Lemonade Mouth Page #2

in our new gym,

generously funded by our school sponsor,

TurboBlast.

Drink of champions.

Yeah. Whoo!

You the man, Brenigan.

Right there, that. That's good, Phil.

Thanks.

Our assembly today is about--

Are you ready?

--personal empowerment.

- Hi.

- Hi.

That's right. Dig deep inside,

find the power within...

Why don't you, uh, find another seat?

- Why don't you make me?

- Oh!

--excel not only on the field,

they excel in life.

All right, move it.

- Come on.

- What a freak.

A student who's willing to take risks.

An empowered student.

And by empowerment, I mean going

above and beyond what's expected of you.

You want empowered students?

Now, I know it's all within you,

and you know it is as well.

- Then you're gonna get them.

- On behalf of TurboBlast,

all our coaches--

My shirt, my decision. Okay?

Don't let your school

take away your rights. Okay?

Be heard. Use your voice.

Come on.

- He can't tell you what to wear, who to be.

- Let's go.

You can wear what you want.

We can wear whatever we want.

- Whoo!

- Come on.

Sit down.

I can wear my own T-shirt.

Wear whatever kind of shirt you want.

Today, tomorrow.

Okay. Ready? Okay.

Defense! Push 'em back!

Defense! Push 'em back!

Defense! Push 'em back! Way back!

Defense! Push 'em back!

You lost?

- Oh, no, I'm just looking--

- Detention, huh? Follow me.

- What is this place?

- This is the underground.

Robotics club. Hey, Alex.

You working hard?

Shakespeare society.

Chess club.

He hasn't found a partner in months.

Ballet.

And one, and two...

Mathletes.

Art club.

Looking good, honey

Play that, DJ. What you say?

Even the school newspaper.

Victoria, you doing good?

Anything that doesn't fit

Principal Brenigan's mold,

you'll find it down here.

Oh. This is my stop, AV club.

You're telling me Brenigan

just stuck your clubs in the basement?

Pretty much.

Unless you're wearing a varsity jacket

- or a cheer skirt, you're basically--

- Invisible.

See? You're catching on already.

Detention's at the end of the hall.

Good luck.

No, guys. You keep doing this wrong.

There is a moment

where the stars align

and fates collide,

creating that perfect union.

Mm. Hmm.

This was that moment.

I am gonna give Brenigan

a piece of my mind, and while I do,

I want you guys to just start

cleaning up or something around here.

She can't make us clean.

- It's cruel and unusual punishment.

- Welcome to high school.

This school stinks.

Can you guys just do what Miss Reznick

asked and be quiet? Okay?

I'm not getting another detention

because of you people.

Na, na, na, na, na

Na, na

Take a look around

Who would have thought

We'd all be here?

So let's mess around

'Cause the future is unclear

We got nothing better to do

We're just trying to get through

- Can you hear me?

- Ha, ha.

Can you hear me? Yeah.

Let the music groove you

Let the melody move you

Feel the beat and just let go

Get the rhythm into your soul

Let the music take you

Anywhere it wants to

When we're stuck and can't get free

No matter what, we'll still be singing

Come on, come on. Turn up the music

It's all we got. We're gonna use it

Come on, come on. Turn up the music

Yeah

All we have is now

Let's make the most of this

Come on, break it out

So everyone can hear it

- They don't have to understand

- Ha, ha.

But we'll make them if we can

Do you hear me?

Are you with me? Yeah

Let the music groove you

Let the melody move you

Feel the beat and just let go

Get the rhythm into your soul

Let the music take you

Anywhere it wants to

- When we're stuck and can't get free

- Aah!

No matter what, we'll still be singing

Come on, come on

Turn up the music

It's all we got

We're gonna use it

Feel the beat and just let go

Get the rhythm into your soul

Let the music take you

Anywhere it wants to

Come on, come on

Turn up the music

Yeah

- That was so cool.

- That was awesome.

Oh, I'm really sorry.

We just started to, um...

- We were just...

- Shh. Shh.

- We weren't...

- I...

- Uh--

- Shh! Let me think. I need to think.

- You.

- Yeah, I'm just gonna sit down.

Olivia.

Olivia, you have a beautiful voice.

Aah! Ha, ha!

Your band, it's a gift.

- We're not a band.

- We don't even know each other.

You were meant to play together.

It's-- It's destiny. Oh, come on.

You don't have a moment like that

and just ignore it.

People, they-- They need to hear you.

Shoot. That'll show Brenigan.

That will show Brenigan.

That's it. Rising Star. Ah! Rising Star.

- Rising what?

- Rising Star.

It's a talent competition.

Winner gets a record deal.

And some serious air time.

Making tomorrow's stars today

Making to-- Making to--

Just think, you guys.

You can show everyone around here

that sports isn't the only thing that matters.

So. Hee-hee. What do you think?

You in?

- Pass.

- What?

It's ridiculous.

Okay.

I really can't. Between my AP classes

and violin lessons...

Yeah, I've-- I've got stuff.

Stuff.

Okay, well, then,

what about you, Olivia?

I don't sing.

Uh, we just heard you sing.

Well, yeah, but that wasn't real, like--

Like on a stage. I can't do that.

Oh, come on. Sure you can.

No, no, trust me, it wouldn't be pretty.

The last time I performed on-stage

was my first-grade recital.

Five minutes into "Baa, Baa, Black Sheep"

I threw up down Mikey Nichols' back.

Ha, ha. Yeah, I remember that.

That was hilarious.

No, it was humiliating.

I'm sorry, I can't.

Well, I--

I guess that counts me out, right?

Can't really enter a competition

with one man in a band.

You know, unless you're thinking

of a solo career.

Which I'd be happy to consider.

Guys, Mudslide Crush are entering.

We wouldn't have a shot.

He's right. They're amazing.

They're not that amazing.

Well, if we don't stand a chance

against these Mudslide guys,

then why bother, right?

Because, you said it yourself,

you deserve to be heard.

Gram?

Gram.

Hey. Oh, Olivia, sweetie.

- Hey.

- Ha, ha. Aw.

Oh, how's Nancy doing?

Oh, she still hasn't eaten.

Nance. Come here. You need to eat.

You need to eat, old girl.

Come on, girl. Come on. Look. Yum.

Hey there, buddy.

We're going out for a ride. Wanna come?

No, I don't like to ride.

- Yes, you do.

- No, I don't.

Come on, Wen. Since when

don't you like to ride your horse?

Come on, ladies.

We are going for a ride.

Charlie!

So?

How were soccer tryouts?

Well, um

they were...

- Great.

- Oh!

- It went-- It went great.

- I knew it. I knew it. Mwah.

Why don't you come in now

and hit the books?

You're never gonna make it to Stanford

with your brother

whacking away at these drums

every day, are you?

Come on. Start with your math.

Yuck, Dad.

How can you eat that?

Imagine how that poor fish felt.

Fish don't feel pain.

Just because you don't see agony

doesn't mean it's not there.

When did you become a vegetarian?

Yeah, when did, uh, this happen?

Four months ago.

For geniuses,

you don't pay very good attention.

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