Lemonade Mouth | Charlie

Chapter 5: Determinate

We were now all onstage, getting ready when light flashes at Olivia's face, making her cover her eyes.

"Hey, nice costumes. Oh, you're not wearing any?" Ray asked, making fun of us as everyone laughs.

Olivia looks at Wen and I nodding as Wen starts to play the keyboard.

You: Normal
Olivia: Italics
Both: Bold
All: Bold + Italics

(Ooo~)
Trying hard to fight these tears
I'm crazy worried (Ooo~)
Messing with my head, this fear
I'm so sorry
You know you gotta get it out
I can't take it
That's what being a friend's about

I gave a small smirk before the music gets upbeat.

I, I wanna cry
I can't deny I wanna up and hide
And get inside
It isn't right I gotta live in my life

I know I, I know I, I know I gotta do it
I know I, I know I, I know I gotta do it

[Olivia/Mo/Stella] Gotta turn the world
Into your dance floor (dance floor!)
De-de-determinate
De-de-determinate
Push until you can't and then demand more
De-de-determinate
De-de-determinate

You and me together
We can make it better
Gotta turn the world into your dance floor
De-de-determinate
De-de-determinate

Hate to feel this way (this way)
And waste a day
I gotta get myself on-stage
I shouldn't wait or be afraid
The chips will fall where they may

I know I, I know I, I know I gotta do it
I know I, I know I, I know I gotta do it

[Olivia/Mo/Stella] Gotta turn the world
Into your dance floor (dance floor!)
De-de-determinate
De-de-determinate
Push until you can't and then demand more
De-de-determinate
De-de-determinate (De-de-determinate!)

You and me together
We can make it better
Gotta turn the world into your dance floor
De-de-determinate
De-de-determinate

Wen:
It's Wen, and I'm heaven-sent
Music like a veteran
Renegade lemonade
Use it in my medicine
Go ahead and try to name a band
We ain't better than
Reason why the whole world's picking us
Instead of them
People need a breather
'Cause they're feeling that adrenaline
Stop
Now hurry up and let us in
Knock
'Cause we're coming to your house
People keep on smiling
Like a lemon's in their mouth
I'm the real deal
You know how I feel
We're not it for the mill
We're just in it for a thrill
Get down now
I ain't playin' around
Put your feet up on the ground
And just make that sound like
([Mo/Y/n] Yeah yeah!~)

[Olivia/Mo/Stella] Gotta turn the world
Into your dance floor (dance floor!)
De-de-determinate
De-de-determinate (De-de-determinate!)
Push until you can't and then demand more
De-de-determinate
De-de-determinate (De-de-determinate!)

You and me together
We can make it better
Gotta turn the world into your dance floor
De-de-determinate
De-de-determinate (De-de-determinate!)

Come on and, come on and
Come on and get it going (Come on~!)
Come on and, come on and
Come on and get it going (Oh!)

On the dance floor
On the dance floor (Yeah-heh~)
Dance floor
Determinate

After the song ended, everybody was cheering and clapping.

"Okay. Well, we're Lemonade Mouth. And now a few words from our lead guitarist, Stella Yamada," Olivia said to the crowd as everyone cheered.

"Come on. Everybody, we want you to pass these back, so hurry up," Stella announced as Mo, Olivia and I were passing the lemonades to the crowd.

"We'd like to shine a light on a recent change that affects us all. We'd like to talk about... Lemonade. The Mel's lemonade machine in the basement is scheduled for removal to help pay for this gymnasium. It's about this school, it's testing certain people like they matter more than others. Or like funding for sports is more important than a music program. Or a school newspaper, or any one of us. We all deserve to be treated like we matter. Because ladies and gentlemen, we do matter!" Stella yells as we all went back to play music.

Be heard, be strong be proud
I wanna make some noise
Stand up, come on, be loud
We're gonna raise our voice
Come on, come on, come on
You gotta hear me now
You gotta hear me now
You gotta hear me now

[Stella] Hey now, we no longer wait around
My team's stronger like weights now
Keeps on growing our muscle keeps on showing
[Wen] We came here to make a change
We came her to rearrange
We came here cause we believe
We came here cause we achieve
[Stella] While I got the microphone
Make sure how I feel is known
All for one, we rock the zone
How I feel to each his own
[Wen] All my people, treat 'em right
We reserve the right to fight
For what we want
For what we need
To the front, we shall proceed

Here we come and we're ready to go, go, go
You better run cause we don't take no, no, no
[Olivia+Y/n] Come on

Be heard, be strong be proud
I wanna make some noise (We're gonna make some noise)
Stand up, come on, be loud
We're gonna raise our voice
Come on, come on, come on
You gotta hear me now
You gotta hear me now
You gotta hear me now

"I said we're tired of this. We're gonna stand up for what we believe in. We might be on our own, but we are one. Everybody ready? Let's go!" Stella yells into a megaphone as we continue singing.

(Yeah~)
Be heard, be strong be proud
I wanna make some noise
Stand up, come on, be loud
We're gonna raise our voice
Come on, come on, come on
You gotta hear me now
You gotta hear me now
You gotta hear me now

But at the last sentence, the power turns off.

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It was now Monday, and we were now all at the principal's office.

"Well, well, well," Principal Brenigan said before clapping. "That was quite a show you all put on at the Halloween Bash. Mm. Heh, heh. You're very talented. Very. But just for your information, a high school dance is no place for a... political tirade," he said as he now starts to walk in front of us.

"What you did Friday night was completely, completely disruptive. And you. You promised there'd be no funny business," he said, pointing to Stella.

"But it wasn't funny. We just spoke our minds and— Principal Brenigan, you shut us down,"

"Yes, I shut you down, because the decisions I make are for the good of this school, okay? And with that good in mind, Lemonade Mouth is finished. You will not use the music room. You will not use the instruments. If I hear so much as a hum coming from the locker-room showers, I will suspend you. Understood? Good. Dismissed," he said as we all walked out of the office.