It was time for lunch break, and after a long winded description of all of the costumes, they all needed a break and some food.

Vanessa, Troy, Kelsi, Taylor and Chad walked together to the cafeteria. It looked almost empty. "Hey, heaps of seats to choose from," Chad noticed. It was hard to decide which table to sit at, because there were just so many to choose from. Zeke was sitting alone, with some cakes he baked. "ZEKE!" Chad screamed a few times to get his attention, but didn't notice he was already looking up at him.

"Yes Chad," Zeke answered. "Come sit down," he added. They all sat down and waited for someone to mention another word.

"Well Zeke, why are you feeling so glum?" Taylor asked.

"Well, it's just that I asked Sharpay and Ryan to sit with me today so we could talk about when they could come to my house and learn some baking," Zeke admitted.

"Oh, please excuse me," Taylor said.

"Psst! Kel, I don't think they're interested in baking," Taylor whispered to Kelsi.

"Well, Zeke, I don't think they're interested," Kelsi admitted.

Taylor shoved Kelsi in the shoulder and looked at her with a frown.

"Why not?" Zeke asked.

"Not everyone is interested, Zeke," Taylor explained.

"I guess so, I don't want to sit here anymore, here, take the muffin," Zeke glumly said and pushed the muffin hard along the table and it went whizzing into Chad's chest.

"Mine now!" Chad said enthusiastically but no-one was in the mood.

They'd all wasted time trying to talk to Zeke and didn't notice the time fly by. Lunch break was over and they didn't even get to eat anything. They needed food, but it was too late now, the bell was about to go.

Ring! There it went, and they had no food to eat. It wasn't just Taylor or Troy who didn't eat, it was all of them. "Grr! I'm starving! Geez!" Troy grouched.

"Hey! You're not the only one who didn't eat, this is our second day in a row Vanessa and I didn't eat at lunch break," Kelsi responded.

"Yeh!" Vanessa added.

"Later then, I'll meet you all at parent-teacher interviews, cafeteria is open then," Kelsi decided. They all nodded in agreement.

So, as a hungry group, they made their way back to the classroom. Kelsi really felt like telling the others 'Now you know how I feel' but she'd keep it inside because they're probably grouchy and hungry enough.

"Welcome back to class students," Ms. Darbus announced all happy and cheerful.

"Hi Ms. Darbuss," Troy responded, so lack of energy.

"Fifteen minutes back inside, so I thought we'd do a small game," Ms. Darbus announced cheerfully.

"Uh… no… I hate Ms. Darbus' 'small games,'" Kelsi whispered to Vanessa. She nodded back.

"What's that Kelsi!?" Ms. Darbus shouted.

"Nothing Ms. Darbus," Kelsi replied.

"I heard something, you can start the game then," Ms. Darbus announced. "We're playing 'Ms. Darbus' Fun-filled Musical Drama Chairs' and we all know how to play this, Kelsi, when you're ready, sing," Ms. Darbus announced.

"I feel so sorry for you Kel," Taylor whispered when she walked past Kelsi when she went to set up the chairs to play the game.

The aim of Ms. Darbus' Fun-filled Musical Drama Chairs was to pretend to be performing the song the singer was singing, and when she stops, they rush to a chair. It works the same as Musical Chairs, but Ms. Darbus' way.

Kelsi walked behind the curtains at the front of Ms. Darbus' classroom and found a keyboard, she sat behind there and began playing 'Breaking Free.' Troy began singing the words to the song and as he danced around the corner of the oval the chairs were set up in, the song stopped and he dashed without thinking to the chair he thought was right next to him. There was nothing there, so he fell to the ground and slid across to Ms. Darbus. "Sit here Troy," Ms. Darbus said pointing to the chair next to her.

Troy sat down and watched the other student dance around and dash for chairs. "Go and replace Kelsi," Ms. Darbus instructed. Troy nodded and disappeared behind the curtains and Kelsi came out of the curtains.

Troy began singing and the same drill happened with the students. Ring! The bell rang to end the day and begin Parent-Teacher interviews. Without a second thought, they all rushed out of the class and left Ms. Darbus standing in the middle of the class, staring at the chairs. They were left in a riot, a majority of them pushed over.

Ms. Darbus let out a deep sigh as she picked up the chairs and arranged them in the way they were before the students had spun a tornado through them so the parents won't think that this is the way they have it everyday.

Coach Bolton walked in the classroom without knocking and gave Ms. Darbus an unpleasant shock. "EXCUSE ME!" Ms. Darbus screamed without second thought.

"Oh! Darbus what do you think you're telling me, it's parent-teacher interviews," Coach Bolton snapped back.

"Sorry BOLTON! Let's begin," Ms. Darbus snapped in defence.

"Well, all should be good because Troy is a good student," Coach Bolton began.

"Yes, that's true, but I need to ask you a question. Troy, you see is joining the Drama Club and he is also apart of the Wildcats, but he needs good commitment to the Drama Club and Wildcats. He needs to choose one which he will dedicate to and the other will just be a back-up, and if he chooses either, then one will be left as the lowest mark for commitment. I am writing reports now, and I'm sure you are too, and we mark for commitment and effort. The effort in one area can be fantastic, but the commitment won't be there. I'm happy for you to go and discuss this with Troy or you can decide for him. What is your decision? Wildcats or Drama Club?" Ms. Darbus explained.

"Well, you know my answer, I am a coach and coaches support whatever they teach, I'm sure that if you were deciding, then you would choose the Drama Club. Correct?" Coach Bolton asked.

"Yes, certainly, of course I'd choose the Drama Club because that is what I teach and mark," Ms. Darbus replied.

"Well, then my decision, whether Troy likes it or not is the Wildcats! I have to go! Good day Darbus," Coach Bolton snapped and walked out the door.

Kelsi, Troy, Chad, Taylor and Vanessa sat at the cafeteria eating their lunch. It felt so good to cease the hunger.

Ms. Darbus prepared her seats and made the classroom neater for the next parent. Mrs. Neilsen knocked on the door and walked inside.

"Ah! Mrs. Nielsen!" Ms. Darbus greeted.

"Hello Ms. Darbus," Mrs. Nielson greeted.

"Now, Kelsi has been committing herself to the Drama Club by composing and accompanying the students when they sing, she has a fantastic talent for the piano and she is sure to score in my class," Ms. Darbus explained.

"Thank you Ms. Darbus, I'll be sure to tell her. I need to ask you, is there anything else she can do to earn extra marks from Drama Club?" Mrs. Nielson asked.

"No Mrs. Nielson. She has earned full marks for Drama Club for both effort and commitment," Ms. Darbus replied.

"Thanks Ms. Darbus and good bye," Mrs. Nielson thanked and walked out the door waving her hand.

"Good bye Mrs. Nielsen," Ms. Darbus waved and packed up the chairs.

Mrs. Nielson walked to the cafeteria and collected Kelsi and they left. Troy was still in the cafeteria, confused of where his father had gone.

"Anyone inside?" Mr. Danforth asked as he knocked on the door.

"Yes, come in Mr. Danforth," Ms. Darbus invited.

Mr. Danforth opened the door and took a seat.

"So, how has Chad been?" Mr. Danforth asked.

"Well, so far so good, but I have been seeing him lately in detention… but after the actual Drama Club Twinkle Towne Winter Musicale, his face wasn't shown in detention after that," Ms. Darbus explained.

"That's good news," Mr. Danforth replied.

"Either then that, he's been very committed to the Wildcats, and Coach Bolton will tell you that if you're seeing him," Ms. Darbus explained.

"OK, I'm actually going to see him," Mr. Danforth explained.

"Bye then!" Ms. Darbus said.

"Bye bye!" Mr. Danforth said whilst walking out the door.

Mr. Danforth went off to see Coach Bolton.

"Come in Mr. McKessie!" greeted Ms. Darbus.

"Hello Ms. Darbus, good to see you," greeted Mr. McKessie.

"Taylor has been to detention once this year, and although she's not committed to the club, she does put effort into my classes. She's well committed to her maths classes, and you can see the maths teacher for her marks on that. I've given her a B for her mark in this class," Ms. Darbus explained.

"Thank you Ms. Darbus, I'll be seeing her maths teacher and I'll tell her that information," Mr. McKessie explained.

"Thank you, good bye," said Ms. Darbus.

"Bye!" Mr. McKessie waved.

Ms. Darbus interviewed the rest of the class' parents and by the time she had finished, Taylor, Chad, Troy, Vanessa and Kelsi had gone home. It was getting dark and Ms. Darbus had to prepare for another day.