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[i_r_playmaker]

So Jase took the baby yesterday. *frowns* I miss her. I miss waking up in the middle of the night. But I'm glad I got at least two hours of sleep after they left.

Ed didn't stop by. Thank God... Luke did. We're going out tonight. So... hopefully nothing bad will happen after the whole beauty parlor thing.

Ryan, Sharpay, you might want to change your

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[drama_darbus]

Kelsi, if you don't quit rewriting the musical, we might have to select a different composer this year.

[i_r_playmaker]

Ms. Darbus, I only did it this one time.

[drama_darbus]

But we have Ryan and Sharpay, the people whom make us gather to enjoy the wonderful that is music! And they might have to change their dance, which is pure genius!

[i_r_playmaker]

*drops jaw and then remembers who she's talking to* What if I leave that perticular song alone?

[drama_darbus]

You leave all of it, or you can just rewrite your play for the nursing home down the street.

[i_r_playmaker]

*gasps* Fine. I'll leave it.

[drama_darbus]

*smiles* Good. Better to hear that the rewrite sucks from me, than from someone else later...

[i_r_playmaker]

*sighs* Yes, Ms. Darbus.

[drama_darbus]

Now, let's read that rewrite. *holds out her hand dramatically*

[i_r_playmaker]

*hestitantly hands the rewrite*

[drama_darbus]

Mmhmm. *begins reading and marking things frantically* THAT IS NOT PROXIMITY. No.. *marks* No... *marks more* Oh my. That is not cleansing to my soul at all!

[i_r_playmaker]

*groans and plugs her ears with her fingers**mutters* Make it stop....

[drama_darbus]

Well I certainly can't make anything stop! You are the composer. Maybe if you'd stop with all those West High kids then you'd have time to write a real musi-cal.

[i_r_playmaker]

*gasps* Okay, you know what. I'm am sick of everyone nagging me about those *air quotes* "West High kids" as you so bluntly put it. For your information, I like some of them more than I'll ever like half, no three fourths of the population of East High!

[drama_darbus]

Kelsi, my dear Kelsi. You've gotten a snappy tongue on you over break. I must tell you, though, if you do not calm down, I will find a replacement composer!

[i_r_playmaker]

*puts head in hands* I'm sorry, Ms. Darbus. I think its my lack of sleep. I didn't mean to snap at you.