Disclaimer: Okay, once again: I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT. NO MATTER HOW MUCH I WISH I DID.
(At the High School)
Rosalie: (Dancing on a cafeteria table) WOOOOOOOOOO!
Bella: Alice? What the hell is Rosalie doing?
Alice: She's dancing on a table. Oh, God, now she's singing.
Rosalie: Fergalicious definition: make them boys go loco... (Continues signing and dancing)
Bella: What's wrong with her?
Alice: I dunno! She ate a banana this morning…
Bella: But, she's not supposed to have human food!
Alice: I guess now we know why.
Bella: Rosalie, stop dancing!
Rosalie: No frickin way! (Still dancing)
Random Student: Didn't she graduate last year? (Rosalie hits him with a cafeteria tray)
Bella: Rose I'm sorry about this…. (Throws Philippe at Rosalie)
Philippe: Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! (Hits Rosalie in the face)
Rosalie: EEEWWWWW! I have a sexy rodent on my face! (Jumps up and down like a freak, then passes out)
Principal: (Appears out of nowhere) you all have detention!
Bella: Nuh-uh! Philippe, get him!
Philippe: (Battle Cry) (Jumps on principal)
Principal: (Screams like a girl and passes out)
Voice from the sky: Mwahahaha!