1. Wear earmuffs. Every few minutes, ask the teacher to speak louder.

2. When the teacher calls your name in roll, respond, "That's my name. Don't wear it out!"

3. Leave permanent markers by the dry-erase board.

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The whole gang was gathered in the hallway, talking before the bell rang for them to go to homeroom. The guys seemed really anxious to get to class, and that made the girls suspicious.

"What are you guys going to do?" Sharpay asked.

The guys looked at each other, exchanging glances.

"Nothing," Chad responded, a little too quickly.

"Right," the girls said, before rolling their eyes. They knew the guys had planned something, and they wondered what they were planning to do in homeroom.

Several minutes later, the bell rang, and the gang headed into Ms. Darbus' room for homeroom.

When they walked into class, Chad and Jason walked up to the front of the room, and put something by the dry-erase board. They then walked back to the rest of the gang.

"What did you two do?" the girls asked.

"Oh, nothing really," Chad replied. "We just put some permanent markers up by the dry-erase board," Jason added. The girls laughed at what they did, because they thought that it was pretty clever.

After several minutes, the bell rang, signaling that it was time for homeroom to start. Ms. Darbus walked in, and began her morning routine.

"Good morning, class. As usual, I will be doing roll call, then we will go on with a little talk about Shakespeare."

The class groaned, because they didn't really feel like learning about Shakespeare. Then the roll call began.

"Kaylee Adams."

"Here."

"Zeke Baylor."

"That's my name. Don't wear it out!"

"Next time I call your name, Mr. Baylor, just say 'yes.' Nothing else. Troy Bolton?"

"That's my name. Don't wear it out!"

"Mr. Bolton, did you hear what I told Mr. Baylor?"

"Yes, Ms. Darbus. I did. Why?"

"Well, do that the next time! Amy Caysen?"

"Here."

"Jason Cross?"

"That's my name. Don't wear it out!"

"Mr. Cross! Listen to what I say! Amber Day?"

"Here."

"Chad Danforth?" Ms. Darbus said, with a little hesitation. 'He'll probably say the same thing that Zeke, Troy, and Jason said,' she thought.

"That's my name. Don't wear it out!" snickers were heard in the room as the other students were laughing at him saying the same thing the other guys had said.

"Mr. Danforth, listen when I tell the others what to do next time!" She called names, until she arrived at Ryan's name. 'He's a good student. He won't do the same thing that the other, less bright students did,' she thought. But she was wrong. Very wrong. "Ryan Evans?"

"That's my name. Don't wear it out!"

"Mr. Evans, your a model student! I told the other boys not to do it, so don't do it again!" After finishing roll call, she started her boring talk on Shakespeare.

Halfway into the talk, the guys looked at each other, and Chad gave a signal. Immediately, Troy, Chad, Jason, Zeke, and Ryan slipped earmuffs onto their ears. The rest of the class tried their best to conceal their laughing.

After a couple more minutes, Chad spoke up.

"Could you please speak louder, Ms. Darbus? I can't hear you." The rest of the class snickered when Ms. Darbus went, "Alright, Mr. Danforth. I will speak louder."

The other guys did this, until it was Jason's turn.

"Could you please speak louder, Ms. Darbus?" he asked. "I can't hear you." The rest of the class was now roaring with laughter. Ms. Darbus turned around, to see what was so funny. She then saw the guys wearing earmuffs.

"Mr. Bolton, Mr. Danforth, Mr. Cross, Mr. Baylor, and Mr. Evans, take the earmuffs off RIGHT NOW!" The guys sadly complied, taking the earmuffs off, and stuffing them in their backpacks.

After class, the girls met the guys in the hall.

"That was hilarious!" Sharpay exclaimed. The other girls agreed. The group of friends walked down the hall, the guys happy their annoying tricks went well, while the girls were wondering what the guys were planning to do next.

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That was the first part. I'm not sure what ones I'll write about next, but they'll probably be up by Wednesday. Once again, I don't own anything.