall to her sides as the crowd burst into applause. Sharpay saw Gabriella's eyes fall to her lap, for she knew she would not get the part.
The blonde made her way back to her seat, and leaned over to her friend.
"Was I really that good?" she inquired. Beth rolled her eyes.
"You were perfect Pay." Beth assured. Sharpay nodded as another student was called to the stage.
By the time auditions were over, there had been 13 Glindas, 7 Fiyeros, 4 Elphabas, and 2 Nessa Roses. Ms. Darbus whistled over the crowd, and they hushed quickly.
"Since we have a few minutes left of class, I have a request. Sharpay Evans, you know the whole play by heart, yes?" Sharpay nodded. "Sing 'I'm not that Girl'." She ordered. Beth shot Sharpay a look, but Sharpay only shrugged. She climbed onto the stage, and mentally switched herself from the perkiness of Glinda, to the emotion of utter truthfulness and sadness of Elphaba's song. She took a deep breath before beginning along with the music.
"Hands touch, eyes
meet Don't
dream too far Ev'ry
so often we long to steal Blithe smile, lithe limb Don't wish, don't
start
Sudden silence, sudden heat
Hearts leap in a giddy
whirl
He could be that boy
But I'm not that girl:
Don't lose sight of who you are
Don't remember
that rush of joy
He could be that boy
I'm not that girl
To the land of what-might-have-been
But
that doesn't soften the ache we feel
When reality sets back
in
She who's winsome, she wins
him
Gold hair with a gentle curl
That's the girl he chose
And
Heaven knows
I'm not that girl:
Wishing only wounds the heart
I wasn't born for the rose
and the pearl
There's a girl I know
He loves her so
I'm not
that girl"
Sharpay was greeted to complete silence before the ringing of the bell broke the trance everyone seemed to be in. Sharpay nervously stepped down from her perch atop the stage, and joined Beth.
"Umm, the results will be posted tomorrow!" Ms. Darbus called after the rushing students.
"So, how bad was I?" Sharpay asked. Beth smirked.
"Sharpay, I don't think you'll be getting the part you thought you would." Beth answered before rushing off down the halls. Sharpay stood in the middle of the hallway, students rushing around, a confused expression on her face.
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