Hips Don't Lie (Rosie & Dez)

Empire State of Mind & Firework (Austin, Ally, Trish, & Rosie)

Only Girl in The World (Kira, Cassidy & Tilly)

Time After Time (Austin & Ally)

Poker Face & Crazy (Kira, Cassidy, and Tilly)

Lady Marmalade (Austin, Ally, Rosie, & Trish)

Girl on Fire (Ally)

Born This Way & Just The Way You Are (Kira & her sidekicks)

You Make Me Feel, Don't You Forget About Me, Need You Now, & Don't Stop Believin (Austin, Ally, Trish, Dez, & Rosie)

New List of Songs that they will each sing. If it says &, then it means that they're like mashed up.

—

That Kira girl seemed like a really mean person. She seems to think that she's all that.

"So what about Kira?" I asked.

"Kira is the diva of the school," informed Trish. "She can sing and dance, but she thinks she's all that."

"I can tell by the way she walked," smirked Rosie. "I just thought something was wrong with her legs."

"What about those two other girls?"

"Cassidy and Tilly are like her sidekicks." said Trish. "They can sing and dance too, but not as good as Kira. Tilly is a little…"

"Air-headed?" I said.

"Stupid?" said Rosie.

"Both. Also, a little more crazy. She tries to act like Kira a bit, by saying that she hates everything. Now Cassidy is the muscle on their squad."

"If we ever fight them, I call Cassidy," said Rosie.

"Also, she's a pueta. Can't stop messing around no matter what."

"Yep, I can take on that whore as well."

—

It was nighttime. We all slept in our rooms.

My bed was very comfortable. It must be one of those foam mattresses.

Suddenly, a loud snoring woke me up. It was Trish. She was snoring louder than a Kodiak bear.

"Trish!" I yelled silently.

She woke up and removed her blindfold from her eyes.

"What?" She moaned.

"Keep your snoring down."

"Why? It's not my fault."

"It's waking me up and it might wake up Rosie."

Rosie woke up too.

"It don't bother me," said Rosie. "I'm a very heavy shleeper. Not even World War III could wake me up."

"Rosie, why are you talking funny?" I asked.

"My headgear, alright?"

"You wear headgear?" laughed Trish.

"Ssshut up! Good night!"

"Good night." I said.

The next morning appeared in the blink of an eye.

I got up and got dressed. I had on one of my favorite outfit. My white t-shirt, reddish-brown leather jacket, light blue jeans, and brown boots.

Rosie had on a black KISS t-shirt, combat boots, and grey and black cheetah print pants.

Trish had a red and white striped dress and a navy blue jacket.

"Ready for class?" I asked.

"I'm gonna rock it," said Rosie. "My style is black, rocker chick."

"My style is chic but wild child!" said Trish.

"Oh, yeah?" I said. "My style is girly, fierce, and hot!"

"She got it there." Rosie pointed it out.

Rosie and I had Mr. Penbrooke for algebra. As we were about to sit in the middle of the class, three girls took our seat. It was none other than Kira, Tilly, and Cassidy.

"Just as I thought," I murmured.

"Cute outfit," said Kira. "Where did you get it from? Sears?"

They started laughing.

"Give her a break, Kira." said Cassidy. "She's wearing the same clothes that I wore when I was still a virgin."

They also laughed at that. It's true. I'm still a virgin.

"You know that haircut you have there is for lesbians only," said Tilly.

"Good one, Tilly," laughed Cassidy.

"All right. That's it. Y'all are going down!" said Rosie.

I held Rosie back. She was really strong. It was almost like she could yank me off of my feet right now.

"Rose, stop!" I said.

Rosie stopped. Kira said, "Better watch your back."

"That makes you stupid 'cause I can't even see my back!" barked Rosie.

"Rosie!" I said.

I yanked her back and we sat in the very front of the right away from Kira.

Before Mr. Penbrooke could close the door, a guy ran through it.

He had shaggy blonde hair. The guy had a lanky appearance. I'm sure his eyes were a certain kind of brown. He seemed to look boyish and kind of cute.

"Sorry, I'm late," he said to Penbrooke.

"That better be the only tardy you get, Mr. Moon," said Penbrooke.

The blonde guy sat in the very last seat in the back of the row where Rosie sat.

I found myself staring at him. Why was I doing that? I've never stared at a guy so much before.

His eyes turned to me and he saw me. The guy caught me staring at him.

I turned back to the front quickly.

Wow, I thought. That guy saw me! If I had the ability to read the minds of others, I would read his mind now. I wonder what he thought of me as.

"You're staring at Blondie over there, aren't you, Alls?" Rosie whispered.

"Uhh…no," I hesitated. "W-Why would you think that, Rose?"

"Come on. Don't pretend like you're not looking at him. I could tell you just wanna stare at you again."

"Maybe."

"I knew it."

"What should I do?"

"Stare at him again. That'll lead you in."

I did what Rosie said and looked back at him.

All of a sudden, he stared at me. We both started staring into each other's eyes. I couldn't stop. I-I just couldn't.

The guy got out of his seat. He walked over to me. His arms yanked me out of my chair and crushed my body against his chest. We were making out.

Oh, God. His arms were wrapped around my waist. My hands tickled through his shaggy hair. This moment was incredible.

One thing I realized was that it was just a daydream. When my mind snapped back to reality, he was indeed staring back at me.

"Mr. Moon?" called out Mr. Penbrooke.

The guy, or Mr. Moon, stopped and responded to Penbrooke.

"Uhh…yes, sir?" He said.

"The question. What answer did you choose for question number three?"

"Uhh. I put eight…point…four?"

"It's multiple choice."

Some of the class started giggling. I giggling along as well.

"Sorry about that."

Rosie leaned towards me and whispered, "Be careful. I just caught Kira looking at you looking at him. She doesn't like it."

I looked at Kira. Her jaw clenched behind the skin of her lips and she gave me a look.

—

Today wasn't so bad. Most of the teachers were pretty cool and all of the classes were fun.

As I was writing in my diary on my bed, Rosie was painting her toenails and Trish was on her laptop.

"Hey, guys," I said, "have y'all ever had a boyfriend?"

"Of course," said Rosie. "I had a lot. But I don't think four is enough."

"Yeah, I had a few boyfriends," said Trish. "How about you, Ally?"

"No." I felt embarrassed.

"Never?" said Trish.

I nodded.

"Who's the guy?" asked Trish.

"I already know," said Rosie. "Some blonde guy she was making goo-goo eyes at in algebra."

"What's his name?"

"I don't know." I said. "Penbrooke calls him Mr. Moon."

"Moon?! Austin Moon!"

"You know him?"

"Yep. One of the most talented students here. He can sing, dance, act, and play almost every instrument. It's his second year here."

"I was staring at him and Kira caught us looking at each other. She looked mad."

"Oh, yeah. They used to date."

"Date?"

"Exes now. He dumped her last year. Also, he doesn't perform that much anymore."

"Why?"

"Beats me."

"So, Rose," I said, "any guy here for you?"

"You know that red guy at the auditions with the horror film?" She said.

"Dez Finklestor?"

"Yep. He's cute."

"Wow," said Trish. "You look more like you're into Hispanic guys."

"Nope. I loovvvveee the redheads! Especially that Carrot-Top director!"

"I hoping to get some guy this year too," said Trish.

"Well, let's hope this year goes by fast," said Rosie.