High School Musical 3: Senior Year Page #2

Stanford pretty much since I was born.

And you're already in. That's so cool.

Except she won't stop talking

about it. It's embarrassing.

Come on. She's proud of you.

I'm proud of you.

The thing about Stanford

is it's a thousand and fifty...

...fifty-three miles from here.

I know.

It suddenly seems like the rest

of the school year is coming so fast.

Yeah. I wish it would all just stop.

At least just slow down.

# Can you imagine what would happen

# If we could have any dream?

# I'd wish this moment

was ours to own it

# And that it would never leave

# Then I would thank that star

# That made our wish come true

# Oh, yeah

# 'Cause he knows that where you are

# Is where I should be too

# Right here

# Right now

- # Right now

- # I'm looking at you

# And my heart loves the view

- # 'Cause you mean everything

- # Everything

# Right here

# I promise you somehow

# Somehow we're gonna

# Tomorrow can wait

for some other day to be

# To be, but right now

there's you and me

# Oh, we know it's coming

# And it's coming fast

# It's always you and me

# So let's make every second last

# Make it last

# 'Cause right here

# Right now

# Yeah, I'm looking at you

# And my heart loves the view

# 'Cause you mean everything

# Right here

# I promise you somehow

# That tomorrow can wait

# For some other day to be

# To be, but right now

there's you and me

- # You and me

- # You and me

# You and me

# But right now there's

# You and me #

Is this a pirate's wheel?

No.

Very cute.

I haven't played

with Robo-Rob since third grade.

- I'm Robo-Rob. I am...

- Don't break him. Don't break him.

- That's Chad's.

- Sure it is.

Now it's just like kindergarten.

Troy? You have guests.

Don't make me come up there

and get you again. Hi, Gabriella.

We'll be right down, Mom.

She really will come up here

if we don't go down.

Oh, OK.

Right there, right there. OK,

come on through. Come on. There you go.

Wow.

Hey, Troy.

So, when's the big game?

Uh, yesterday.

Oh, well. Good luck.

- Wow.

- She's so sweet.

What are you? I mean, who are you?

Good morning, Ms. Evans. I'm Tiara Gold.

I transferred

to East High from London

and I noticed on the board you're

in need of a personal assistant.

Yeah, with finals, prom, graduation,

I need someone tracking

my appointments and assignments.

Most important, I need someone

to run lines for the musical.

- That's a theater term for...

- Learning your role. I understand.

It's best to keep

science and math books together,

since those are

first lessons of the day.

How do you know my schedule?

I took the liberty of checking,

simply to make certain

I'd have your nonfat, no-foam,

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